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

Swish!

Thoughts turned.

Everyone's eyes turned to the young man with snow-white hair and dark skin at the back of the court.

however.

Surprisingly, Zhongdao still had the same expression as before. He seemed very calm about Becker's attack and had no intention of supporting Yuanshan at all.

Swish!

Swish swish! ! !

at this time.

A spherical figure suddenly flashed by.

When everyone looked carefully, they saw Yuanshan curled into a ball and flew backwards at an astonishing speed.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, his speed was even faster than Becker's trick. Then, after getting close to the wall, he stomped his feet hard and used the force to bounce back.

boom!

Facing the tennis ball, Yuanshan hit it hard without saying a word.

"what?"

Even Becker was surprised.

"What's up with this kid's actions?"

Such a random movement showed an amazing speed. Moreover, with normal people's experience, it is impossible to guess the opponent's attack position.

In contrast.

This red-haired kid gives people the feeling of being closer to nature and full of wildness.

"Let me see what tricks you have up your sleeve."

Becker narrowed his eyes, increased the speed of his racket swing, and seemed to be in an offensive state.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He hit ball after ball.

The frequency was extremely fast, the rotation was strong and full of uncertainty, and the distant mountain on the opposite side was hit hard and embarrassed.

"So strong!"

“Is this the standard of a professional player?”

The junior high school students on the Japanese team were shocked.

but.

The German players were even more shocked than them, because it was already more than 20 rounds, and Becker couldn't even defeat the junior high school student.

"wrong."

At the front of the crowd, Q.P, with his arms folded in front of him, had a gleam in his eyes: "This is not a reserved light!"

"really."

Polk beside him also nodded and said, "The ordinary reserved light cannot be maintained for a long time. Moreover, neither the intensity nor the quality is this strong."

"so."

Swish!

The two top players of the German team looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Is this one of the three kinds of radiance?"

Q.P said subconsciously, and at the same time, the expression on his face changed subtly, and even his breathing became a little faster.

no way.

This gives him a one in three chance of success.

If this is indeed the power of light that he has yet to absorb, then the possibility of him taking the ultimate path to tennis is right in front of him!

Think of this.

Even with Q.P's personality, he still felt a little regretful. If he hadn't changed the roster for the warm-up match, he would be in the second warm-up match now, and he could personally test whether this was the kind of glorious power he needed.

Whoosh!

at this time.

Becker picked up speed again.

The extremely strong rotation was beyond Yuanshan's ability to react. He could only watch as the tennis ball flew past him.

"ended."

Some players from the German team clenched their fists.

After more than thirty rounds, Becker finally broke through the red-haired boy's defense.

and.

With the strong rotation of this shot, if nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely score.

hum!

but.

at this time.

A faint light appeared without warning, neither too much nor too little, neither too early nor too slow, in front of the tennis ball.

Boo!

Subsequently.

A ripple of faint light spread out.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the tennis ball containing Becker's super spin flew out lightly.

Snap.

Looking at the tennis ball falling in front of the net, the whole court became quiet again.

Chapter 409: Extreme Skills, Zhongdao is Forced into a Dead End

"15-0!"

a long time.

The referee just spoke.

Everyone came back to their senses, but their eyes were still full of disbelief when they looked at the young man with snow-white hair.

"Becker's ultimate move was actually resolved?"

Dudu was very surprised.

Because Reinhardt's goal is to defeat the German team, the team's players have been studying the specific level of the German team's players.

Among them, the person chosen by Dudu was Becker.

The No.3 player of the German team has extremely amazing skills. Among the high school students in Europe, he is second only to the captain of the Swiss team, Alexander Amadeus.

In Dudu's opinion, even if he were on the court, in the first encounter, it would be difficult for him to see through Becker's "Fox Smile", let alone resolve it on the spot.

"This person's skills are extraordinary."

Reinhardt next to him spoke, his eyes locked on Taneshima. With his sharp eyesight, he could still catch the faint light flashing on the surface of the opponent's racket when he hit the ball, even though he was dozens of meters away.

"Forehead."

Balentin, who was standing next to him, heard this and his eyes changed: "Isn't the Japanese team's lineup a little too strong?"

He was only in his first year of high school and had no experience in participating in the World Cup. In his impression, the Japanese team was not ranked high and was always outside the top 20.

But given the current situation, if you don’t know, you might think that the two guys with white hair and red hair are the players of the German team!

"This guy"

on the field.

Becker looked at Zhongdao with a fearful look on his face. Others might think that this short ball was played very well and very cleverly. But he clearly felt that when the opponent hit the ball, his rotation and skills were completely eliminated.

His intuition told him that the white-haired young man in front of him was very dangerous.

immediately.

Becker took a deep breath and his eyes became sharp.

call!

At this moment.

Yuanshan threw the tennis ball high into the air, and then with his amazing jumping power, he leaped into the air.

Then, under the shocked gazes of others, he swung his racket and smashed the tennis ball.

"Super million-ton fantasy luxury volcanic eruption ball!!!"

boom!

Accompanied by the voice of the young man.

The tennis ball fell down violently like a mountain.

"Well"

When Klaus saw this, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. He wanted to swing his racket to catch the ball, and actually made the corresponding movements.

but.

When he was halfway through swinging the racket, his body stiffened instinctively, and the racket in his hand froze.