Tennis: Big Man In Rikkai, Hands In Pockets

222. The Ever-Changing Lupika!

"boom!!!"

The tennis ball jumped from behind Yukimura.

Yukimura was obviously stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face.

The direction of this ball has exceeded his calculation.

"I should have exerted mental interference, but this Lupika didn't hesitate at all?"

"Is his mental power superior to mine?"

"No, that's not right!"

"Even if your mental power is higher than mine, there should still be time to hesitate and relieve my mental influence."

"His batting action just now was very smooth, and he really didn't feel any interference from my mental energy!"

As an excellent tennis player.

Yukimura has been able to quickly digest and process the information in the court.

as far as I can tell.

Facing this Lupika, he had no choice.

The opponent is not affected by the spirit, which means that [Destroying Five Senses] cannot be used, and [Dream World] cannot be used.

In terms of football skills alone, at the level of the first army, no one's football skills can be any worse.

Today's tennis competitions are not like national competitions. They also compete on skills and basic skills.

Most of them rely on the unique spirit of tennis to interfere with the competition, or they rely on planned brain power to compete.

at the moment.

Yukimura was at his wits' end.

We had no choice but to change our attack target from Lupika to Ebola.

"Bang!! 1"

"30-0,"

Another clean tennis return flew past Yukimura.

The answer is already obvious.

Not only Lupika, but Ebola is also immune to Yukimura's mental attacks.

At this time, Yukimura really had nothing to do in a short time.

There is no support for mental attacks.

The gap cannot be widened by relying on basic skills alone.

"boom!!!"

"40-0,"

"boom!!!"

"40-15.

"boom!!!"

"This point goes to Lupica and Ebola!"

"1-0,"

"Over to you, Atobe.

"They are immune to my attacks."

"I can only rely on you to regain the rhythm of the game."

"I'll be your deputy."

At this time, Yukimura did not choose to show off.

He is very rational, this is doubles, when one person cannot do it, he should rely on his teammates to break the situation, and he will look for opportunities again.

After all, it is a competition between countries, and team victory is the most important.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

"I've been waiting for a long time!"

After hearing what Yukimura said, Atobe was very excited.

At least it shows that the opponent is not a rotten persimmon like the Kimchi Country, which can be broken without pinching.

"Look at my [Tannhäuser serve]!!!!"

Atobe delivers the ball.

After the tennis ball flew over the center net and landed on the ground, it stretched into a straight line close to the ground without losing speed.

Before Lupika could react, a tennis ball passed under his crotch.

"Sorry, Ebola, this ball didn't bounce, and it went faster than I expected."

One ball was missed and Lupica took the initiative to admit his mistake.

One can imagine how afraid he was of Ebola.

“Very interesting serve.”

Ebola's face remained calm, like an emotionless robot.

"Just return it to the other side. One of them has already been infected by my [virus], so it won't have much impact on you."

“But their mental strength is not low, they just need to seize the time to widen the score.

Ebola issued a tactic.

Lupika nodded: "I understand."

“Tannhäuser serve!!”

After winning the ball, he continued to play poorly.

But this time.

Lupika made a move.

“Ganges Feedback!!”

As Lupica's 890 voice sounded.

After Tannhäuser served landed, he did not fly close to the ground like before.

The position of the landing point is like turning into a lake, wrapping the tennis ball inside and slowing down the speed.

The short feeling of lag in the air allowed Super Lupica to seize the opportunity.

A swing.

The tennis ball was successfully hit back by him.

"Oh? It looks like there are two things!"

Atobe became interested when he saw the opponent fighting back, and was about to lift his racquet to fight back.

bass--!!

The tennis ball stuck to the ground and flew past his crotch.

Atobe was stunned; "Don... Tannhäuser serve????"

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