Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

The players from other countries looked solemn as another powerful player appeared who they had no information about.

Berg looked down at Alma Zekefleet lying on the ground.

"Elma, can you still continue playing?"

Alma Zickfleet struggled to stand up from the ground, holding back the pain and said:

"I'm fine Borg, I will definitely win this game."

There are countless candidates behind him who are eyeing this position. He was knocked off the field immediately after being hit by a woman. How can he have the face to continue to occupy the position of the junior high school representative of the German team in the future?

Bismarck threw Zekefleet's racket.

"Be careful, you can't catch that ball hard, avoid its edge first."

Seeing the two members of the national team re-entering the field, Byōdōin Hōō smiled disdainfully.

"They don't know whether to live or die. Giving up this game is their best choice. Mio will not show mercy to them.

To a certain extent, Mio's character is extremely cold-blooded. She doesn't care about other people's opinions, their evaluations, or their opinions.

If one day Mio had to choose between all humans and the god Aoi, Mio would abandon all humans without hesitation.

Zekefleet, who was standing on the playing field, could not help but tremble when he was stared at by Mio's cold eyes, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Swallowing hard, Zekefleet clenched the racket in his hand. He knew that he must maintain the highest concentration and avoid the white ball of light.

If you don't pay attention, you will end up with the same fate as before. I'm not sure how many times I can withstand such an attack.

Under the huge pressure, Kvelet's serving movements were somewhat deformed.

Mio took action, and the white ball of light came out of his hand. After passing through the net, it expanded to a diameter of two meters and headed straight for Zekefleet.

It was clear that he was going to be beaten until he left the field.

Zekefleet's spirit was tense to the limit for a moment. Before Mio's tennis ball arrived, he suddenly rolled to the right.

He narrowly avoided this space shock.

The white ball of light came into contact with the court, pulling out a deep ravine on the ground and crashing into the wall.

The wall that was already crumbling actually collapsed head-on under this ball.

If it weren't for the distance between the wall and the auditorium, some spectators might have been injured underneath.

Zekefleet had sweat pouring from his forehead and a look of fear on his face.

Madman, this woman must be a madman, she didn't come here just to play ball, she just wanted to beat him to death.

In an emergency situation, the referee took the initiative to suspend the game.

The wall collapsed. They couldn't continue to let Mio play like this. Without the barrier of the wall, if such a powerful tennis ball hit the audience behind, it would be a big problem.

At this time, in the chairman's office of the U17 World Cup, Kamdai Yuerong, exuding a noble temperament, was sitting on the chairman's chair.

But Grete, the original U17 World Cup chairman, stood hunched over his desk like an outsider. ,

The two happened to see the scene of Mio knocking down the wall with a ball from the surveillance screen.

Grete said with three points of compliment:

"Master Kamishiro, this female contestant is Mio Kamishiro, the intended daughter-in-law of Mr. Kamishiro. She is indeed heroic and extraordinary."

"It's just that you can discuss it with Mio Kamishiro and stop using such destructive skills. Otherwise, we won't be able to continue the game."

There was pleading in Grete's voice, and she also had a pleading tone when she spoke to Jindai Yuerong.

Because he knew that the woman in front of him could kick him out of the position of chairman at any time.

In just three days, Kamishiro Tsukiro replaced him as chairman, and the vice-chairmen, various ministers, branch ministers, and spokespersons were all replaced by members of the Kamishiro family.

Now I am the fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others.

Kamishiro Yuerong shook her chair and said regretfully:

"Chairman Gretel, it's a pity that Mio has been stubborn since he was a child. The national team provoked Cang. Even if I opened my mouth, Mio wouldn't listen."

Grete smiled bitterly, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Naturally, he had some understanding of this big man's character.

I'm afraid it's not that I can't say it, but that I don't want to say it at all.

"But Master Jindai, if this continues, the process will not go on. Ensuring the personal safety of the spectators is much more important than the game itself."

Jindai Yuerong stood up from the chair and walked to the window. Through the glass, he could see the court below where the competition was taking place.

"Don't worry, the Jindai family has just developed a special material that can perfectly absorb the force of tennis balls and is more reliable than cement walls.

It only takes five minutes to lay it. "

Grete was overjoyed.

"Then I'd like to trouble you, Master Kamidai. I'm very grateful."

Jindai Yuerong looked at the scenery under the window quietly, originally thinking about how to popularize this new material.

If there happens to be this opportunity, we will take advantage of it and get the name of the new material out.

As an important part of tennis, court must be in one's own hands. Kamishiro Yuerong is very greedy and bold.

It has been laid for such a long time just to swallow the whole world's tennis cake in one bite from top to bottom.

From the top level tournaments, to training camps, to court and tennis, Kamishiro Tsukirō has been doing things without anyone noticing.

Monopoly is the fastest way to accumulate wealth.

It's just that the excited Grete didn't realize this at all, and walked out of the office excitedly to make arrangements.

You can't blame him, after all, no one would have thought that Shendai Yuerong would have such a crazy idea.

On the field, several staff members wearing uniforms from the Tree of Life Company walked into the field, took out several plastic-looking partitions and laid them at the back of the court to replace the original walls.

Although it looks ordinary, it is a material extracted from the cosmic meteorite that Kamidai Aoi used to seal the Lord, and it has unimaginable toughness.

The referee received the message from the organizer and announced that the game would continue.

Although it seems to have gone on for a long time, the real game has only just reached 0-30.

Bismarck frowned as he looked at Zekefleet, who was holding the ball in his hands but not daring to hit it.

"Cheekfleet, calm down, don't let fear occupy your heart, think about why you came here, since the opponent's ball is very powerful, then make it impossible for the opponent to hit such a powerful ball. Isn’t that enough?”

After all, Bismarck is a quasi-professional player, and his ability to deal with difficult situations is not comparable to that of Zekefleet.

Deguo is the cradle of tennis geniuses and the holy land of world tennis.

Every year, various tennis players come to the country to challenge. How to win the game when facing opponents who restrain their own style of play is something everyone who wants to become a professional player must learn (ceab).

After listening to Bismarck's words, Zekefleet broke away from his fear and took a deep breath.

I called him a light serve.

If you want to maximize your power, you must hit the ball in a straight line. This is common sense in the tennis world.

Therefore, the way to restrict powerful players is to lower the height of the bounce of the tennis ball and force the hitting point of the opponent's counterattack under the net, in addition to mobilizing left and right to prevent them from fully exerting their power.

In this way, the opponent must hit a curve ball if he wants to hit the ball, and power tennis is thus sealed.

The landing point of the tennis ball is very close to the front of the net, and gentle force can make the serve bounce back very low after landing.

Mio was forced to run to the net and use her racket to pick up the ball.

But as soon as the tennis ball crossed the net, it was hit by a black racket towards the baseline.

It was the long-awaited Michel Bismarck.

"Little girl, this is not singles. You seem to be unfamiliar with the tactics commonly used in doubles."

Doubles can work wonders.

Two weak players form doubles, and you can even understand that two strong players form doubles.

Now the Germans are taking advantage of the fact that Duke Watanabe is not on the court and Mio is fighting alone to demoralize the Japanese team.

Zekefleet was responsible for limiting Mio's power tennis, while Bismarck took the opportunity to attack Mio's gaps continuously.

Bismarck's counterattack flew directly to the unguarded baseline, even to prevent Duke Watanabe from suddenly intervening.

Bismarck also deliberately deflected the ball to the other side of Duke Watanabe's position.

The Birdman Dudu Obandu of the Bad Team touched his chin and said with emotion:

"As expected of the national team, they had already thought up a way to limit this move in just two goals."

But Chico Balentin, another member of the United States team, has a completely different opinion.

"This is indeed a good tactic when one person from the Japan team is watching the game, but to deal with a girl in this way, the national team is really not gentlemanly at all. Well, they have always been like this anyway. Win in the simplest way."

The people of Deguo are relatively rigid in nature. When competing, the players of the Deguo team are all aiming for the final victory and do not include too many personal emotions in it.

This is also the reason why the German team has been able to dominate nine U17 World Cups in a row. When other teams face the German team, they will feel a sense of suffocation that is difficult to explain in words.

Echizen Ryoma pressed his hat.

"If you use this method, does it also mean that the two people who won the national team cannot handle the space shock of Kamishiro Mio?"

"Besides, that girl's skills are far beyond your imagination."

Dudu Obandu and Chico Balentin were stunned. They didn't expect Echizen Ryoma to be so confident in the girl on the field after reading the information about this year's national team.

Bismarck smiled confidently. The tennis ball was almost reaching the baseline. With this ball, the two people on the opposite side could not catch up with it no matter what.

Then the next second, the huge white ball of light crushed past him again.

Zekefleet was still standing at the baseline and had enough time to move to avoid this blow.

The white ball of light hit the newly laid baffle behind him, but there was no explosion as expected.

The thin baffle shook violently, but there was not even a single crack on it. This shaking method resolved the force on the tennis ball.

Only a few people noticed this wonderful scene. Most people are now more concerned about who hit the ball back.

Mio is obviously still here...

Um?

Bismarck's eyes widened. In front of everyone, a human-shaped mosaic appeared at the baseline of the Japanese team's half.

Although it can't be seen clearly, it can be seen that the ball of horse Hanke made a posture of playing tennis.

Then it slowly disappeared into the air.

This is definitely not an afterimage. The afterimage cannot last for such a long time, and there is no such thing as a mosaic.

Referee: "0-40"

There is only one goal left, and Mio will be able to win the national team's serve game. But Mio's face didn't look happy at all.

Her goal has never been to win the game, her goal is to completely destroy Zekefleet.

Two chapters in one, four thousand chapters. Some people can’t understand why Mio plays tennis. Let me explain it here.

One is that the novels we write are different from watching anime. You just want to watch the protagonist play the game, and the supporting characters have nothing to write about.

The World Cup consists of a total of national exhibition matches and six regular matches. Three of the group matches cannot be repeated. The protagonist can only write about four matches, which is too little.

If you don't write about Mio, you will only become more wet.

In addition, Mio is guaranteed to win a game if he plays, as one of his trump cards. .