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

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

at this time.

at dusk.

The court inside the hotel was in its prime, filled with players coming in to warm up.

Because of the German team, most of the people here were actually here to watch the game. However, before advancing to the semi-finals, the head coach of the German team had never conducted a large-scale collective training.

Even when training, we would find a closed place specifically.

only.

Because tomorrow is the semi-final against the Japanese team, the head coach decided not to go far and conducted special training to keep the players' bodies hot.

Bang!

now.

In a crowded stadium, a tall figure hit an extremely fierce shot.

"So fast!"

"As expected of Bismarck, this ball hits the opponent's blind spot!"

"It's rumored that he has reached a level close to professional level. Now it seems to be true!"

Seeing this amazing straight-line blow, everyone couldn't help but praise it.

“It was a really good shot.”

But this time.

On the other side of the court, the young man with an equally tall figure smiled slightly: "Although you usually hide it very well, but your ambition finally can't be restrained, right, Michael!"

immediately.

The young man then turned sideways, and under everyone's surprised gaze, he swung the racket in the opposite direction of the tennis ball.

"Um?!"

But Bismarck on the opposite side seemed to have noticed something, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"You were actually seen through?"

Swish!

next moment.

The tennis ball suddenly changed direction, and then, in front of everyone's shocked gazes, it hit the young man's racket squarely.

Bang.

A faint yellow light bloomed beside Bismarck.

"competition is over."

Sitting on a high chair at the edge of the court, the referee nodded and said, "Rudolf Becker wins, 6-4!"

"Great!"

"As expected of Becker!"

"It seems that there is still a big gap between ordinary professional players and real professionals like Becker!"

Others began to discuss in low voices.

The victorious Becker walked forward with a smile, grabbed Bismarck's hand and said with a smile: "Sorry, it seems that my luck is better than yours."

"This is not luck."

Bismarck shook his head and said, "In the first eight games, you were obviously observing my strength. It was only in the last two games that you played seriously."

"But there is one thing I am curious about."

Bismarck narrowed his eyes and said, "I never hit a changeup in the first nine innings. How did you figure out my pitch for the last ball?"

This is where the doubts in his mind lie.

Recently, Bismarck has been working hard to strengthen his training and make his style more varied. For this reason, he has never used this top-level changeup ball.

Today was his first time to play a change of direction in the past year, and it was a top trick he had worked hard to develop.

As a result, his opponent saw through his plan at a glance.

This made Bismarck very confused, and at the same time he was secretly shocked by Becker's strength.

If he remembered correctly, in the exhibition match not long ago, the opponent lost to the high school student from the Japanese team. In that match, with Becker's pride, he must have gone all out.

Has the opponent's strength improved so much in just a few days?

"Maybe my observation skills have become more acute."

Becker smiled and said: "Although I lost that game, it also helped me improve my skills and insight."

"Is that so?"

Bismarck sighed and nodded, "In that case, I'll leave tomorrow's game to you."

Actually.

What others don’t know is that this training match also has another purpose, which is for the German team’s head coach to conduct an overall strength assessment of his players before the game.

The outcome of the game will largely determine the starting roster for tomorrow's match against Japan.

Bismarck lost this battle.

With the high school roster seriously overstuffed, he basically has no hope of playing tomorrow.

"Michael, you are indeed very good."

When the two left the court, Becker looked at him meaningfully and said, "But unfortunately, you and I are no longer on the same level. After that game, I was dominated by anger and unexpectedly mastered some top-level secrets!"

He didn't take this game seriously at all.

Because for Becker, this was just a test of his own strength, and it proved that he was too strong. He even regretted that he should have asked Qp to be the test subject.

Bang!

boom!

Bang!

boom!

the other side.

In a stadium with fewer spectators, a blond boy was fighting fiercely with his opponent.

"Elmer."

At this moment, his opponent, the fierce-looking young man with a flat head grinned, and his eyes, which emitted a dangerous red light, flashed with a sharp luster.

"You are still as reckless as before, and you haven't corrected that weakness yet!"

boom!

The words fell.

Frankensteiner, known as the "tennis robot," acted decisively and hit the ball directly towards Seyfried's backhand.

"is it?"

however.

The blond boy, whose movements were blocked, suddenly laughed: "Why can't this be a blind spot I deliberately showed you?"

Bang!

The words fell.

The boy swung the racket in his hand at an astonishing speed. With the crisp sound of the ball hitting the ball, a flash of white light suddenly appeared behind Frankensteiner without warning.

"Game!"

"Seyfried, 6-5!"

After scoring this crucial point, Seyfried attacked decisively and completely defeated Frankensteiner under his shocked gaze.

"competition is over."

"Elmer Seyfried wins, 7-5!"

Pfft!

Under the shocked gazes of others, the [Tennis Robot], which ranked first among the German junior high school students, fell to the ground helplessly as if all its strength had been drained.

"How, how is it possible?"

Frankensteiner trembled.

Others might think that this was his reaction of not wanting to lose to his opponent. But what really shocked him, or frightened him, was the terrifying pressure he felt from Seyfried at the end.

"This guy actually realized that ability?!"

at the same time.

Other competitions are also underway.

However, the most popular match was not between Becker and Bismarck. In the other match, the crowd of spectators completely surrounded the stadium.

Because the two players in the game were Polk and Qp, who were ranked first and second on the German team.

now.

The situation is different from what most people think.

Qp, who was able to surpass Becker and was even called the most outstanding work of the German tennis school, didn't even get a single point at this time.

"Is this the strength of the world's number one high school student?"

The people watching the game just felt their scalps tingling.

Polk is too strong.