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

"USA!"

"USA!"

"USA!"

When Hopkins powerfully suppressed Rui Jiang and won the eleventh game, the audience in the stands immediately became excited.

Especially when they saw the opponent's player vomiting blood at the moment and looking extremely embarrassed, many people felt very relieved.

How did public opinion spread before the game started?

What a big5 level team.

What Team USA will never win.

The strength of both sides is not at the same level at all.

As a result, Hopkins has now used his strength to prove that these are just words of boasting from the outside world. The strength of their American team is enough to suppress the Japanese team, which is ranked 20th.

This is the hard fact!

Rui Jiang, who was vomiting blood, was more like a manifestation of the fierce collision after the will of both parties materialized. Although some people sympathized with this, more people were inspired by the memory of advocating violence and blood in their blood, and they were extremely excited.

"snort!"

On the edge of the court, Rocky Elvis, who was reduced to a spectator, also sneered: "I thought what would happen. In the end, he was suppressed by the vice-captain and had no power to fight back. It's really ridiculous!"

"Hmm."

Hopkins narrowed his eyes.

Although he has a very forthright personality, he is a doctor after all. Taking advantage of an opponent's weakness and severely injuring him or her is against a doctor's professional ethics.

but.

When his eyes touched the fans of Team USA and the expectant players outside the stadium, the last trace of pity in his heart was completely wiped away.

"Enter the river and play more."

Hopkins looked at the young man opposite who was swaying and wanted to bend down to pick up the tennis ball and serve. He said solemnly: "I advise you to give up. If this continues, it will cause irreversible damage to your body." as a result of."

As soon as this statement came out.

Many players from the Japanese team changed their expressions.

"really."

Mitsuya also said solemnly: "The carrying capacity of the human body has its limit. Once it exceeds that threshold, the body's self-repair ability, even professional instruments and equipment, may not be able to return to its original state."

"Irie-senpai."

Renzu, Fuji and others looked worried.

They could understand Irie's current state. What the other party shouldered was more than just their own victory or defeat. Once on this stage, what he represents is the team and country behind him, which does not allow him to retreat at all.

but.

Irie himself is a physically weak player. Once the situation worsens, it may have irreparable consequences.

For a while.

No one knew what to say.

"that guy"

Atobe was also a little moved.

Although in his heart, he always wanted to fight with the opponent to wash away the shame of his last game.

but.

Seeing Irie in such miserable condition, he felt a little unbearable. For him, in the current situation, it would be better to persuade Jiang to abstain.

After all, the Japanese team's lineup is completely incomparable to the American team. To put it too much, even if they lose both doubles matches, they will never lose with those three in singles.

Think of this.

Atobe subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Mifune in the coach's position, only to find that he was leaning on the bench with his head tilted back, looking like he was about to fall asleep while yawning.

"Forehead"

Atobe was stunned.

He never expected that the head coach would behave like this in such a critical situation. From Atobe's point of view, this would be too derelict of duty.

but.

When he turned his eyes to the side again, the black-haired boy who was the captain of the team, he found that he looked calm. Not only Ishikawa, but also the Byodoin, Oni, Duke, and Taneshima and others next to him were all in a calm state.

It seems that the critical situation on the court does not exist. .

"Can you say"

Suddenly.

As if he thought of something, Atobe turned around suddenly, his eyes locked on the swaying body of Irie, who looked like he was about to fall to the ground at any time.

No matter how you look at it, the opponent seems to have reached his limit and can hardly hold on.

"No, that's not right!"

The next moment.

In Atobe's mind, however, the terror he felt when he faced off with Irie emerged. At that time, I had naively believed that he had suppressed his opponent.

"This guy!!!"

Immediately.

Atobe's eyes turned to the pool of blood on the court, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Give up?"

At this time, Irie, who was holding the tennis ball, raised his head with great difficulty, and a look of determination appeared on his pale face: "I said, I promised Niou-kun, I will never give up on this game. of."

"Hmm."

Hopkins' eyes darkened.

"What a stubborn guy."

Elvis couldn't help but shake his head, but just when he was about to complain, he suddenly noticed that the silver-blue haired guy in front of Irie had a visibly twitching face.

"What's going on?"

Elvis was sure he was right.

The expression on the other party's face was obviously unbearable. And being moved by the firm belief of the predecessors are completely different things.

"Forehead"

Hopkins noticed, too. There was obvious hesitation on his face. Immediately, he looked at Irie holding the tennis ball carefully and asked, "What on earth are you doing?"

"ha?"

Locked by that sharp scalpel-like gaze, Irie's emotions that had finally been brewing were momentarily stunned. The result was that the entire section collapsed.

"Have you been seen through?"

Irie scratched his head helplessly, then touched his nose with his right hand, and said with a slightly embarrassed smile: "I originally thought of making some changes for the last goal. I didn't expect that it would be discovered so early. I have to say, You are worthy of being called a tennis doctor!”

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Upon hearing this, Hopkins's face suddenly darkened.

The other players on the American team also looked at each other. Everyone was confused by this sudden change.

Balentin looked confused: "What exactly happened?"

"Alain was deceived."

Reinhardt narrowed his eyes and said: "The opponent is a master who is good at using dialogue and emotional exaggeration to change the rhythm of the game."

"W-what do you mean?"

Balentin was still confused.

He still couldn't figure it out, because didn't the guy with glasses just vomit blood? Why are you acting like a normal person now?

"To be precise, the other party deliberately hid their strength."

Reinhardt continued to explain: "He pretended that Alan had discovered his weakness and put on a show. The purpose was probably to reverse the situation at the last moment and shock the opponent."

"Master your emotions. I understand."

Obondu nodded: "The opponent's goal has been achieved. Alan should have solved the game in one go, but our momentum has obviously weakened."

A tennis match, to some extent, is also a battle of will and mental strength. Some players who are prone to being easily influenced can easily be led by others.

but.

There are very few people who can influence others emotionally and change situations, and the requirements for their abilities are extremely strict. Therefore, there are very few players of this type.

"I understand everything."

Balentin frowned and said, "But why does this guy think that Alan will be affected by him?"

"That's right."

Oubandu also laughed: "The basic quality of a top doctor is to be able to eliminate external interference and concentrate on his own 'surgery'!"

"That's right."

Reinhard nodded: "This so-called influence is negligible to Alan. The opponent's plan has basically failed."

A master who masters emotional changes will be unable to change the situation of the game. All the previous efforts and preparations have no meaning.

According to Reinhardt.

If the opponent takes action when they have an absolute advantage in the score and competes head-on with Hopkins, the possibility of winning the first set is very high.

But it's a pity.

The other party didn't know why, but deliberately gave up the advantages he had accumulated in the past. Such an approach is undoubtedly very stupid.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

This time.

Irie was seen standing at the baseline, gently tapping the tennis ball. His movements were neither fast nor slow, he just tried the feel of it briefly before holding it in his hand.

"Your Excellency, pay attention. I will be serious about the next game."

"Seriously? That couldn't be better."

Hopkins sneered and said: "I also want to know how good you are when you take it seriously."

At this time, he completely regarded the young man in front of him as a clown. There was no point in treating the opponent as a strong enemy because of Reinhardt's instructions before the game.

call!

At this time.

I saw Irujiang throwing the tennis ball up.

Then, he half-jumped up with a smile on his face and quickly slammed down the racket.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound.

The tennis ball turned into a stream of light, penetrated the blocking net, and accurately hit the service line in front of Hopkins.

"The accuracy of the serve is good, but it's a pity. It's too mediocre!"

Hopkins narrowed his eyes. The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, he caught the best opportunity to return the ball and swung the racket decisively.

"Let me teach you what real tennis is!"

Buzz!

However.

Just when his racket was about to hit the tennis ball, Hopkins looked startled. Because the tennis ball, like a drop of ink, dripped into the water in front of him.

In an instant.

The place where he stood was completely blackened, and any trace of the tennis ball was completely gone.

Snap.

When Hopkins came to his senses, he heard the sound of a tennis ball beating behind him.

"15-0!"

The referee spoke.

The spectators around the stadium suddenly looked at the vice-captain of the American team with a strange look.

"That was just now."

Hopkins narrowed his eyes.

Just at that moment, his eyes and ears lost track of the tennis ball. The tennis ball that was still in his sight just a second ago disappeared.

"My eyes deceived my brain?"

Hopkins' eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole aura suddenly became fierce.

He was serious.

He regained his previous momentum and tried to really see Irie's serve clearly.

Bang!

but.

He played forward on the second goal and could only see the tennis ball flying past him. The entire trajectory was also very clear, but after the tennis ball hit the ground, there was no sound of hitting the ball behind him.

"30-0!"

"Loki."

Hopkins turned around and looked at his junior high school student: "What did you see just now?"

"I"

Elvis opened his mouth, looking very embarrassed. Just now, he thought that the opponent's player was just a waste, neither good nor useful.

result.

The slap in the face came so quickly that he didn't know what to say.

"that."

However, under Hopkins' sharp gaze, he still said it: "I can see the trajectory of the tennis ball, but I'm sorry, vice-captain, I don't have the ability to hit it back."

"See?"

Elvis's words shook Hopkins slightly.

This was completely different from the situation he had just encountered. The feeling of being deceived by his eyes and ears did not appear.

"I see."

Hopkins patted the opponent on the shoulder: "Leave the rest of the game to me, you can just handle some simple balls."

"Okay, okay."

Elvis also didn't expect that the vice-captain, who was always resolute and resolute, would have such a gentle side.

immediately.

The game continues.

Bang!

Irie serves again.

Hopkins tensed his nerves and concentrated on observing the trajectory of the tennis ball, trying to see clearly every detail change in the tennis ball.

ticking

Can be followed.

The strange situation just now occurred again.

The tennis ball sank into the service line in front of him and disappeared completely. But Hopkins was obviously prepared. His momentum exploded and reached its peak in an instant.

Whoosh!

Immediately.

The tennis ball that disappeared appeared in front of him again. Hopkins immediately swung the racket over and hit the tennis ball with a bang.

"This feeling."

But after returning the ball, his face suddenly became stunned. Because I didn’t feel the strong impact I expected at all.

on the contrary.

The ball was soft, as if he had hit a cotton ball.

Bang!

Can be followed.

The tennis ball played by Irie seemed to be light and airy, but the moment Hopkins returned the ball, he felt an extremely strong impact.

"Ugh!"

Immediately.

The face of this player, known as the ‘tennis doctor’, became very solemn. At this time, he actually had an extremely weird illusion in which reality and virtuality were reversed.

This game seemed like a dream for him.

The ball played by the opponent may be light or heavy, but the visual and auditory information is completely different from the tactile feedback. He had only experienced this kind of confusion of the five senses in his dreams.

"Do you think this is a dream?"

Just started.

Hopkins can still stick to his heart.

But as the game continued, the unreal feeling became stronger. He was even a little dizzy, and his eyes were covered with a hazy atmosphere, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

Bang!

but.

Hopkins is second only to Reinhardt on the team. He himself is also close to a professional level player. He steeled himself, gritted his teeth to calm down, and then violently whipped the tennis ball over.

puff!

The tennis ball disappeared into the smoke screen caused by the fierce duel between the two.

"Whether it's reality or a dream, I will never lose!"

Hopkins' strong will actually allowed him to completely get rid of the illusory changes that made him mentally confused. For a moment, his five senses returned to their original state.

Whoosh!

But the next moment.

Under Hopkins' shocked eyes, a huge tennis ball tore through the smoke screen and appeared opposite him without any warning.

at the same time.

Behind the smoke screen, a huge figure hidden in the darkness emerged, with only a vague outline and scarlet eyes like lanterns.

Buzz!

In an instant.

As if the mental fluctuations reached a certain frequency, a strong roaring sound exploded in Hopkins' mind. The strange picture in front of him became distorted again.

at the same time.

A strange, nightmare-like voice sounded:

"Your Excellency Doctor."

"Do you really distinguish between reality and dreams?!"