The Legend of Net King

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Whew!

Bang!

Call~

Bang - bang!

Bang!

Under the gaze of everyone, the doubles match has begun,

On the court, the sound of swinging rackets and batting balls continued to sound, and tennis balls shuttled back and forth on both sides.

The two players did not give in to each other, and the game seemed to be evenly matched at the beginning!

......

Boom!

Mutsu Yuma kicked the ground with his feet, and his body immediately appeared on the side of the tennis ball.

"These two guys, it's really difficult..."

Looking at the attacking tennis ball, Yuma said in the depths of his heart.

Unlike the Italian players or Czech high school students who have played against each other before,

The Swiss duo put a bit of pressure on the Mutsu brothers...

The tennis ball was already in front of him, and Mitsunoku Yuma looked at the gap in the opposite court, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Swish!

Call!

Swinging the racket violently,

"Bang-"

Shout!

The tennis ball made a sharp cracking sound, like an arrow off the string, and smashed in an arc in the air and smashed into the Swiss half.

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"Did you score?"

“......"

People watched the tennis ball fly towards the Swiss team, their eyes widened, and they all spoke.

——

Boom!

The tennis ball smashed to the ground and flew quickly out of bounds,

But before it could fly far, a dark red tennis racket intercepted in front of it.

"Bang~"

The tennis ball slammed into the racket hard, making a grinding sound as if trying to break through the bondage, but alas... Still firmly caught.

"Sure enough, you can't break through the defense of these two people at all!"

Seeing that the tennis ball was caught by the Swiss player who arrived, Michinoku Yuma's expression froze, and he said secretly in his heart.

Their previous attacks were easily defused by these two people!

opposite side

The Swiss high school student who felt the power in his hand - Pietranbill, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc,

A bright light flashed in his eyes under the mirror, and he saw his arm flung forward,

Call! Swing the racket hard,

Bang –

The tennis ball "swished" and was hit back.

......

The Japanese team was not careless, and the moment Pietranbier swung his racket, Mutsu immediately ran leisurely.

Wow!

Move quickly towards the predicted drop point of the tennis ball.

At the same time, his mind was concentrated, his eyes were straight at the tennis ball flying back, and he was ready to catch the ball with his racket.

Just as he watched the trajectory of the tennis ball closely,

"This is..."

"Not good!"

His brows suddenly furrowed, and he cursed in his heart,

Boom!

Kick the ground hard under your feet, turn your body and run towards the net,

"Oh, I see..."

On the other side, the Swiss team peculiarly looked at the movements of the Japanese team Mutsu and said with a chuckle,

"It's a pity, it's too late..."

At the moment when his voice fell,

Peng!

The tennis ball was about to skim the net like a streamer, but it happened to hit the edge of the net.

It turned out to be a tennis ball!!

"Awesome!"

Looking at this exquisite touch tennis, Tristan Bart of the French team lit up his eyes and said softly.

Touching the tennis ball itself is not difficult for such a player, and it will not cause shock,

But in such a quick duel, the timing of the choice is just right, and at the same time, the angle of hitting the ball is so subtle.

The Swiss players seem to be starting to show their edge...

......

The tennis ball jumped over the net and fell towards the court of the Japanese team.

The trajectory judged before was all wrong,

Mutsu was running towards the net, but...

Boom!

Knock knock... Knock knock...

The tennis ball quickly fell to the ground and jumped.

The referee looked at this scene and immediately opened his mouth to announce:

"Switzerland scored, 0-15!"

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On the pitch, Pittranbill... This Swiss tennis player, who is praised as a multi-talented player, looks at the members of the Japanese team opposite,

Raised his hand and pushed the square-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a smile appeared on his polite face,

With a chuckle in his mouth, he said, "I think now... The warm-up should be over! "

His words reached the ears of the Mutsu brothers, making Michinoku Yuma and Mitsunoku Yuho feel their hearts sink and feel that the oppressive force coming from the other side is even greater!

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Bang!

The game continued, and this time the Mutsu brothers did not dare to relax at all, clenching the rackets in their hands and watching every move on the other side with their eyes like torches.

——

Bang!

Bang - bang!

The sound of hitting the ball kept coming, and the Mutsu brothers ran back and forth quickly, and the two sides launched a new round of competition.

However, the audience can clearly feel that the lost goal seems to have opened a valve, and the pace of the game has accelerated.

Switzerland is gradually on the offensive!

Bang!

"Switzerland scores, 0-30!"

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Sou!

Boom!

Tennis is like a streamer, under the gaze of everyone... Drawing a graceful arc over the court, bypassing the defense of the Mutsu brothers and smashing on the bottom line of the court.

The score is 0-40!

......

Tennis strikes quickly,

Boom!

Michinoku Yuma kicked the ground hard, saved, stretched out his racket to intercept,

But it was still a step too late, and the tennis ball flew right past the front of his racket.

"The Swiss team won this game, the score was 0-1!"

The referee's voice resounded throughout the audience.

The Swiss team broke Japan's serve first and wrote the score at 0-1!

In just a few minutes, the situation changed dramatically, from the beginning of the first ball was evenly matched, back and forth, but suddenly it took a sharp turn, and the Mutsu brothers conceded three goals in a row...

The audience who watched all this happen was stunned, and they didn't seem to expect it...

"Well... It's amazing..."

"That's what Switzerland is all about!"

“......"

On the side of the pitch, Swiss star Amadeus' expression was still very flat, and his eyes were quietly watching this scene.

And opposite, the area of the Japanese team,

"These two guys from the Swiss team are also very unusual!"

Atsukyo Tono's brows furrowed, and he spoke.

Although the personal strength of the Mutsu brothers is not as good as his, the level of doubles in Japan U17, no, it should have a certain status in the Japanese U17 army!

But now he was the first to be broken by his opponent...

"Pietranbill!"

At this time, Jing Zhiguang suddenly spoke.

"What?"

The other high school students looked at it and didn't seem to understand what it meant.

Kimishima Ikuto pushed his glasses and said, "I think Jing Zhi should be talking about the high school student of the Swiss team who performed outstandingly... Pittranbill! "

"Who is he? It's amazing..."

The corners of Tono Atsukyo's mouth hooked up with a "gloomy and compassionate" smile and asked.

"I heard... He is the treasure of the Swiss tennis world, a talented player with a lot of talents, and he is very strong! "

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When the thoughts of the high school students of the Japanese team are confused,

On the pitch,

"Whew... Whew..."

Mitsunoku Yuma gasped lightly and wiped the dust on his face with his right hand, it was a pity that the hard save just now had been missed.

"That's strong!"

Looking at the two people opposite, Yuma didn't want to admit it, but he had to sigh... Although it was only one game, it could be seen that the opponent was superior to them in terms of speed, power, movement, timing of the shot, and angle of attack.

The Swiss duo seems to be above them in individual strength!

Perhaps the only advantage of the Japanese team is that their brothers' tacit understanding is higher than that of the opposite side!

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Gently stroking the tennis racket, Pete looked at the Mutsu brothers and smiled and said, "Come on, let's see... How amazing the mystery of doubles is! "

There was a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes, and he really wanted to see for himself what a doubles player could only dream of – the same tune!!

The Mutsu brothers calmed down their inner turmoil,

Standing up straight and glancing at each other, they could understand each other's thoughts without words,

"That's it!"

"There's no other possibility... Only all-or-nothing ... Let's give it a go! "

In the face of such a dilemma,

They only seem to be able to expect... The same tone can turn defeat into victory...

This is the last thing the Japanese team will rely on!!