"Game!"

"Japanese team, 2-0!"

"Isn't it?"

"Japan is leading again? What the hell are these guys from the German team doing?"

"Exactly. Even if it's a warm-up match, this level is too disappointing."

In the stands, the German fans all had angry expressions. Many of them were not Germans, but they became fans of the team because of the team's nine consecutive World Cup titles.

Many people came to watch the game with great expectations, but in the end, not only did they not see the German team sweeping the field, but they were defeated by the Japanese team, which did not even have a fraction of their points, in two consecutive games.

In the third match, the German team finally sent out their second-in-command. But they never expected that the match would start with a similar situation.

Many people have the same thought in their minds: Is there something wrong with the World Cup rankings, or is this year's German team overhyped and not as strong as rumored?

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

Gradually, waves of boos began to sound from the stands, which soon resonated with everyone, and the boos were like an overwhelming force, impacting the hearts of every German player.

In this situation, many people showed nervousness.

Frankensteiner's body stiffened for a moment, and even though he recovered quickly, his palms could not stop sweating.

"Senior..."

Frankenstein turned his head and looked at the tall figure beside him anxiously: "What should we... do?"

"You have too many unnecessary thoughts."

Qp glanced at him calmly and said calmly: "Follow your own style and don't be dragged into the opponent's rhythm."

"Okay, okay..."

Frankensteiner nodded repeatedly.

Qp's words made him sober up and he heaved a sigh of relief. Even the high school student on the other side no longer obsessed with personal victory or defeat, and took the initiative to withdraw from the game that was about to begin and could not intervene.

Frankensteiner himself had no reason or confidence to intervene in the next game. Although, he still couldn't understand how a 12-year-old boy could reach a professional level.

"The third game begins."

After a moment, the referee on the high chair, after confirming the status of both teams, said very solemnly: "Germany serves Qp, the game ends!"

call!

Then, the other party threw the tennis ball up and swung the racket in a normal manner.

Bang!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded.

The tennis ball flew out quickly, and it seemed far inferior to the level of Tono and Frankensteiner.

boom!

However, just as the tennis ball was about to hit the ground, a strong pressure was released, stirring up the dust on the ground, covering most of the court in rolling dust.

"This kind of serve?!"

Frankensteiner, who was serving as the forward, was shocked. He could feel that the area inside the dust wave had probably become a restricted area to some extent for him.

He was curious.

How will the opponent respond? Will the Japanese team's image as the best be shattered by a single goal, or will they come up with some surprising moves?

Bang!

next moment.

The crisp sound of hitting the ball suddenly rang out.

Whoosh!

As a light yellow trace was emitted, Frankenstein froze and subconsciously widened his eyes: "What, when?"

He didn't even see clearly when the opponent completed the hitting action.

Chapter 414: Extraordinary Confrontation, Glory of Fortitude

Whoosh!

The tennis ball flew past Frankensteiner. He subconsciously raised his racket, but was completely unable to make any movement.

too fast!

And the tennis ball seemed to have some kind of extremely strong special spin, which even Frankensteiner, who had great insight, could not see through.

"so."

The No.1 junior high school player on the German team had a flash of shock in his eyes. The official duel between the two ended in a special way before it even began.

"Is this his strength?"

Turning back, he caught a glimpse of the tennis ball's afterimage before it disappeared. A final thought came to Frankensteiner's mind.

"Finally. It begins!"

the other side.

Qp at the baseline also locked his eyes on the flying tennis ball. Looking at the sharp arc in front of him, he quickly raised his racket, ready to hit it back.

boom!

but.

As soon as the tennis ball approached, a strong pressure was released instantly, sweeping up all the dust on the ground in front of Qp.

In an instant.

The area where Qp was located was shrouded in thick smoke.

"Well."

Seeing this situation, the representatives from various countries outside the stadium all became cautious and fearful.

"Is this the prelude to a professional-level showdown?"

Somewhere.

Everyone had an extremely strong and oppressive feeling. Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked towards the area where Qp was.

Bang!

Suddenly.

The crisp sound stirred.

The sudden burst of light yellow light tore apart all the smoke around Qp.

boom!

In an instant, the tennis ball sank into the area where Ishikawa was. Then, the sharp pressure of the ball was released, also tearing apart the smoke screen around Ishikawa.

Bang!

next moment.

A touch of light yellow luster bloomed in front of Ishikawa, in the middle of the baseline of the court.

“Such ball control!”

Upon seeing this, the faces of the people on the Japanese team changed immediately.

"finally."

Representatives of the German team, such as Becker and Bismarck, all had a gleam in their eyes: "We have to witness how much his strength has improved now."

If we say that Polk is the undisputed number one high school student in the world today, then he is so strong that it makes people feel despair.

Qp is another type of power.

His potential and his hidden strengths were so great that even Becker and Bismarck, who represented the same team, had no idea how strong the opponent was.

That unfathomable potential, while being extremely powerful, also fills him with infinite possibilities!

"It's just a precise shot, is it really that exaggerated?"

In the stands.

Nofi from the South African team felt the change in the atmosphere around him and couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "If it were me, I could also hit the tennis ball in that position."

"idiot."

But what greeted him was a slap from the captain, Golpe. After giving his players a little scolding, the captain of the South African team said solemnly: "Don't bring your performance in the practice match to the World Cup match. Remember, the same landing point and shot will have completely different concepts when facing different opponents!"

"and"

At this point, Gao Erpei narrowed his eyes, stared at the tennis ball that bounced rapidly after landing, and said in a deep voice: "This ball is not that simple. If you are not careful, the opponent's racket will be hit out!"

Flying?

racket?

Upon hearing this, the South African players all looked at their captain in surprise. When they saw the deep fear that flashed across his face, their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

"Could it be that the captain..."

Nuo Fei and others began to speculate secretly in their hearts.

Bang!

But that's it.

Ishikawa raised his hand and swung the racket, and with a crisp sound of hitting the ball, the tennis ball immediately flew back in the opposite direction, at such a speed that most people could not catch up.

Boom!

In a blink of an eye.

Ishikawa's shot has landed.

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