I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Doron responded quickly.

In the match with Yukimura, he adapted to his opponent's rhythm to a certain extent, allowing him to quickly reach the level where he usually performs above his level.

But because of this, his physical energy consumption is also greater than usual.

After only three or five rounds, he revealed a fatal flaw, which was found by Yukimura, who killed him with one blow.

Bang!

"15-0."

"call"

Duolong exhaled deeply.

too strong!

If he didn't still have a trump card in his hand, he even doubted whether he could win the game.

The following match was the same as the first one. Doron was suppressed to the point where he couldn't even raise his head. As time went on, Yukimura won five games in a row without losing a single point.

Snap.

Looking at the tennis ball rolling behind Doron, the middle school students of the French team were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

too exaggerated!

Duolong, who has good skills and is ranked among the top three among junior high school students, has not scored a single point so far? Some people even pinched their faces in disbelief, thinking they were dreaming.

"about there."

Feeling the pressure from losing points continuously, Doron took out a tennis ball and tapped it gently after exchanging positions, then caught it in his hand.

“Welcome to my tennis territory!”

Bang!

The words fell.

He hit a quick serve.

Yukimura, who received the serve, quickly hit the tennis ball over.

Snapped!

The tennis ball hits the ground.

The landing point was far different from what Yukimura expected, which made him frown subconsciously.

"Um?!"

However, Duolong, who was using the secret technique [Five Vehicles Technique], narrowed his eyes quietly after seeing the trace of the landing point that was still attached to the bottom line.

"how is this possible?"

"He was hit by my [Wedding Car], and he was only affected to this extent?"

The so-called Five Vehicles Technique is a very advanced technique of emotional mobilization. Through exaggerated performances, you can guide the opponent's emotional changes, seize their exposed weaknesses, and play a winning goal.

Among them, [Happy Car] is to create an opportunity by praising the opponent. [Angry Car] is to use tactics to make the opponent angry and lose his cool. [Sad Car] is to use sad emotions to induce the opponent to sympathize with oneself. [Happy Car] is to use the method of giving gifts to change the opponent's emotions and take the opportunity to attack their weaknesses.

Using these secret techniques, Doron defeated Barthes, Moreau, Delacroix, Georges, and the French prince Charudaru.

And from the beginning of the match, he has been performing, trying to bring out the emotions in his opponent and disrupt his opponent's tennis.

Now, he has indeed succeeded.

But it was only half successful.

Because although Yukimura was affected, his shots were still fierce and terrifying. Every time he made a move, Duolong felt terrified.

"No, I have to come up with a trick."

After using four secret techniques in succession but failing to make any progress, Duolong's expression changed completely.

"Then let me arouse the fear in your heart!"

Bang!

Thoughts turned.

Duolong swung his racket to hit the ball, and at the same time, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. That cold gaze seemed to swallow Yukimura whole.

This is [fear of cars]!

That is the technique of triggering the fear deep in people's hearts, amplifying it, and finally detonating it completely.

Doron used this trick only once.

That was when he was challenging the main general Camus. After he used the four techniques of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in succession but none of them worked, he used the ultimate Five Chariots Technique - Fear of Chariots!

however.

His strongest move had no effect on Camus. The opponent's mental strength had reached an incredible level. With just one glance, he broke Duolong's Five Vehicles Technique.

And now, facing Yukimura's terrifying pressure, Doron could no longer sit still and used the strongest moves he mastered.

Bang!

But what shocked him was that Yukimura seemed to be unaffected at all and simply hit the tennis ball back.

"How can it be?!"

Doron was confused.

He never expected that even [Fear of Cars] would have no effect on this person.

Snapped!

And this time.

He swung his racket to catch the ball, and as if he had noticed something, Doron's expression changed slightly.

"Have you finally noticed it?"

At this time, Yukimura on the opposite side smiled faintly.

"This is...wait, my sense of touch?"

Doron's eyes suddenly widened. Just now, he found that he seemed to be unable to feel the feedback from the tennis ball hitting the racket.

"Could it be that?"

After hitting the tennis ball back, he raised his head and looked at his opponent in disbelief.

Did the other party deprive him of his sense of touch?

But this conjecture was too absurd. In just a moment, Doron ruled out this possibility.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

But as time went by, he clearly felt that the light within his field of vision was gradually dimming.

Bang!

At this time.

Yukimura's return ball landed in front of him. As soon as Duolong raised his racket, he felt the scene in front of him gradually dim. Finally, there was only darkness in his eyes.

"Gudu."

Looking at the pitch-black scene in front of him, Duolong couldn't help swallowing.

Vision!

This time it was vision that was deprived!

Compared with his sense of touch, Duolong, who had lost his sight, was obviously more panicked. But before he could react, the tennis ball, which he judged should have landed on his backhand side, suddenly stopped making any sound.

Not only that, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

It was as if someone had turned off the volume button, and his entire world was dark. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, so still that it gave him a creepy feeling.

"Is it hearing this time?"

Doron forced a helpless smile on his face.

At this moment, he was really like a clown. Facing Yukimura's ability to deprive his five senses, he could do nothing.

"Is it over?"

Duolong sighed in his heart.

He was originally full of vigor and vitality, but now he seemed to have been drained of all his strength and was no longer prepared to fight back.

"No! No!"

But suddenly, as if realizing something, Doron came to his senses: "I can't give up here. This game is not just a show for me, it's a crucial match for the French team!"

This moment.

The responsibility and honor of the team and the country became increasingly stronger in Doron's heart.

Swish!

Immediately.

He seemed to have made up his mind. After tucking the racket under his armpit, he quickly made hand seals with both hands.

“When facing a battle, all are lined up in front.”

As the nine-character mantra was spoken, Duolong's mental strength surged. His strong will instantly destroyed the mental prison that had been deprived of his five senses.

Swish!

Subsequently.

Duolong looked at his opponent with sharp eyes.

Having used a forbidden trick, he was about to launch an unprecedented fierce attack.

"Um?!"

but.