If he had such a top-notch lineup of players, he probably wouldn't take his opponent seriously.

Think so.

He then looked more closely at the column on the scoreboard that contained information about the two players' ages: "So, is this doubles match to train our players?"

If this is true, then the Japanese team is too arrogant. However, Reinhardt is more thankful. It is precisely because of the arrogance of the opponent that they have a chance of winning.

Think of this.

He was about to look away, but at this moment, as if sensing something, Reinhardt subconsciously turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

"That person ugh!"

The person who met his eyes was none other than the captain of the Japanese team, and also the player he feared the most, Shin Ishikawa.

at this time.

The other party nodded at him with a smile, seemingly out of politeness. However, Reinhardt, who was extremely perceptive, sensed some deep meaning in the other party's eyes.

"What does he mean?"

"Could it be that these two high school students are not ordinary players?"

Suddenly.

This thought suddenly occurred to Reinhardt.

Immediately, he turned his head sharply and looked at the two Japanese team representatives on the court again: "Tokugawa Kazuya and Mori Hisaburo."

He tried to find something special about the two, but they looked no different from ordinary contestants.

It's not like there's any particular type of player.

"I guess I'm just being overly concerned."

Reinhardt shook his head secretly.

Losing the first game doubled his pressure. Therefore, he lost his usual calmness when thinking. Moreover, when he saw his own players again, his eyes calmed down.

"Yes, with the strength of Dudu and Chico, there will definitely be no problem in this match."

The strength of the two players on the American team is also at the top level among high school students. In singles, they are not inferior to non-professional players, and if it is doubles, the two people with perfect tacit understanding can burst out even more terrifying power.

"Don't think too much, Ralph."

Thinking of this, Reinhardt comforted himself in his heart: "There is absolutely no possibility of losing this game!"

Chapter 465: Fierce Battle, the Secret to Breaking Luck

"The match is best of three sets."

After both teams finished guessing who would serve, the referee looked in the direction of the American team and said, "First set, American player Obondo serves. Game over!"

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

The referee's words fell.

Everyone's eyes fell on the tall black young man at the bottom line.

"Then let's get started!"

Holding the tennis ball in his hand, a sharp gleam flashed in Oubandu's eyes.

Bang!

Immediately.

Then he hit the tennis ball at an extremely fast speed.

"A straight ball?"

Tokugawa, who was responsible for receiving the serve, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Looking at the opponent's actions, it seemed that they were intentionally suppressing their backcourt position.

Snapped!

Immediately.

Then Tokugawa made a move and hit the tennis ball quickly towards Obondu's original position.

"Oh?"

The latter was slightly surprised. He did not expect that his opponent would react like this. But if he thought about it carefully, the guys on the Japanese team were probably not simple characters.

His height advantage was here, and his jumping ability was definitely known by the opponent's staff. It was actually quite normal for the opponent to respond in this way.

"pity."

However, looking at the tennis ball getting closer and closer to him, Obondu smiled and said, "This is doubles!"

Tap! !

next moment.

Then a blond figure flashed by, it was Balentin.

“This slice is indeed very fast, but for me, it is far from good enough!”

After the latter finished speaking, he gently pushed the racket out.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound.

It was a textbook-like short ball.

However, Mao Li, the forward on the opposite side, also noticed this. He quickly stepped forward, thrust the front end of his racket forward, and hit the tennis ball back with a snap.

"It's such a close call."

Maori hit the tennis ball over and spoke with lingering fear.

"It's too early to be happy."

Balentin on the opposite side laughed.

Swish!

immediately.

Then he saw a black figure leaping up from above his head, with arms spread out like an eagle. It was none other than Ou Bangdu, who was nicknamed "Birdman".

"I accept this point without any courtesy!"

With a gleam in his eyes, Ou Bangdu decisively hit the smash. For him, this was just one of thousands of smashes. Both his experience and his skills had reached an extremely high level.

boom!

The sound of explosion spread.

With the naked eye, a streak of light could be seen shooting downwards, and the air seemed to be pushed to both sides. Before the tennis ball hit the ground, the dust on the ground had already been blown up by the airflow in front.

This is the power of Obondu's smash. He is able to maintain his third place in the US team entirely by relying on his own hard power.

Almost no one would think that the ball would be caught by the opponent.

boom!

But the next moment.

A racket that shouldn't have been there intercepted the tennis ball without any warning.

"what?!"

Seeing this, Obandu and Balentin's faces suddenly changed.

Snapped.

but.

Unexpectedly, the tennis ball hit the net head-on, bounced up and down a few times, and rolled to the feet of the orange-haired young man.

"15-0!"

"Oops"

After failing to intercept and smash, Mao Li scratched his head in distress, looking lost.

"This guy!"

However, Obandu and Balentin on the opposite side showed strong fear on their faces.

"What a quick response."

Balentin was very shocked. You know, that was the smash from Obondu, who was known as the Birdman.

"really."

Obondu also narrowed his eyes.

“Those who are able to play, even if they were unknown players in the Japanese team, are still very impressive people.”

Irie before and Maori now are both such characters. This made the two members of the American team no longer dare to be careless.

but.

In the next match, although Mao Li occasionally hit back the opponent's smash, the American team still had the upper hand in the overall score.

Bang!

More than two minutes into the game, Obondu hit another smash to end the first game.

"Game!"

"Team USA, 1-0, swap positions!"

"As expected of you, Dudu!"

"Too powerful, an absolutely invincible smash!"

"That's right, let's just take care of the opponent in one go!"

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