The Holy Lord Of Tennis, Starting From Seriously Injuring Amadeus!

0213 Are the players sent by JapanU-17 just going through the motions? Bei Xiao: Your courage is stupid!

"boom--"

"The German U-17 team scores! The score is 30-0!"

"boom--

"The German U-17 team scores! The score is 400!"

"boom

"The German U-17 team scores! End of the game! Score 2-0! Change of serve!"

When the referee announced the end of the second game.

The players on both sides had different feelings about this game.

But everyone can see that Atobe Keigo and Tokugawa Kazuya are like a piece of loose sand.

Although Byōdōin Hōō and others felt that they could win this game from beginning to end.

However, the powerlessness and hardship of the two people is far more frustrating than losing the game directly.

As the head coach, Mifūne Nyudō San couldn't help but stand up, his face ashen.

In his eyes, his players play like this on the court.

It's simply an extremely embarrassing thing.

"According to the data analysis of the two games, Atobe Keigo's personal strength is less than 70%! This does not include his peak level after starting Asura Shinto!"

"Tokugawa Kazuya is also less than 65%!"

Mitsuya Akuto also looked at the calculated data on the computer screen at this time and spoke slowly.

His words made Mifūne Nyudō3 snort coldly: "These two guys... were completely disrupted by Polk! They even lost direction on how to play the game!"

Yukio Kurobe shook his head: "Head coach, you can't blame them! After all, the opponents in this game are Bei Xiao and Polk! It would be difficult for anyone else to do better than them. Got it!"

Saitō Itaru said leisurely: "Actually, don't worry too much! To say the least, both of them are players who started Asura Shinto! They just need time to overcome some things.

"The flaws in self-perception of strength, the aura of professional players, the psychological barriers that have been suppressed for a long time, and the shadow of frustration."

"If they can really take care of all these things as soon as they step onto the court, it will be impossible!"

"Professional players can't guarantee that they have a perfect mentality at all times, can they?"

Immediately.

The Japan U-17 players' bench also fell into silence.

3. Mifūne Nyudō San also knew that Saitō Itaru was only stating objective facts, and was not trying to put in a good word for Atobe Keigo and the other two.

In the auditorium.

Two games are over.

It's enough to make most viewers feel a little bored.

My eyesight is not able to detect the details.

In their eyes, this game was Polk's personal exhibition game.

Whether it was Atobe Keigo, a junior high school student, or Tokugawa Kazuya, a high school student, they couldn't get any advantage in almost two-on-one situations, and they were completely crushed.

"Really... Although I am a fan of Polk! But Japan U-17 clearly knew that Polk would play in the last game, so they sent out two players who were just going through the motions!"

"Hey! After all, it's not the main game, and there are many players on the Japan U-17 representative team! They will definitely not let Byōdōin Hōō, the main player, play!"

"Yes! Being able to win a spectator match from the German U-17 is already a good result! For the sake of the main match, they don't want to be studied by other opponents!"

"But this German U-17 junior high school student doesn't seem to have any outstanding performances! Is he hiding his strength? Although he also put some pressure on the second serve game, compared to Tezuka in the previous game Kunimitsu, it seems that there is still a lot to be desired, right?”

"Who knows! I hope there will be new changes in the next game! If it ends like this... the process is really disappointing!"

"That's right!"

The audience's comments were heard.

In the French U-17 team.

Camus and others had calm expressions, just waiting quietly for the start of the third game.

Prongs, on the other hand, looked at the "mediocre" Bei Xiao and said to himself: "I thought that the Holy Lord who is so highly regarded is so powerful!"

"Camus, do you really believe that this Bei Xiao can defeat South Korea's U-17 captain Park Jung Jung?"

"Polk is completely dominating the game now, and this Bei Xiao is completely serving as a foil for the game as a tool!"

"If he has a semi-world-class level, then this prince would think that he is much better than him!"

These words made Camus glance at him and did not respond to him.

His inner tolerance for the other party had reached its limit before.

If the French U-17 team hadn't been unable to find a new junior high school student to replace him, Camus wouldn't even want him to sit next to him.

When Pronce saw that Camus ignored him, he felt angry inside.

He knew that the other party must be dissatisfied with him.

But.

Regardless of his status as a prince, he is still a member of the French U-17 team!

Camus's attitude towards Bei Xiao made him very unhappy!

He has made up his mind at this moment, if there is a chance for him to meet Bei Xiao in the competition court......

He must let the whole world know that he is much better than his opponent in terms of strength and talent!!

In the competition court.

Tokugawa Kazuya is standing at the serve baseline position with a tennis ball in hand. The opponent he is facing is Bei Xiao!

Look at Bei Xiao completely ignoring her eyes.

He recalled in his mind that when the Hyotei Junior High School students entered the training camp, Bei Xiao learned about Oni Jujiro and the other three, but he did not mention this at all.

"Bei Xiao!!"

The ups and downs of emotions made him grit his teeth and speak in a low voice.

The racquet in his hand was also tightly grasped.

His sudden change of mood made Polk's eyes flash with curiosity. He looked at Atobe Keigo, who was facing him and frowned.

"This guy has a conflict with Bei Xiao?"

This question stunned Atobe Keigo, but he also responded: "Well, when the minister went to the training camp for the first time, Tokugawa Kazuya took the initiative to challenge the minister!"

"As a result, I was hit by a ball from the minister and almost couldn't continue playing tennis!"

"He came on stage... also for the minister!"

Polk nodded slightly, understanding what was going on.

While the two were talking.

Under the gaze of everyone present, Tokugawa Kazuya also began to exude a strange purple aura.

Asura Shinto!

Now he just wants his shots to make Bei Xiao feel his strength and determination to take revenge!

The appearance of Asura Shinto also cheered up the audience who began to complain that the game was boring.

"This is..…………"

"!?"

"What a guy!! I thought this Japan U-17 junior high school student didn't have much strength!! It seems like he hid his strength in the first two games!"

.........Please give me flowers...

"What is Hell Shinto?"

"The Shinto of Hell and the Light of Reserve are equally terrifying powers! Just like there are very few players who can turn on the Light of Reserve, there are also very few players who can open the door to hell!

"That's right! If the light of reserve represents a player's love, tenacity and talent! Then the Shinto of Hell represents a player's desire for victory!"

"Even if we make a deal with the devil from hell, we still have to win every game! This kind of power can be imagined!"

"I feel like Tokugawa Kazuya is targeting this junior high school student from Germany's U-17! Could it be that they have known each other before?"

"It's possible! But isn't he just a junior high school student? It feels like there is some deep hatred!"

Exclamations spread from many viewers in the auditorium.

As the target of Tokugawa Kazuya, Bei Xiao looked at the opponent without any expression.

From the moment Tokugawa Kazuya walks onto the court.

Although he was surprised that the other party dared to come on stage and stand opposite his court.

but.

He also predicted that the other party's target was himself.

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Asura Shinto…………

Just because of the dissatisfaction and desire for revenge in your heart...do you dare to challenge yourself again?

"Ahhhh!!"

"boom__"

When Tokugawa Kazuya waved his racquet, a phantom serve with the blessing of Asura Shinto suddenly crossed the court mid-air.

Ordinary spectators watching this game almost saw a flash of light in the blink of an eye.

In the eyes of Camus and others and Reinhardt.

This ball is relatively clear.

Although the skill of Symphony serve is special, it is not traceable.

However!

When Bei Xiao hit the ball with his bat, the sound sounded.

"boom--"

A light ball bounced back with a bang.

Although Atobe Keigo captured the trajectory of the ball, he was obviously confused. Make up defense in the frontcourt.

And for a while, he himself was not sure of the power to compete with this ball.

Tokugawa Kazuya in the backcourt didn't give up.

He quickly rushed towards the landing spot of the ball.

only.

"boom--"

The ball was indeed stopped by his racquet.

But the force with which Racquet hit the ball made him look ferocious.

"Go back!!"

"Give me...go back!!"

Tokugawa Kazuya, who was unable to find the sweet spot immediately, almost used all his strength to resist Bei Xiao's shot at this moment.

"Pa-ta--"

As half a second of stalemate passed, the sound of racquet falling to the ground sounded.

"boom!!"

Bei Xiao's ball also hit the wall behind the court directly, making a heart-stopping and terrifying sound.

Tokugawa Kazuya was not carried away by the ball, but the unwillingness on his face and the increasingly intense Asura Shinto on his body also made him feel more resentful.

"The German U-17 team scores! The score is 0-15!"

After the referee announced the score.

Bei Xiao stood at the receiving baseline and looked at Tokugawa Kazuya, and slowly said: "Is this your confidence to challenge me again..."

"Courage alone is nothing but folly!"

"It seems that when Mifūne Nyudō taught you, he only let you go through the process of getting out of hell, but he didn't tell you what you should do if you don't want to fall into hell anymore!"

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