Net King Returns to the First Generation

Chapter 118 Chapter 1 Singles

"another one?"

Atobe's Tannhauser uses the combination of body and arm to achieve the purpose of strengthening the rotation. Tezuka's zero-style serve is more about the delicate rotation between the arm and wrist and the racket. The latter is somewhat different, with more racquet angle and friction.

The focus and technical requirements of these three kinds of serving skills are completely different, but no matter what kind of serve, it is right that you can't bounce.

And Nioh is now using...

"Is this the blond player's serve?" Mike's eyes widened.

"No, no, the action is different." Billy frowned.

"But the trajectory of the ball..."

The tennis ball that crossed the China Open landed quickly after passing the net, and slipped out of the court in a straight line.

Indeed, it was a very similar trajectory to Atobe's Tannhauser's serve.

But that action...

"Flying swallows return to the nest?" Atobu raised his eyebrows, "No two?"

"Hehe, it's very interesting." Is it another kind of serve that doesn't bounce? No wonder Sanada said that when he saw Atobe's serve.In addition to the serve similar to the zero-style slice, there is also a serve similar to Atobe's Tannhauser, plus this, it looks like the serve of the flying swallow's return to the nest...Fuji frowned: Is it a different technical feature?

"30-0!"

Next……

Zero serve!

"40-0!"

"The trajectory of this ball... is reversed!" The American team watched this scene with their eyes wide open, "Why did it roll towards the China Open?"

Isn't this a serve?

Strength...how could it suddenly disappear after crossing the net?

Next……

What a great speed!

Is it a different trajectory?

This time it's... semicircular!

"Gamewonby Nioh, 4-0!"

The round didn't even last more than 3 minutes and was quickly over.

The scoring of four ACEs made the audience and the US team realize that even though the previous three rounds had been won smoothly, the silver-haired boy hadn't shown his full strength.

Such technology...

"That guy Nioh, that's enough." Marui in the audience patted the dregs of the popcorn after eating, "It's too cool to be handsome."

"Is this kind of handsome?" Xia Shu, who didn't know much about tennis, turned his head and asked curiously.

"..." Uh, well... how should I put it... Marui fell into a kind of hesitation: Should I complain about Nioh in front of Nioh and his girlfriend?I feel like this is a bad behavior.

"Of course." While Marui was still hesitating, Yagyu had already said bluntly: "I can use any method to end this round, but I have to use all of them. Isn't it considered cool?"

"That's it." Xia Shu blinked, "So those serves were different? They look similar."

"..." Well...well, how do you explain to a girl who doesn't know much about tennis how different these serves are technically?

Ignoring the entanglement of the two teenagers around him, Xia Shu turned his head and looked at the big screen with a smile in his eyes: "He is indeed handsome, and he looks more gorgeous than the last time he watched the game?"

Seeing the teenagers running on the field will improve their mood.Xia Shu rested his chin and thought about it.

...transfiguration?

Well, that sounds apt too, but...

Marui silently took out another pack of chocolate beans from his backpack: Ahhh, Nioh and his girlfriend seem to have very different interests and hobbies!Tell me how these two people got together!Be curious to death!

Shocked by Nioh's technique, of course not only Natsuki who watched the game with admiring eyes, but also other spectators.Of course, the people on the US team also felt it was incredible.

With such gorgeous skills, you tell me that he is a professional doubles player? !

are you kidding me? !

The audience holding the game brochure was extremely angry, and Coach Bega was even more furious.He suppressed his anxiety, and said to Andrew: "I believe you can win, go!"

"Yes. Boss!"

He responded simply, but Andrew, holding the tennis ball after playing again, suddenly thought of his past life.

No matter what kind of training, I persisted!

How...how could I lose here? !

He gritted his teeth and hit the tennis ball.

But no matter how much he encouraged himself, how much he encouraged himself, Andrew couldn't help but shake his mind.

He thought of the days of practice facing a grid-painted court to practice the placement of the ball, the days of listening to the sound of the tennis court to judge the placement of the tennis ball, and the days of facing several balls in order to adapt to tennis. The tennis player who serves, the moment when he is hit by a tennis ball to the point of pain...

pain?

Tennis is my salvation!Why do I... feel pain?

What is it that I see in front of my eyes?

Is the person on the opposite side the white-haired opponent?

still is……

It was the person who besieged him that year!

how come? !

"0-15!"

"0-30!"

"0-40!"

What Andrew saw with his eyes was naturally different from what the audience saw.At least in the eyes of the audience, Andrew, who was so busy at the moment and completely out of rhythm, seemed to be just messed up by Nioh's words and the score of 4-0.

It turns out that this "tennis machine" is not a real machine, is it so fragile?

They thought so.

Only a few people have noticed that King Ren's spiritual power is spreading.

Yukimura gathered his coat and laughed: Have you used up all your mental power?Obviously using technology can completely win the game.It seems that Nioh is really excited today.

Or, is it because Andrew's "deeds" on the opposite side made Nioh interested?

Well, that kind of guy who has psychological weaknesses and sounds simple in personality is indeed the best target for teasing.

In the preparation area, Atobe couldn't help but frowned: "This guy Nioh..."

"What's wrong?" Sanada tilted her head.

"It's too rough to use mental power." Atobe snorted coldly, "I don't know how to cover it up? It's too wasteful!"

"But even if he was so extravagant, didn't the opponent not notice at all?" Liu said lightly.

The test of mental power in the second round probably made Nio discover that his opponent's defense in mental power was not as good as a piece of paper.That being the case, there is no need to be more careful.

I understand this at all, but——

"My uncle has been affected!" Atobe said, crossing his arms.

"..." Who cares if you are affected or not.

Sanada glanced at Atobe, turned his head away and said nothing.

"Hey, Sanada, what do you mean by that look in your eyes? Are you mocking me, Mr. Ben?" Atobe raised his voice.

No, it's not mocking, it's just that I can't get used to it.

Sanada raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat: "Watch the game!"

These people watched the excitement with ease, but they didn't know how Andrew felt when he was trapped in King Ren's mental attack.

Nioh's spiritual power has unique tolerance and guiding power, which is why he was able to develop high-end technologies such as synchronism and phantom in the spiritual level when his spiritual power was not particularly outstanding in his previous life.On the contrary, the aggressiveness of his mental power is hidden in the tolerance and guidance, which is not outstanding.

However, the advantage of this kind of mental power when attacking is...

Even if Nioh used simple and rude methods, for an opponent who has no achievements in mental strength, breaking through the defense line is as simple as water seepage.

Using mental power to deal with such an opponent seems like a slasher thing, but... when the opponent is plunged into fear and confusion, the sense of control is addictive.

Your body, your spirit, everything you thought you had or said goodbye to, will be betrayed.

And what you see, what you perceive, is it real?

what do you see

Is it... hell?

Nioh hooked the corners of his lips, he turned his head to glance at Yukimura, then turned back again, and was quite relieved to find that his opponent really had a masked expression on his face.

As a matter of course, Andrew has been caught in the fog.

He waved the racket bewilderedly.

Do I want to go back to the life of fighting and fighting with nothing to do?

I... can't I do anything? !

Those trainings I did: judge the ball with the naked eye with my back to the grid, and I became a "tennis machine" abruptly, but it was useless at all? ! !

Standing opposite, who is...? !

"Gamewonby Nioh, 5-0!"

The whistle woke him up, and Andrew came back to his senses, only to hear the sound of the referee reporting the score and the cheers of the audience.He looked over in a daze, and saw that the opponent was smiling with sweat on his forehead (it didn't look like it was due to exercise, but just because of the hot weather in the stadium, because many spectators sweated more) and looked over with a smile, that expression...

Is it the devil? !

"Did you see it?" When changing places, King Ren whispered softly, taking the opportunity of passing by.

Andrew stopped involuntarily. He looked over in horror, and saw the boy who was half a head shorter than him on the opposite side laughing, revealing the looming canine teeth (King Ni: ... I don't have canine teeth, you are so fragile that you can even produce them. Vision.): "The hell I built, have you seen it?"

"..." Andrew frowned and didn't speak.

"Didn't you see it?" King Ren grabbed his braid with his right hand, "Then, I'll let you see it more clearly."

"This time, it's my serve again~ Boof."

"Gamewonby Nioh, 6-0!"

6-0.

This is undoubtedly a very disparate score.

At the same time, the time to complete this game with such a score...is not too long.

Andrew, who couldn't recover from standing on the field for a long time, was covered in sweat—a large part of it was cold sweat.He still didn't want to understand, how did the last two rounds end?

I...was I playing tennis just now?

And those, those ancient scenes that should have been buried deep in my heart...

Why so realistic? !

Am I really standing on Japanese soil?

Nioh stepped forward to do post-match etiquette, and he stretched out his hand to the lost Andrew: "Hello."

"?" Andrew raised his head.

"Is it strange?" Nioh pointed, he tilted his head with the racket between his hands, "Your coach, you looked for me before the game."

! !

what? !

The audience was once again blown away by the news.

Their attention was completely focused on the two players in the middle of the field.

"Although I don't quite understand what he came to me for." Nioh shrugged and exaggeratedly expressed his disapproval, "Oh, by the way, he also told me a story. The protagonist of the story, from Germany... you know what I'm talking about, right?"

from Germany?

Eh... This Andrew Iglidev, in the brochure, is from Germany, right?

Compared with the audience's uproar, Andrew's shock was much more obvious. He raised his head and looked at Nioh in disbelief.

In his eyes, the white-haired guy who looked like a devil hooked his lips, and his eyes showed an unbearable sarcasm: "I said, are you willing to be a puppet or a chess piece? It's a pity, Is your leader not a wise enough person? The level of script writing is also very poor. What is it that first suppresses and then rises to catch up, and what is it that is halfway through the water, and ran to tell stories to the opponent before the game, Are you taking us for fools?"

"...I don't know what you're talking about." Andrew said softly, his voice hoarse.

"Pfft?" Niwang sneered, "If you don't understand it, you don't understand it. Anyway, the competition is over."

Game over?

Indeed... the game is over.

And...according to the relationship between victory and defeat, the whole match is considered to be over.

The Japanese team has won three games...

Andrew returned to the rest area with his head down.

And coach Bega, who had lost his mind a little, said to him coldly: "My team doesn't need you anymore."

Andrew froze in place.

Ignoring Andrew who scored such a score, Coach Bega went to discuss with the organizing committee.One consequence of the early end of the match was that the first singles match between Kempin and Echizen Ryoma, which was originally advertised as a gimmick, seemed unnecessary.

However, the audience was still unsatisfied and expressed their expectations for the first single.

Although irrelevant to the overall situation, it should be interesting, right?

When Nioh and Yukimura returned to the preparation area together, they were greeted by a lot of eyes with different meanings.

"What's wrong?" King Ren asked knowingly.

"You really dare to say it." Renzu spread his hands, "You know that everything you say during the post-match etiquette can be amplified by the loudspeaker, right?"

"So what?" King Ren asked back.

"No." Ren Zu laughed, "That is, you are not afraid of causing trouble by mocking that American coach so clearly in public."

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Those sponsors only care about performance and image, and what I say will not harm their interests." Nioh put the tennis bag on the chair.

"What about the Tennis Association?" Ninja asked.

"Tennis Association? That kind of thing..." Nioh rolled his eyes and grabbed his braid, "Isn't there coach Sakaki to solve it?"

Uh……

Well this...

Atobe snorted and said, "Just spent two weeks together during the training camp, and you still have a good grasp of the supervisor's character."

Nioh took this sentence as a compliment.

He looked at the arena that was entering the break: "Is the first singles game about to start? Don't you care?"

"Anyway, I have already won." Qian Shi smiled.

"Anyway, the U.S. team spent so much time promoting it. Besides, their singles one is the champion of the U.S. youth tennis tournament. At least it is worth looking forward to?" Nioh glanced at Kirihara, who had a not so bright expression, "there are three other people who are not there yet. going out."

"It probably won't be my turn." Liu said lightly, "But I'm also curious about Coach Sakaki's decision. The match has already come to an end, and the reason for continuing to play singles is because of the audience's expectations. Then..."

Kirihara's heart rose: Then, will the little man be allowed to play? !

How could this be!The little dwarf is obviously not on the official list!

As soon as he looked up, he saw Sanada staring at him with a serious face, so he had no choice but to dismiss the idea of ​​making a fuss.

He stared at the door, thinking anxiously, why hasn't Director Sakaki come over yet?

Why hasn't Director Sakaki come over yet?

Of course it's because... Coach Bega of the US team is not dead.

The unique thick-skinnedness of the Americans made Coach Bega still have the heart to solicit sponsors even if he was ridiculed by Nioh (Nio: No, I don’t think I was beating the bush, isn’t it fair and honest?).

He said to the complaining Nakamura: "There are always some entertainment programs before the grand performance, and the real performance only begins now."

"But the US team has already lost!"

"However, the match between Nakamura, Kaibin and Echizen Ryoma has not yet started. What a classic scenario is the battle of generations?" Coach Bega described his blueprint. The coach of the team, wouldn't he send Echizen Ryoma on the field? This is what the audience is looking forward to!"

Nakamura looked at Coach Bega and wiped his sweat: Is the boss I am looking for really not crazy?

Crazy or not, one thing is true.

What the audience is looking forward to is the match between Echizen and Kebin.

However, coach Sakaki, who is the leading coach of the Japanese team, after seeing the results of the game and refreshing his impression of Nioh once again, deeply agrees with Nioh's last words.

A poor leader leading a group of soulless children will inevitably lead to failure!

Preliminary quota for the first singles?

He said to the staff of the Tennis Association with a straight face: "I will send the most suitable person to play. Even if the result is already determined, I can still pursue greater victories!"

"But, Echizen he..."

"Needless to say." Coach Sakaki turned around, "I am the leading coach. I will judge this kind of thing myself, so I don't need to worry about it."

He walked out the door of the control room.

The staff of the Tennis Association left with a bitter face: Yes, yes, you are the team coach... To be honest, why do you have to be a tennis coach since you have a sufficiently prominent background? !

How does this make them coordinate? !How to coordinate? !

Not long after Coach Sakaki walked out of the control room, he saw Coach Huacun waiting at the door of the lounge.

He nodded in greeting.

"It's three wins and one tie now." Coach Huacun said with a smile, "There is only the last game left."

"With the strength of the Japanese team, this is a natural result." Coach Sakaki said.

"So, for the last game, who do you plan to play?" Coach Huacun pushed his glasses.

"I'm going to put in guys who can win, that's all," Coach Sakaki said. "You'll find out soon."

He pushed open the door of the lounge, and the members of the selection team who were sitting inside after the singles two ended and went back to the lounge to rest.

He looked at the three players who hadn't played yet: Liu's calmness, Kirihara's fighting spirit and a little bit of anxiety calmed down by the seniors, and Echizen's anticipation.He crossed his arms and said, "It's almost time, let's all go to the preparation area. Just watch the big screen for the list of players."

"Yes!"

After a few minutes, the big black screen finally displayed the words again.

In the first singles, the United States West Coast youth team, below Kebin, is clearly the Japanese Kanto youth selection team - Akaya Kirihara.

Kirihara's eyes lit up when he saw the name.

At the same time, Echizen's expression darkened.

The coach of the US team couldn't resist standing up, and the audience whispered.

In such an atmosphere, Coach Sakaki walked up to Kirihara: "Right now, the audience at the scene may not cheer for you. Even so, you have to win, can you do it?"

"Of course!" Kirihara smiled.

His seaweed head seems to be swimming with the stretch of his spirit.

"Then go!"

"Yes!"

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