Tennis: Start with unlimited physical strength

The more miserably he lost, the more Kamisato felt that this was Tokugawa's opportunity.

boom

boom

Medanore's serve was aggressive and he scored consecutively.

"15-0"

"30-0"

"40-0"

"0-2"

"Tokugawa, you can't do this."

God deliberately said:

"What did I say before? You can't even get this point. Isn't it too embarrassing?"

Tokugawa was panting heavily, and sweat was falling from his face drop by drop, which showed that his physical strength was exhausted very quickly.

Catching Medanore's serve may not seem difficult, but it's actually very tricky.

boom

boom

The game continues.

At the same time, the score continued to open up.

"0-3"

"0-4"

"0-5"

Soon it was time to decide.

Tokugawa, who was sweating profusely, put his hands on his knees and adjusted his breathing and emotions. It was obvious that his physical strength had reached the limit and he was so tired that he could hardly move his feet.

Originally, the strength of his feet was his shortcoming, but now as long as Medanore's tennis ball misses even slightly, he doesn't look like he can successfully fight back.

Medanore became a little impatient.

"Looking at your arrogant attitude, I thought you came here with some strength.

"Hmph, you dare to challenge me now with your little ability? It's a waste of time."

If it weren't for the faith and integrity of a tennis player.

In fact, he should have left when he first realized that his opponent had no ability other than a dazzling serve and a little bit of attraction.

But he persisted until now.

Medanore felt that he had been deceived by these two boys whom he did not know at all. He was so disappointed.

It was promised that he would enjoy the game.

Is this the result?

It's just some basic tennis fighting. In Tokugawa, he really can't see any particularly outstanding skills.

A player of this caliber.

He can hit several a day.

Shave your head completely!

"I don't have time to play this boring game with you, let's decide it quickly"~.

boom

This round was Medanore's turn to serve.

No hesitation.

Faster than before, he hit Tokugawa's half.

"I'm really impatient."

It was clear to God that this guy was just rushing for a quick victory and had no patience anymore.

"Tokugawa, even if you insist on reaching a new level of hell today, you must be tired of seeing the scenery of this level of hell after these few games, right?"

The tennis ball was about to hit Tokugawa in front of him.

And when Tokugawa was serving Medanore, he didn't even raise his head.

Medanore thought that this guy was giving up and had lost the will to continue playing. He thought that no matter what his teammate Kamri said, he could no longer listen and could no longer respond.

Tokugawa suddenly hummed, and his breathing seemed to be very steady. The moment he raised his head, the racquet in his hand also moved along with it.

boom

When he swung the racket, it was as if he had calculated the best landing point for the tennis ball. The moment the tennis ball bounced, he also calculated the best catching point. Bang!

The tennis ball boomed.

The whole court was filled with the deafening sound of hitting the ball.

It flew out at extremely high speed according to its original trajectory, leaving an almost invisible afterimage.

Tokugawa's tennis ball was thrown out like a cannonball, and its power was far greater than Medanore's ball just now.

boom

The ball went directly over Medanore's ear and hit him behind. Before he had a chance to react, the tennis ball had bounced out of bounds and hung on the net of the next court.

"How can it be?"

Medanore's expression changed 180 degrees, and he looked in disbelief at Tokugawa, who had straightened his back again.

He seemed to have lost his will. He seemed to have lost the will to compete just now, but he became energetic, like a resurrected person.

Looking at Tokugawa like this, he was startled, and his expression changed 180 degrees, as if he was shocked because he thought of some problem that he had just ignored!

"I understand!"

Medanore exclaimed in a low voice.

And this time

"0-15!"

Shenli was excited to report the score, as excited as if he was fighting back.

"What a beautiful shot."

"Tokugawa-senpai, you have already stepped into that realm. Congratulations."

Tokugawa turned to him and gave him a simple smile.

indeed.

He succeeded.

When he was beaten to hell again and again by Medanore, he came to a new level of hell.

God is right.

The scenery of hell is one layer after another.

And he was unwilling to be unable to get out of this hell that Medanore created for him again and again.

so.

He successfully saw the door to that realm.

And just now.

He managed to get one foot in.

And Medanore, who had just realized the problem and discovered the problem he had ignored, also fully reacted to the conversation between the two of them.

He frowned, but showed a meaningful smile:

"..." It's interesting. You deliberately kept playing this game with me using basic tennis, without using any skills. Your true strength was not brought out. You just wanted to see a new hell with me!"

Finally I know where the problem is.

Tokugawa did it on purpose.

He just enjoys losing.

Enjoy being abused by his tennis ball again and again.

Finally let myself walk on the road to hell.

Entered that realm.

"That's right, it's a pity (Zhao Qianzhao) that you reacted too late, Medanore. I'm very disappointed with your reaction. The reason why I was so slow is because you didn't think Tokugawa could defeat him from the beginning. you.

Playing a game with an attitude of underestimating the enemy is a taboo. Medanore, this is your fatal point. "

God ruthlessly pointed out Medanore's problem in this game.

That's how it works sometimes.

The stronger some people are, the easier it is to look down on those who are weaker than them.

Often at this time, others will overtake you.

Ever since I let myself regret leaving.

This typical case happens every year, including the top four players in the world.

It seems.

Medanore was more arrogant than he thought, and it was only now that he discovered the problem.

"Hum paper."

Medanore closed his eyes in silence and then opened them again:

"This is, Asura Shinto?"

"Yes." Shenli nodded. .