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"I see."

Hopkins patted the opponent on the shoulder and said, "Leave the rest of the game to me. You just need to handle some simple balls."

"Okay, okay."

Elvis also didn't expect that the deputy captain, who was always decisive, would have such a gentle side.

immediately.

The game continues.

Bang!

Irie serves again.

Hopkins tensed up and concentrated on observing the trajectory of the tennis ball, trying to see every detail change on the tennis ball.

Tick

Can be followed.

The strange situation just now happened again.

The tennis ball sank into the service line in front of him and disappeared completely. But Hopkins was obviously prepared, and his momentum burst out and reached its peak in an instant.

Whoosh!

Immediately.

The tennis ball that had disappeared reappeared in front of him. Hopkins immediately swung his racket and hit the ball out with a bang.

"This feeling."

But after returning the ball, his face suddenly became stunned because he did not feel the strong impact he had expected.

in contrast.

The ball was soft, as if he had hit it with a cotton ball.

boom!

Can be followed.

The tennis ball hit by Irie seemed light, but when Hopkins returned the ball, he felt an extremely strong impact.

"Well!"

Immediately.

The player known as the 'Tennis Doctor' had a very serious expression on his face. At this moment, he actually had a very strange illusion that reality and fiction were reversed.

This game seemed like a dream to him.

The ball hit by the opponent was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and the information obtained from vision and hearing was completely different from the feedback from touch. He had only experienced this kind of confusion of the five senses in dreams.

"Could this be a dream?"

Just started.

Hopkins can still stick to his original intention.

But as the game continued, the feeling of unreality became stronger and stronger. He even felt a little dizzy, and a hazy atmosphere covered his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

Bang!

but.

Hopkins was the second best player on the team after Reinhart. He was also a player close to the professional level. He was determined, gritted his teeth and calmed himself down, then violently hit the tennis ball.

puff!

The tennis ball sank into the smoke screen created by the fierce confrontation between the two players.

"Whether in reality or in dreams, I will never lose!"

Hopkins' strong willpower allowed him to completely break through the illusory changes that confused his mind. For a moment, his five senses returned to their original state.

Whoosh!

But the next moment.

Under Hopkins' shocked gaze, an enormous tennis ball tore through the smoke and appeared in front of him without warning.

at the same time.

Behind the smoke, a huge figure emerged, hidden in the darkness, with only a vague outline and scarlet eyes as big as lanterns.

hum!

In an instant.

As if the mental fluctuations had reached a certain frequency, a strong roaring sound exploded in Hopkins' mind. The strange scene in front of him became distorted again.

at the same time.

A strange voice like a nightmare sounded:

"Doctor, Your Excellency."

"Can you really tell the difference between reality and dreams?!"

Chapter 464: A desperate fight, the American team's fighting spirit

Snapped!

"Touch the net."

"Game!"

"Japan, 6-6, into the tiebreaker!"

Under the shocked gaze of the American team representatives, Hopkins' shot hit the blocking net directly.

"Mistake again?"

"How many times has this happened?"

"What on earth is Mr. Hopkins doing?"

Off the field.

The fans of the American team stared at each other in amazement. No one knew why Hopkins, who had just been so brave and suppressed his opponent, suddenly made so many mistakes.

"Deputy Captain"

Elvis was also confused.

He never expected that the vice-captain, who was almost invincible in his mind, would look so embarrassed. On the other hand, the high school student wearing glasses seemed to be at ease.

"how?"

As if noticing Elvis' gaze, Irie turned his head and gave him a meaningful look: "Do you also want to feel that wonderful feeling?"

Swish!

Immediately.

Elvis's expression changed.

The face that was originally extremely heroic now had a bit of paleness that indicated a lack of confidence. The hand holding the racket shook a few times instinctively. As if realizing that his reaction was somewhat embarrassing, he quickly tightened his grip on the racket, but in the eyes of others, he looked even more guilty.

"It's over."

Seeing this, players from the American team, including Balentin and Obondu, lamented in their hearts.

Hopkins was confused.

Elvis didn't even have the courage to fight.

Although the game was still going on, they had already seen the outcome for the American team.

Bang!

really.

A moment later, as Irie scored with a chip shot, the referee said, "The first set is over. Japan wins, 7-6!"

The referee's voice was like a nightmare, shattering the last glimmer of hope for the American team.

Subsequently.

The game seemed to have completely entered garbage time.

The American team repeated the situation at the beginning of the first set, losing points one-sidedly. Until they fell behind 0-5, Elvis was out of breath and Hopkins still couldn't recover.

"Did he really fall into the abyss of nightmare?"

Reinhardt subconsciously clenched his fists.

This match was the one he valued the most. If the US team could not take the lead and create an advantage, the probability of the US team winning would be less than 40%.

therefore.

He arranged for Hopkins, who was second only to him in strength in the team. Unexpectedly, he was completely restrained by Irie and entered the terrifying world of consciousness created by him.

"Alan, your will shouldn't be so fragile. Come on, let me see your determination!"

Reinhardt thought silently in his heart.

No one knows better than him how powerful this American No.2 is. His surgical style of tennis makes him so powerful that others cannot imagine it.

and.

He also fully believed that as a doctor, the other party's mental will would never be so easily deceived by the opponent.

"Wake up!"

"Let them see the spirit and will of the American team!"

Bang!

next moment.

Under the surprised gazes of others, Hopkins really completed his counterattack. At the same time, his sharp momentum reappeared, and compared with before, it was even more fierce and capable of breaking through everything!

"vice captain!!!"