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

But his tennis ball hit the blocking net.

"One miss!"

“Has it come to this?”

Outside the court, Doron, George and others were all worried. The boy looked completely different from the high-spirited French prince before the game.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

on the field.

Sharudaru was hitting the tennis ball seriously.

He never thought that one day he would need to use this method to find the feel of the ball. In the past, he always looked down on such behavior, thinking it was a method used by the weak.

Snapped!

at last.

It took Sharudaru about twenty seconds to find the feel of the ball and hit it over the blocking net.

Bang!

But the next moment.

A pale yellow light suddenly bloomed around him without any warning.

"Forehead"

Looking at the dazzling light, Xialudaru's body trembled, and a bitter emotion suddenly emerged in his heart.

Lost!

He has already lost!

The opponent was too strong. The cold feeling that seemed to spread from the depths of his soul directly froze all his abilities.

He no longer had any chance of winning this match.

As the game progressed, this thought became stronger and stronger, and he walked around the court in a daze like a zombie.

See this.

Even those who are most insensitive to the situation know that if the French team loses, they will be eliminated in the quarterfinals.

Bang!

"Game!"

"Japanese team, 4-0!"

End of game.

Xialu Dalu failed to score a single point again.

Finally, the French team's spectators outside the stadium couldn't bear it anymore and started to leave.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

but.

Before they entered the tunnel, Atobe served four consecutive aces and won the fifth game.

Pfft!

next moment.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Xialudalu knelt on the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

His eyes were empty and blank, and he looked ahead in a daze.

"Lose. I lose."

He murmured to himself: "I'm sorry, Captain Camus. I'm sorry to disappoint you. It's my fault that I'm not strong enough to keep the French team moving forward. If I hadn't been so willful, I wouldn't have ended up like this today. I've ruined the last hope of the French team."

The boy's mumbling made everyone silent.

The referee on the high chair was very touched, but he had to do his duty. After seeing Xialudalu in such a state, he still said: "Xialudalu, it's time to switch positions."

In the next game, the opponent serves.

But looking at Xialudalu's appearance, he probably couldn't complete the serve. As expected, just as the referee thought, the red-haired boy in front of him seemed not to hear his voice and continued to look ahead blankly.

"Ugh."

Seeing this, the referee sighed and turned his attention to the French team's camp on the other side.

Suddenly.

The French team fell into chaos.

No one could believe that as the Big 4, they would have to leave the stage in such a humiliating way. And this decision had to come from the mouth of the captain who had not yet appeared.

This is so embarrassing!

"No, I can continue."

at this time.

Sharudalu was kneeling on the ground, gritting his teeth and using the racket to support his body, trying to stand up tremblingly.

"That's enough, Plance."

Camus shook his head and said, "Your body is no longer able to complete the race."

They have already lost this game.

If he was destined to leave the field in disgrace, Camus, as the captain, needed to shoulder the responsibility. He didn't want the noise outside the stadium to affect his players.

The other party still has a bright future.

With his top tennis talent, he will surely lead the French team to a comeback in time.

"no no!"

But Xialudalu said excitedly: "I can do it, I can definitely do it. As long as you, the main general, play, we will definitely win! Yes, that's right, we haven't lost yet, we won't lose!!!"

He seemed to be possessed by a demon, and his expression became increasingly agitated.

"enough!"

But Camus interrupted him coldly and turned to look in the direction of the high chair: "Referee, we..."

"referee!"

But no one expected that as soon as Camus opened his mouth, Atobe raised his hand to interrupt him: "I give up this game!"

Wow!

Suddenly.

The stadium, which had been relatively quiet, was suddenly in an uproar.

Everyone who was quietly waiting for the result never expected that such an unexpected change would occur in the competition. For a moment, countless eyes were fixed on the young man with purple-gray hair.

"Contestant Atobe, are you sure?"

The referee on the high chair also frowned.

Because according to the score, Atobe had almost secured victory. Even if Xialudaru forced himself to play, the sixth game would be over in two minutes.

result.

The other party chose to abstain.

This crazy move made the referee subconsciously turn his attention towards the Japanese team and the man with rosacea sitting on the bench.

"Do not worry."

Seeing the other party's strange behavior, Atobe smiled and said, "That gentleman will definitely support my choice."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Mifune also laughed.

Although the other party's behavior was a bit rebellious, it was within his tolerance. Because after winning two games, Mifune knew that they had already won the game.

The only difference is how to win.

Since the opponent chose to give up, Mifune didn't have the time to stop him. Moreover, he also wanted to see what the French captain, who was known as a tennis revolutionary and strategic master, was capable of.

therefore.

After chuckling, he waved his hand indifferently: "Whatever."

"what?"

His words, like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, made the entire stadium echo with disbelief.

Those French fans who had not yet left the stadium were also stunned.

"Win win?!"

The sudden victory caught everyone, including the French team, off guard. Even Camus, who was always calm, showed a look of surprise.

"Asshole!"

Instead, Xialudalu stood up tremblingly and looked at the handsome boy opposite him with anger on his face: "I haven't lost to you yet."

"You're too long-winded."

Atobe shook his head and smiled softly: "Instead of chattering like a nagging woman, why don't you calm down and appreciate how your French team was destroyed."

Done.

He turned and left, leaving Xialudaru standing there unwillingly and helplessly.

"Cough, cough, cough."