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

"I will definitely catch up with you! Definitely!"

In Echizen's mind, the conversation between Ryuga and Nanjiro that he had heard when he was in the temple house in Japan emerged.

"Although I don't know what you have done during this period, I will not hesitate even if it means going to hell!"

Last time in Japan U17, after Ryuya lost to Ishikawa, he asked Nanjiro to let him open a special state with the intention of dying. Although he didn't know what the other party had experienced, Echizen could clearly feel that after that time, his brother had entered a very powerful realm.

As the son of a samurai, Echizen does not think that he is weaker than the other.

"Ryoma!"

the other side.

Long Ya turned around and left, sighing in her heart: "It's not that I don't want to play against you seriously, it's just that my tennis ball is too dangerous!"

Originally, his tennis was already terrible.

After that life-threatening challenge and entering the ultimate realm as she wished, Long Ya's tennis has undergone another qualitative change. Not only the power, but also the degree of danger has increased.

Therefore, he never took action within the Spanish team.

Not only was he afraid of accidentally hurting his teammates, but he also wanted to accumulate his fighting spirit for the revenge battle that would take place soon!

"Wait, Ishikawa Shin!"

The image of the handsome black-haired boy appeared in her mind, and Long Ya subconsciously clenched her fists: "I will pay back the humiliation I have suffered double!!!"

That night.

The players of the four teams all stopped training, and most of them went to bed early. Tomorrow was the semi-finals, divided into two games, and no one dared to slack off before they were actually notified of their spots.

The hotel where the Japanese team is staying.

In a room, a black-haired boy wearing a light white short-sleeved shirt was sitting cross-legged on a yoga mat, stretching his body naturally.

Once this posture was fixed, the boy did not shake at all.

"call"

It was not until half an hour later that the young man opened his eyes and slowly exhaled. At this moment, he felt more refreshed than before, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's worthy of being a max-level skill!"

Ishikawa secretly sighed in his heart.

In the afternoon, he underwent super-intensive training, which caused his muscles to ache and he was mentally exhausted. But after returning to his room, he did just a few simple movements and the mental fatigue and muscle soreness disappeared.

With this ability, Ishikawa believes that even if he cannot match Polk, who is extremely physically abnormal, it is enough to play five full sets with his opponent.

not to mention.

After so much training and system support, physical fitness is no longer his strongest point. In addition, after entering the ultimate realm, he is a top professional player, so Ishikawa is not afraid at all.

Thinking of this, he summoned his data panel.

[Name: Shin Ishikawa]

【Age: 12】

[Identity: First year junior high school student at Hyotei Academy, regular member of the tennis club, training consultant, vice president, street tennis legend, Japanese U17 legend, Japanese U17 devil, No. 1 representative of the first team, captain of the World Cup selection team]

[Main occupation: Tennis Lv93 (132135/180000)]

[Secondary occupations: Kendo, Chess, Ancient Martial Arts, Yoga Lv9, Archery Lv7]

[Five dimensions: speed 6.5, strength 7, physical strength 7, technology 9.5, mental strength 10, total: 40]

[Basic Skills: Full Level 8]

[Advanced skills:

Level 9: Black Hole

Level 8: Light Shot, Star Mark, Outspin Serve, Gale, Awakening, Zero Slice, Giant Bear Return, Heart Turn, Dawn, Super Volley, Rondo to Destruction, Explosive Ball Dance, Four Gods Enwu, Ishikawa Domain

Level 7: Nine Stars in a Row

Level 6: Gravitation] [Special abilities: Deprivation of the five senses, Light Attack, Dark Attack·Illusion, Dark Attack·Karma, Manas, Ability Correction, Light of Restraint·Ultimate Brilliance (Remnant), Ultimate Quality, Alaya Consciousness,]

[Ashura Shinto: Sword God, Omniscience and Omnipotence, Extreme Dao, Infallibility, Arrow God, Ashura Shinto·End (Four in One)]

[Sub-career points: 0]

[Skill points: 100]

[Tools: Secret recipe of dry juice]

[Evaluation: Top professional player, undiscovered supernova in tennis, legendary player in the making]

After less than a month of growth, Ishikawa has already become one of the top players in modern professional tennis.

For him, the difference between him and those top tennis stars is nothing more than not having the qualifications to participate in professional competitions and the fame those people have.

It can be said.

Apart from the Spanish team captain Antonio Medanore, whose strength is a mystery, and the world's number one high school student Jurgen Barisavich-Polke, there is no rival for him among the current World Cup players.

Moreover, Ishikawa is very confident that his winning rate against these two people is more than 90%.

"The philosopher of tennis?"

Ishikawa raised his head and looked at the night sky outside the window, his eyes fixed on one of the brightest stars: "I hope you won't let me down!"

"Have you decided?"

Not far from him, in another room that was temporarily converted into a meeting room, the usually calm Kurobe and the joking Saito were both looking solemnly at the old man in front of them who was wearing a black coarse cloth vest.

"Ah."

Mifune nodded and said, "This is the final list of the semi-finals. Send it to the other team before the time is up."

"Ok."

Kurobe and Saito nodded heavily.

When the two took the list and saw the seven names on it, they were shocked. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Sure enough. This is already being treated as the finals!"

Mifune, who was in the lead, remained calm.

A lion will fight a rabbit with all its might. Facing the German team, which has won the World Cup for nine consecutive years, he cannot afford to be careless. Moreover, he has great confidence in his roster arrangement. With this lineup, even if the opponent goes all out, they have more than 70% chance of winning.

“It’s time to change the stereotypes in people’s minds!”

The next day.

8am.

Melbourne Tennis Centre, Court 2.

As the first match of the semi-finals, Spain and Switzerland, both members of last year's big four, were arranged here after the venue draw.

Although the venue is not as good as the Australian Open finals of the four major tournaments, it is also a top-notch, well-equipped high-end stadium with spacious spectator stands on all sides, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.

at this time.

The surrounding area was already full of people.

Outside the railings of the stands, there were young people wearing jackets of the same color as different national flags.

"So, which team can be our opponent in the next game?"

Somewhere in the audience, a blond boy wearing a black, red and yellow jacket spoke with a smile on his face.

It was none other than Seyfried, who had made a breakthrough not long ago and defeated Frankensteiner on the team to become the number one new junior high school student.

With his strength greatly increased, he didn't take his opponent in the afternoon seriously at all.

The German players around them all looked calm and at ease. It seemed that for them, winning the World Cup ten times in a row was as easy as eating and drinking.

"is it?"

But at this moment, a voice with a hint of amusement sounded: "It seems that some people have forgotten the three consecutive defeats in the exhibition matches."

Swish!

This statement came out.

All the players of the German team turned their heads away with sharp eyes. However, when they saw the group of young people wearing black and red jackets walking out of the passage, their eyes changed.

"Japanese team!"

Seyfried said through gritted teeth.

His gaze was fixed on the person who had spoken earlier, the handsome young man with purple-gray hair.

"Atobe Keigo!!!"

He still remembers the disastrous defeat in the last competition.

But it was also that game that allowed him to achieve a breakthrough despite the torture of humiliation and pain.

Now, with the object of revenge right in front of him, how could he remain calm?

"Calm down, Elmer."

But at this moment, a slender hand pressed on Seyfried's shoulder. Feeling the not-so-strong coldness on his shoulder, the boy's spirit was shocked, and his expression restrained and returned to normal.

"Got it, Qp-senpai!"

The one who stopped him was Qp, the German team's staff officer and the second strongest team member.

only.

After stopping his juniors, this tennis elite who is usually known for his calmness, looked uncontrollably at the young leader of the Japanese team.

"Ah."

As if noticing his gaze, the black-haired boy in the lead turned around and smiled at him.

But then.

The other party's gaze turned again and looked at the thin-faced, stern-eyed bald young man in the German team's camp.

"Ah."

immediately.