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

The change of a single tennis style is not terrible.

But the style of play like Niou, which can constantly switch between different styles and create scoring opportunities, is the most dangerous.

For example, now.

After an extremely fast duel, Elvis's rhythm was disrupted by the sudden slowdown. It can be seen that the junior high school student named Niou Masaharu in front of him has a very special understanding of tennis.

What's more terrible is.

The different characters he changed into all used top-level skills. After this set of combos, even Rocky Elvis, who led the team to dominate the United States, was helpless.

Chi Chi! !

In a flash.

With the help of the phantom, Niou used the sharp Phoenix flash back to score directly.

"Game!"

"Japan team, 1-0, exchange positions!"

The end of the game.

The whole court was silent.

The players and fans of the American team all widened their eyes and looked at the silver-blue-haired boy who turned around and exchanged positions on the court in disbelief.

"His tennis is too scary, isn't it?"

In the US team.

Balentin's face was full of disbelief: "Since just now, he has changed no less than five tennis styles."

"Yeah."

The black man Obondu nodded heavily: "And, what's even more incredible is that everyone's tennis he interprets is very good."

This is a very exaggerated thing.

If it were Obondu himself, he would never be able to do this.

"He is good at every style and has reached the top level. This means that he himself has no shortcomings."

Reinhardt also said: "In this case, it is unlikely that Rocky wants to turn the situation around."

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Sure enough.

As Reinhardt said, in the next duel, Elvis was completely suppressed by Nioh. Although his [Son of the Sun] state is indeed very brave, it can't resist Nioh's changeable style at all.

After several duels.

Although the strongest junior high school student of the US team also scored a few goals, he was still suppressed by Nioh overall.

Bang!

"game!"

"Japan, 2-0!"

Bang!

"game!"

"Japan, 3-0, swap positions!"

Bang!

"game!"

"Japan, 4-0!"

Bang!

"game!"

"Japan, 5-0, swap positions!"

In the blink of an eye, Nioh won five games in a row. During the duel, Elvis was not just being beaten, and he also had some good counterattacks like a nerve knife.

But that was only a few, and he could never tie Nioh in the score of a single game. The final result was that it seemed that the two of them played back and forth, but the American team did not win a single game.

Such a situation.

Immediately, the audience who supported the American team at the scene fell to the bottom of their mood.

"Sixth game."

On the high chair, the referee looked at the baseline, Nioh holding a tennis ball, and said: "Japan's Nioh serves, one game is over!"

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

However, after Niou at the baseline tapped the tennis ball gently, his eyes fixed. Then, he threw the tennis ball high up, and at the same time, his body leaned back greatly.

It was at this moment.

His figure changed again, and he became a handsome boy wearing a gray-white short-sleeved shirt and purple-gray hair.

"Tang-Huai-Ser-Serve!"

Bang!

As the phantom hit the tennis ball, the audience on the side of the Japanese team, Hiyoshi and Feng, who were members of Hyotei, blurted out subconsciously: "It's Minister Atobe's [Tang-Huai-Ser-Serve]!!!"

"This serve."

In front of the net.

Elvis, who was the forward, had his eyes trembled.

The serve was very fast, but what shocked him even more was that after the tennis ball landed, it did not bounce normally. Instead, it slid irregularly along the ground.

"Gulp!"

For a moment, the strongest junior high school student of the American team couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Too strong!

This guy who kept changing roles seemed to have no limits. There are so many masters, and picking one of them alone is enough to make him drink a pot.

To some extent.

Even if Elvis doesn't want to admit it, he has already lost this game.

"Nice serve."

But at this time.

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Swish!

Then, everyone saw a figure suddenly flashing at the baseline on the American team's side. His racket quickly passed by, and slammed against the ground, and with a bang, he hit the irregular serve back.

"Unfortunately, the technique is still a little lacking."

The young man, the vice-captain of the American team, Alan Hopkins, the real core of this doubles 2, said.

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell.

His serve directly penetrated Niou's crotch. Like threading a needle, it was accurately pressed on the baseline and ejected.

"0-15!"

"Hmm."

Being instantly defeated by the opponent's serve, Niou's movements were inevitably a little stiff. He turned his gaze to the other person, but only saw Hopkins smile slightly and nodded at him.

"That feeling just now"

Ryoou's heart sank.

Even though he knew that the other high school students were very strong. But he still didn't expect that he couldn't even connect the ball.

Just now.

He clearly felt a coldness in his crotch, and he couldn't even see the shadow of the ball clearly, so his opponent scored a point.

"Finally took action."

At this time, seeing the American team, Valentin and Obandu breathed a sigh of relief. The former laughed and said: "As soon as Alan takes action, this game has lost its meaning."

"Um."

Obondu nodded with deep approval and said: "Once he becomes serious, no one except Reinhard can stop the scalpel in his hand."

Bang!

The game continues.

Nioh hit the tennis ball out, and Elvis, who saw his boss taking action, also cheered up and hit the tennis ball back.

Buzz!

At this time.

Nioh Phantom took on the image of Tezuka and immediately used extremely superb spinning skills.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball flew out.

It flew toward the baseline with great precision. In response, Hopkins laughed: "Is that a special field rotation?"

After seeing through the trajectory of the tennis ball, he quickly moved over. After catching up with the tennis ball, Hopkins raised his racket with a smile on his lips: "It is indeed a very superb technique, but unfortunately, it is meaningless to me."

Bang!

Immediately.

Then he saw him swipe the tennis ball away.

The speed was very fast, almost falling close to the sideline, and then ejected.

"it's useless!"

Seeing this, Kirihara, Momojo and others in the stands couldn't help but laugh: "Tezuka-senpai (buch)'s skills are not so easy to crack."

Snap.

However.

Surprisingly, the tennis ball was not sucked away like before. Instead, it ejected straight away and rolled to the ground.

"0-30!"

"Why?"

Qian frowned.

Logically speaking, Tezuka of Nioh Phantom cannot be cracked so easily even if the [Field] he created does not reach the top level.

What's more, he didn't see Hopkins perform a reverse spin. The opponent simply struck out with one blow, without any extra fancy moves.

"That's what he's capable of. Tennis scalpel!"

At this time, Mitsuya next to him said in a deep voice: "Alan Hopkins, the vice-captain of the U.S. team, has very good tennis skills. And the most terrifying thing about him is that he has amazing insight and the ability to crack Special abilities for all skills!”

"Crack all the skills?"

"Really or not?"

After hearing Mitsuya's explanation, several people nearby raised their heads in disbelief and looked at the calm-looking blond young man on the court.

"Yeah, that's his style of tennis."

Mitsugu nodded and said: "He comes from a medical family and has extraordinary medical talents. He has been exposed to scalpels since he was a child, and he also has amazing talents in clinical aspects."

"There was a record."

Speaking of this, his expression became serious: "Hopkins cracked all the opponents' tricks in a tournament. Everyone who played against him recalled after the game that they were shocked by his terrifying skills. "

"A secret trick to crack everyone?"

Fuji, Renzu narrowed his eyes.

They are also geniuses in the technical field, and they are also very capable of showing off tricks at a glance. But if they are allowed to crack all the opponents' tricks in one game, it is simply impossible.

This requires not only a genius-like mind, but also extraordinary insight.

"I can tell."

At this time, Atobe, who frowned slightly, said: "This person should have seen through the weakness of the opponent's trick in an instant, and then thought of a way to break it."

"But... how on earth did he do it?"

Everyone frowned.

Hopkins' ability is really scary. If there is really no unique trick that can prevent him from cracking it, then it would be too exaggerated.

"Everyone understands the ball differently."

At this time, Ishikawa, who was in the center of the crowd, suddenly said: "In our eyes, this is a tennis match. But in the eyes of the opponent, maybe this is just a clinical surgery?"

tennis?

Operation?

Hearing this, many people's pupils shrank quietly.

Especially Sanada, his kendo ability has always been stuck at the national level. Further up, it is difficult to improve. Sanada originally thought that it was no longer a level that junior high school students could touch.

However, the appearance of Ishikawa broke his suspicion.

Subsequently, Sanada accumulated experience bit by bit in countless matches with the opponent. Comparing the two, Sanada came to a conclusion. He himself used his kendo abilities in tennis.

But Ishikawa was different. The opponent had already reached the point where he treated the tennis match as a kendo duel.

therefore.

The same swing angle, even if the strength and technique are the same. But the energy and spirit contained in it are completely different. The effect of the explosion is even more disparate.

If we say that the guy opposite named Hopkins has treated tennis like surgery. Each of his opponents is a patient he is dealing with. Niou and the opponent are no longer on the same level.

Bang!

At this time.

Nioh strikes again.

This time, he used Sanada's advanced trick, which was full of scorching heat, like the [Invasion Like Flame] of raging fire!

"The momentum is good."

Seeing the ball, Hopkins showed a faint smile: "But unfortunately, the weakest part of tennis has been seen through by me."

Uh-huh!

Immediately.

He raised his hand and swung the racket, not very fast, and made perfect contact with the tennis ball. Like a steel needle popping a balloon, most of Nioh's powerful force was released instantly.

Bang!

Subsequently.

A pale yellow light bloomed, and the tennis ball passed between Niou's legs again.

"0-40!"

"hiss"

Seeing Hopkins easily scoring points from Nioh, the eyes of everyone in the Japanese team suddenly became solemn.

"Ohhhhh!!!"

on the contrary.

The US team representatives and fans, who had been holding back their anger before, suddenly cheered excitedly.

In their view, this should be the strength of the American team. Once Hopkins takes action, it means that the victory of this game is locked.

"Is this man really using the tennis court as an operating table?"

Niou narrowed his eyes.

He didn't see clearly how the other party acted, but all the unique tricks he used were cracked by the other party one by one.

This gave him a deep sense of powerlessness.

Snap!

Just then.

His back was slapped by the racket. Nioh came back to his senses and turned his head to see a round face smiling at him: "Don't think too much, Nioh-kun. Play your tennis seriously and leave the rest to me." Just give it to me.”

"Irie-senpai."

Only then did Niou come to his senses.

He was not alone in this duel. Moreover, this doubles match is, to a certain extent, a duel between soldiers and generals.

He had already defeated the opponent's junior high school student, so there was no need to compete with the opponent's high school student.

Bang!

Think of this.

Nioh, who had a clear idea, hit the tennis ball again.

"Huh?"

Hopkins, who was playing the forward role, felt the sharpness of the tennis ball leaping over him again. He couldn't help but take a deep look at the bespectacled young man on the other side who was also the forward: "I thought that the Japanese team would send Byodoin Phoenix Or Oni Jujiro, no matter how bad he is, he is Shuji Tanejima, but I didn’t expect him to be an unknown person.”

"Then let me see what you are capable of."

Thoughts turned.

A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the vice-captain of the US team. Immediately, he used an extremely fast swing to accurately hit the weak spot of the opponent's tennis ball.

Ship!

The tennis ball shot back, fast and urgent.

Buzz!

but.

It was supposed to be a goal that could be scored directly, but it was suddenly captured by an afterimage that exuded a dark luster.

Bo!

immediately.

It's like a pebble falling into the water, causing ripples.

Under the gaze of Hopkins' retracted pupils, the tennis ball landed lightly on the ground at an even more astonishing speed than [Lin] and [Zero].

"15-40!"

The referee on the high chair spoke.

Hopkins' eyes were firmly fixed on the round-faced young man wearing glasses opposite him: "This guy actually mastered Shuji Tanejima's "Killing Mu?!"