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

The ball was very fast and landed in a very tricky spot. It was just a basic return shot, but it had the momentum of a top-notch move.

Seeing the tennis ball flying out like a ray of light, Hiyoshi, Kirihara and the others all felt their hearts sink, because they knew very well that with their current strength, they could not keep up with the opponent's movements.

Bang!

But the next moment.

The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and when they saw the racket held with one hand steadily blocking Sharudaru's attempt to receive the serve, their eyes all trembled.

"blocked!"

The players from the French team were particularly shocked.

They didn't expect that Xialudalu's secret weapon could be cracked so easily.

"I'm tired of this trick."

Atobe shook his head after hitting the tennis ball back.

"Humph!"

Xialudalu was very unhappy, and he snorted coldly and moved quickly towards the tennis ball again. This time, he used all his strength, accompanied by amazing explosive power, and hit the tennis ball again to the corner of the opponent's backhand direction.

"Don't you understand yet?"

In response, Atobe shook his head again.

He had already caught up with the tennis ball, raised his racket, and hit it hard. His target was Sharudaru at the baseline.

"not good!"

Feeling the strong wind blowing towards him, the French prince's face suddenly changed. He subconsciously raised his racket to prepare for defense.

Snapped!

But never thought about it.

This was exactly what Atobe had planned. The tennis ball he hit hit the opponent's racket handle. Suddenly, the strong impact forced Sharudaru to instinctively let go.

The tennis ball bounced high.

Swish!

at the same time.

Having been prepared, Atobe jumped up and slammed the tennis ball.

Boom!

A deafening sound spread.

Everyone's eyes followed the smash and fell on Xialudaru who was covering his right hand.

"Appeared!"

"Atobe's (Minister) special move!"

"A Waltz to Destruction!"

The Japanese team was very excited, especially the Hyotei representatives led by Hiyoshi and Feng. Atobe's smash was so cool, gorgeous and sharp that it made the French team shut up.

"15-0."

There was a brief silence.

"This guy actually hid his strength?"

Xialudaru looked unhappy.

No matter how dumb he was, he knew that the opponent was deliberately trying to make him catch up with the score. This undoubtedly angered him.

Bang!

boom!

Bang!

boom!

But in the following duel, Atobe completely dominated Charudaru. Both of them had a solid foundation, but Atobe's skills and insight were better.

More importantly, the imperial aura at this new stage can affect Xialudaru's performance unconsciously.

This is a long time.

The latter was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back.

Bang!

"Game!"

"Japanese team, 5-4!"

soon.

Atobe secured victory in the first set, and in the next match, he got the set point and defeated his opponent with a fierce smash.

"The first set is over."

"The Japanese team Atobe won, the score was 6-4."

The reversal of the situation made many people realize that the game might end in singles 2.

Xialudaru was naturally unwilling to accept this.

After a short break, the second set began. Xialudaru immediately launched an attack, trying to gain the upper hand.

As a result, he was able to block all of his attacks and counterattack at the critical moment, catching him off guard.

The attack was thwarted.

Sharudaru's heart was affected, but Atobe took advantage of the situation to fight back and won three games in a row.

"huhuhuhu"

Sitting on a bench to rest, Sharudaru was breathing heavily. He seemed to have reached his limit both physically and mentally.

But the captain Camus knew that his players were just shaken in their hearts. Without the support of spiritual will, the opponent would be useless even if they had a solid foundation.

"for you."

Camus walked over and handed the other person the water he had prepared in advance.

"Commander, I'm sorry."

Shaludaru said with a bitter look on his face.

"You don't have to apologize."

Camus seemed very calm. This year's French team was not strong. Whether they could advance to the semi-finals or not was actually irrelevant.

After all, even if they won, they would have defeated a Japanese team comprised entirely of junior high school students, which would be meaningless.

Snapped!

but.

Before leaving, he patted the other person on the shoulder and said, "Believe in yourself. The door in front of you has just opened. Try to step in!"

door?

Others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Xialudalu was shocked.

Because when he just broke through his own limit, he did seem to see a flash of the door. At that time, he thought it was his own illusion.

"Step through that door?"

Sharudaru narrowed his eyes.

He is not a man who gives up easily, not to mention that at this moment he has the responsibility of ensuring the French team advances.

then.

In the next game, he attacked again without stopping for a moment.

But Tsuchiya is too strong.

That golden aura suppressed his performance, making it extremely difficult for Xialudalu to compete as if he was wearing lead weights.

"asshole!"

By the end of the fight, his face was covered in sweat so much that he couldn't even open his eyes, and the French prince couldn't help but swear.

"With this level of momentum, don't even think about suppressing me!!!"

The young boy shouted.

The whole person seemed to have broken through some kind of limitation, and the speed of swinging the racket suddenly became tinged with golden light.

boom!

next moment.

A crackling sound sounded.

A tennis ball stained with a hint of golden light was seen whizzing towards the area where Atobe was.

"This is."

Feeling the sharpness and pressure from the tennis ball, Atobe raised his brows slightly: "Just hit the ball?!"

He didn't expect that.

The restraint of the imperial aura actually forced out the opponent's deep potential. Unknowingly, the French prince hit a terrifying ball with the power of a light shot.

“Well done!!!”

But soon.

There was a sharp gleam in Atobe's eyes.

Faced with this ball that once made him feel terrified, he did not retreat at all. Instead, he met the ball with one hand holding the racket.

boom!