My Tennis Treasure, Starting From Polk's Retention!

0398 Challenge Desire Hell Again!

Competition court central.

When the referee steps in.

"The audience is silent!!"

"Intermission is over!"

"The second set of singles No. 2 is about to begin! Players from both sides are invited to enter!"

After he opened his mouth to announce, the audience in the audience suddenly became quieter.

On the benches of both players, Polk and Medanore also held racquets and walked out to the match court to make preparations.

The appearance of the two immediately attracted the attention of all the audience present.

Second set.....

Not just a match point game for Medanore.

same!

It is also a chance for Polk to reverse the decline of this singles No. 2 game!!

Spain U-17 players in the bench.

Echizen Nanjiro also leaned forward slightly, and "577" stared at Metinore.

Seeing his father's serious expression, Echizen Ryoga raised his eyebrows slightly: "Dad...you are not nervous, are you?"

Echizen Nanjiro chuckled: "Nervous? No! I'm just looking forward to a good game!"

During the conversation.

Court Nepolke and Medanore have already stood in the serve baseline position.

When the two looked at each other, the smell of gunpowder that was no less than that of the first match rose again.

After experiencing the first set, the referee also quickly reacted, and walked directly to his referee chair without saying anything.

For tennis players of the level of Polk and Medanore, they still have certain privileges.

This can also be regarded as a special contest between tennis players, and as a referee, it will not interfere with anything.

Medanore looked at Polke who was holding a tennis ball, and said lightly: "Polke, it seems that you are already prepared!"

After hearing this, Polk clenched the racquet slightly: "I can only say... Do your best! After all, this is what every tennis player should do when standing on the court!"

"Medanore! Your strength really impresses everyone!"

"But Bihei isn't over yet!"

Medanore narrowed his eyes slightly.

"In that case, let's begin!"

"Philosopher on the way to victory, you should stop on the road to victory today!"

finished.

He got ready to catch the ball.

at the same time.

The aura of hell and divine way suddenly appeared on him.

The dark purple aura entrenched on him, making him look like Shura from hell for a moment, and the racquet in his hand also became like a chilling weapon, extremely terrifying.

And Polk, who was standing opposite the court, did not hesitate at all.

The radiant light of determination and brilliance suddenly appeared from his body.

The confrontation between the light of restraint and the divine way of hell also started again at this moment.

but!

Anyone watching the game can see it too.

In terms of momentum alone, Polk still fell into a certain degree of disadvantage.

Germany U-17 players in the bench.

Berti looked at his brother who was full of fighting spirit, but there was no joy on his face, more worry.

"Brother, why didn't he open a different dimension?! If it's just perseverance and brilliance, it still can't resist Medanore's spiritual power, can't it?"

"If you fall into the influence of mental power again... this game will..."

He spoke, and the words were also a meal.

He really didn't want to say from his mouth that his brother would lose the game.

Kitagawa listened to the other party's words, and said slowly: "If you just take out all your cards to deal with the difficulties in front of you... that would be a stupid decision!

"Since the goal is to win the game, then we must be prepared to face difficulties!"

"This is your brother... the current head coach of the German U-17 team! Polke!"

"What stands behind this name is not that simple!!"

"Let's watch this match!"

These words made Berti look at Kitagawa who was speaking.

At this time, he has a different view of Kitagawa from before.

If.

After the previous two matches between Dai Naid and Bei, he really realized Kitagawa's talent and strength.

Coupled with his brother's warning and reminder, his hostility towards Bei was greatly reduced.

And now.

He has always been dissatisfied with his brother "partial" Kitagawa.

At this time, I also realized something.

At least, the other party is someone who can truly know and understand his brother...

Even if the other party is only 13 years old.

However, the other party was enough to resonate with his brother in his heart.

This point, even as a younger brother, cannot be easily achieved.

perhaps!

This is the bond between the strong.

It belongs exclusively to the bond between the other party and his brother.

inside the court.

After Polke's momentum reached a peak, he raised his hand and threw the tennis ball in his hand.

"boom---

Although the sound of hitting the ball is dull, it has an indomitable momentum.

This shot was not just a serve, but also a pretext for Polk to take the initiative to let Medanore trap himself with the "Seven Deadly Sins of Hell".

It is also another challenge for him to the opponent!!

What Kitagawa said to him before the game made it clear to him.

Only by truly facing your own desires can you truly defeat the power that represents "desire" in the "Seven Deadly Sins of Hell"!!

And his plan was also clearly seen by Medanore.

"Polke...you really didn't disappoint me!"

"Then... try again!!"

There was a strange look in his eyes, and when Medanore stepped forward, a terrifying spiritual power gushed out from the divine way of hell again.

this time.

It wasn't just Polk who saw Asmodeus in that empty space, all the 1.0 people watching the game saw the opponent's figure in an instant.

The audience in the auditorium almost instantly widened their eyes and turned pale.

Naturally, they didn't know what this weird "monster" was.

But they could feel the chilling aura on each other.

"boom__"

And when Medanore swung the racquet, the sound of the shot sounded in the court.

Polk straightened his figure immediately, and his eyes fell into emptiness again.

His consciousness has been dragged into the abyss of hell by Medanore.

"boom!!"

"Spain's U-17 team player Medanore scored! The score is 0-15!"

The referee announced the result of the ball, and deep in Polk's consciousness, he once again saw Asmodeus standing in front of him, holding a long sword and looking angry. .