Tennis: Bind Longma at the beginning, double the return

"Atobe Keigo? This name seems familiar. I keep hearing people talking about his competition these days."

There was another round of discussion among the crowd.

"Tsk, no matter who his opponent is, he will still be beaten to a pulp by Lin Nan in the end!"

"This year, the star player is only the German team. As for the other teams... just stay out of the fun!"

Someone said with disdain.

"That's right, with Lin Nan here, plus that group of professional players, I think the German team will probably win their tenth consecutive championship this year!"

echoed another.

At this moment, the appearance of Keigo Atobe caused a commotion in the stadium, and everyone's attention was attracted to him.

"Wow, is that the Black Dragon Heavy Slash? It looks so powerful. It can actually combine offense and defense so perfectly..."

"Atobe, your teammates are so strong~"

Atobe's friend exclaimed.

However, facing his friend's praise, Atobe simply responded with a faint "Yeah."

He knew very well in his heart that he had no chance of winning against this group of people.

After all, he had never defeated the group of people on the field...

"Why are you here? Is today's game over?"

Lin Nan looked at the three people standing not far away with curiosity.

These three people happened to be standing on the side of the German team's viewing area, quite close to Lin Nan.

Lin Nan had a pretty good relationship with Atobe, so when he saw Atobe, he naturally greeted him.

Atobe didn't seem surprised by Lin Nan's appearance. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. Then he said in his slightly arrogant tone, "I don't have to play today. I heard that Tezuka and the others were going to play, so I came to take a look."

Atobe's friend nodded in agreement, then looked at the field thoughtfully and said, "Looks like this, this game should end in 3-0."

His tone revealed a certainty about the outcome of the game.

However, Lin Nan shook his head and retorted, "This guy is definitely not weak. The outcome of the next match is still unknown."

His eyes were fixed on Boris Jeffers who was playing on the field, and he seemed to have a special attention on this player.

Judging from the current situation, Boris Jeffers is indeed lagging behind, but the score is still Boris Jeffers leading.

Moreover, Boris Jeffers has yet to show his true strength.

However, in the eyes of others, Lin Nan's words sounded more like he was trying to show off on Jiang Hao's behalf.

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On the court, Boris Jeffers glanced casually at the tennis ball out of bounds, then turned and slowly walked back to the baseline.

His pace seemed a little lazy, but revealed a sense of confidence and calmness.

"Can Black Dragon Heavy Slash be used like this?"

Boris Jeffers said thoughtfully, "That's a really good counterattack. I didn't expect you to be able to hit the smash back in this way."

There was a hint of surprise in his voice, but more of it was recognition of his opponent's strength.

"You are truly worthy of the title of genius."

Boris Jeffers said this as he pushed his hair back, revealing his chiseled face.

His eyes were like those of an eagle, staring at Genichirō Sanada as if he were his prey.

Genichirō Sanada stood opposite and felt Boris Jeffers' cold gaze, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

However, there was no emotion in Boris Jeffers' eyes. He was simply observing Sanada, as if he was evaluating the value of an object.

Boris Jeffers pulled a tennis ball from his pocket, flicked it a few times, and caught it with his racket.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound of tennis rackets hitting the ground echoed in the empty court, sounding particularly crisp.

However, Boris Jeffers' emotions did not fluctuate at all. He remained calm and composed, as if he did not care about the game at all.

"Your strength is far more than this..."

Boris Jeffers' voice came slowly, as if floating from far away, "Let me see how strong you really are."

His voice was cold and low, echoing in the arena, making people feel chilled.

Genichirō Sanada stood opposite, looking at Boris Jeffers' calm face, and the tension in his heart grew stronger.

I saw that Sanada's eyes were trembling slightly under his hat, as if he was trying hard to suppress his inner anxiety.

"Then let me see how strong you are!"

These words exploded like thunder in Sanada Genichirō's ears. He couldn't help but tremble all over, and his already tense nerves were instantly stretched to the extreme.

"Don't let me down, Genichirō Sanada!"

These provocative words were like a sword piercing Sanada's heart.

He widened his eyes and stared at his opponent in front of him - Boris Jeffers, and the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.

However, Sanada, who was still in a defensive posture, suddenly froze.

He seemed not to have expected the other party to challenge him so directly, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

"Then I look forward to the strength you demonstrate, Boris Jeffers. I also hope you can surprise me!"

Sanada calmed himself down, quickly adjusted his state, and responded in a calm and firm tone.

"After all, if your performance is just like this, it will disappoint people."

The corners of Boris Jeffers' mouth rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, which seemed to conceal contempt and disdain for Sanada.

"I feel so bored!"

Sanada frowned tightly, he felt the provocation from the other party, but he was not disturbed by the other party's words. Instead, he focused all his attention on the upcoming game.

Swish-!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was thrown high into the air.

The ball drew a graceful arc in the air and then began to fall rapidly.

At the moment the ball fell, Sanada's racket arm pressed down as fast as lightning.

There was a loud bang, and the tennis ball flew out like a cannonball, hitting the opposite court with unparalleled impact force.

Bang bang——!

Then, the overlapping sound of the fault sounded again, as if it was the roar of a tennis ball colliding violently with the air.

The sound echoed in the empty stadium, shocking everyone.

The tennis ball bounced out of bounds in an extremely irregular manner, like a meteor out of control.

At this time, the speedometer showed an astonishing number - 230KM/H!

This was still Sanada's irregular serve, but compared to before, it was obviously much faster.

This shot not only demonstrated Sanada's powerful serve, but also sent a clear message to Boris Jeffers: he would never give up easily!