Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Sorry everyone, I still lost in the end!"

Toyama Kintaro said to everyone carelessly, and there was a hint of apology in his bright smile.

"Really, if you can smile so brightly even when you lose, I'm afraid there's no one else but you, Kintaro!"

Xiu joked with a smile.

"Hey, am I so powerful?!"

"I didn't mean to compliment you, okay?"

Xiu shook his head helplessly, and then put a towel on Kintaro Toyama's head angrily.

"We are feeling a lot of pressure now because of your relationship. Please be more sincere, kid."

"Yeah."

Toyama Kintaro wiped the sweat from the top of his head with a towel, and the smile on his face did not diminish by half.

"Because I was really happy."

"I hope you and Keith can also meet such interesting opponents."

Xiu's eyes flashed, looking at Kintaro Toyama's pure and joyful eyes, his heart moved slightly, but his face looked like he had been defeated by Kintaro Toyama, and he said helplessly.

"Yes, yes, then you wish us good luck."

"Of course!"

Keith stood aside, looking at Xiu's worried face, he chuckled and teased: "How is it, do you get a sense of accomplishment from Kintaro?"

"Not at all!"

Xiu said full of resentment: "That kid doesn't seem to realize how critical the situation we are playing now is."

The current big score is 2 to 1, and the British team is lagging behind. If Keith and Xiu also lose this game, then Hikari Jinguji won't have to play.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid Kintaro has forgotten this matter."

Xiu agreed very much with Keith's words, and said with envy and speechlessness at the same time: "Sometimes I really hope that I can be like that kid and enjoy tennis so purely."

"Well, I really enjoy fighting alongside you, Xiu."

Ok?

The unexpected words made Xiu's eyes flash, he raised his head and met Keith's gentle gaze, and a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

"Ah, me too."

"Then, let's go and get the victory back together!"

"Of course!"

The two of them had firm eyes, and with the will to win, they lightly bumped their fists, one on the left and the other on the right.

Bismarck, who had a panoramic view of the two people's movements, saw this scene and couldn't help but look at Seyfried with a straight face and joked: "The other side seems to have a better understanding than us, should we do the same?" Let’s do it like that.”

"Hmph, we don't need to do these fancy things."

As he spoke, the fighting spirit in Seyfried's eyes was surging, and his whole body exuded an aura of sharp edge and overwhelming momentum.

He stared straight at Keith and Xiu with sharp eyes, like an archer in the dark, with a bow that was stretched into a full moon, and a sharp arrow that could kill with one blow.

The looming crisis makes people tremble and worry.

Bismarck saw Seyfried's state and smiled calmly.

Although he does envy the other party for having a good partner who can cooperate with each other, fortunately, this time his partner also allows him to worry less.

Bismarck is not demanding, Seyfried can be more mature, let himself worry less, and then...

A faint edge flickered in Bismarck's eyes, and the faint smile on his lips made it even more unfathomable.

Get the win!

The victory in the last game of my high school days!

As soon as Keith and Xiu stepped onto the court, they felt the high and fiery fighting spirit of Seyfried and Bismarck.

The terrifying pressure made their whole bodies tense, and they instantly and subconsciously entered a state of preparation for war.

Faced with the cold gazes of the two men, Keith and Xiu looked at them not to be outdone, showing determination and courage that they were bound to win.

For a moment, the entire stadium seemed to be filled with violent lightning and flames.

"The doubles match between the German team and the British team starts now, with the British team serving first."

After getting the right to serve, Keith, who was standing on the baseline, and Xiu, who was in front of the net, exchanged glances. The silent exchange made the two understand each other's feelings instantly.

Keith flicked his wrist and threw the tennis ball into the air!

Staring at the tennis ball in the air, Keith's eyes flashed suddenly, and the mysterious blue light flashed away!

In a trance, a rotating disc appeared behind Keith, rotating at high speed. In the holes of the disc, there were air cannonballs that were compressed to the point of being indestructible.

"Oh!"

Just like the starting gun is fired, there is always more than one person who breaks out of the starting point.

"Whoosh-"

The sharp whistling sound makes people's scalp numb and at the same time gives people the illusion of inescapability.

Seyfried stared at the flying tennis ball solemnly. Although there was only one tennis ball visible to the naked eye, Seyfried keenly observed that there were large and small air fluctuations around the tennis ball.

The tennis ball is surrounded by stars like stars holding the moon.

A tennis ball, but it is as powerful as facing thousands of troops.

Everyone in the German team stared at each other. This move had already been used by Keith and Xiu when they faced the French team.

"He's a little more proficient at this move than his teammates."

QP, who was as precise as a machine, instantly discovered the subtle differences in Keith and Xiu's movement of this move.

If it is a cultivator, the momentum will be weaker and it will not be able to fight the oppression of thousands of troops.

Seyfried also found it very difficult to face this serve.

"Hmph! Let me call you back!"

Although he is the smallest and weakest member of the German team in terms of age and size, he is full of recklessness and is the most reckless and crazy one among the German team members.

Without any tactics or countermeasures at all, Seyfried moved forward bravely and met Keith's serve head-on.

Looking at Seyfried's movements, Keith's eyes darkened, cold and unmoved.

"call!"

Just halfway through the swing of the racket, Seyfried's movements were inexplicably stagnant, and it felt like the racket hit a ball of heavy air.

The timing was perfect, exactly when Seyfried planned to exert his strength.

It's like an athlete preparing to start a race hears a misfired command gun, and all his strength cannot be released. It is uncomfortable to hold it back in the body.

"Oh!"

Seyfried gritted his teeth secretly, looked piercingly, and forced himself to take a breath to fight back, but then a series of air cannons hit his racket.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As if hitting a wall, the feeling of having nowhere to exert his strength made Seyfried extremely uncomfortable. The muscles in his arms were tense and bulging, his center of gravity sank, and his feet were nailed to the ground.

The whole action seems to take a long time, but in fact it only happens in the blink of an eye.

And the orange tennis ball finally arrived belatedly.

"Oh!"