Net King: Opening Ten Draws

"Don't stop, keep serving."

Chretien Watteau's lips trembled slightly, and his arms trembled involuntarily.

The pain in his muscles almost choked him.

But if the belief does not fall, he can persevere, even if the brain has been unable to issue the most accurate instructions to the muscles.

On the other hand, Watanabe, who is on the court, has a natural physical quality that makes him have extraordinary endurance, but it is not easy to fight for a long time.

After hitting second base in a row, the arm showed signs of redness and swelling.

The power of second base is very huge, and it will cause some burden on the arm itself.

What's more, he used the second base to hit the third block shot ball, which increased the burden.

...Bang! Grind his teeth and swing the racket again, the tennis ball explodes and turns into a golden beam.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The game was once again at a stalemate, and no one could win the key score from the opponent, so they could only stay in a stalemate like this.

"It's amazing. Watanabe and the captain were once hailed by the coaching staff as two geniuses. Now it seems that this is not without reason."

"Senior Watu's strength has already been shown.

Watanabe was able to hold a stalemate in this game, and his own strength is vividly reflected."

"It's a tiebreaker now, and I don't know if it will last until the end... In fact, from the state..."

The members of the French elite team talked for a while and fell into silence one after another. In fact, everyone could see that Watu had entered a stage of collapse.

But... Chretien Watteau is always on the verge of being crumbling, but every moment of counterattack, an inexplicable force surges out again.

The quality of the return ball has not decreased at all, and it is not affected by the force.

"What an amazing willpower, Senior Watu..."

Watanabe tightened the racket in his hand.

He could see that Chretien Watteau's body had reached the limit.

But with one breath, he has been able to hold on till now.

Hold on until... own hands are on the verge of collapse.

Up to now, there is no sign of falling down at all, as if it can keep going.

.................................Please subscribe.......Watanabe's face paled slightly, he hasn't Supported by the strength of Chretien Watteau's beliefs, it drags on, the physical strength collapses, and the possibility of losing is very high.

"what!!!"

The roar rang out, and Watanabe quickly swung the racket, blasting out all his strength.

If you want to win the game, you can only bet everything, even if it's just a practice match! Boom! The tennis ball is flying wildly, and there is a sharp roar in the violent friction of the ball.

The air was squeezed, and the arena turned into a small area of ​​​​vacuum, in which golden streamers flickered.

"Never lose! Ahhhhh!!!"

Chretien Watteau rushed forward dragging his body in severe pain.

He is a senior in the elite team, and his strength may not be as strong as Camus, but he must not fall in a key game.

"Even in practice matches, I have to set an example, we...how can we lose here!"

Boom! The deafening roar exploded, and Chretien Watou swung the racket with all his strength.

As long as he wins this game, the key point will fall on Camus.

Just like Yuezhi Yueguang's trust in Lin Bing, their trust in Camus is sure to win! Therefore, he can do everything for this game.

Boom! The racket swings hard, and the tennis ball shoots upside down.

"what!!!!"

Watanabe roared, his eyes were red, and he ignored the burden on his arms.

For their pride and belief, the two swing their rackets together.

This game is destined to end when someone falls! Boom! Boom! Boom! The roar resounded through the arena, and the tennis ball bounced back and forth on the court, and the force spurted out.

In the tie-break, the doubles played for [*] minutes and the winner was not yet decided.

"asshole!!!"

Watanabe clutched his arm, and the piercing pain became more and more obvious.

Chretien Watteau, who had already collapsed physically, dragged him into the collapse stage with his inner belief.

"One goal over...never tried before, maybe..."

"Last ball, try it..."

A cold light flashed across Watanabe's eyes, and a thought that had been dusted in his mind poured out.

In his plan, the ball skills are divided into first base, second base, third base, and home run.

After evolving to second base, I have no clue about the evolution of third base.

Knowing Rin Bing's best batting spots gave him an outline for third base.

It's just that mastering the sweet spot is even more difficult than developing first and second base.

But in order to win this game, he must bet everything.

Boom! The sound of thunderous bombardment echoes, and Watanabe's feeling of finding the sweet spot, pouring the ultimate power into the racket.

"Three!!! Base!"

Boom! Watanabe hit the tennis ball with the position closest to the best hitting point in his heart, and concentrated all his strength on the racket. This is his... the strongest blow!! Boom! It emits a faint light, and the surroundings are suppressed by a heavy momentum.

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Chapter 80: Unexpected, Unexpected (5 More)

Chapter 80: "Interesting, I actually touched the door of the sweet spot."

Lin Bing held her chin and looked at the arena indifferently.

The sweet spot is... the sweet spot, and when one can master the sweet spot, it means mastering the light hit.

Obviously Watanabe has not yet reached that point. Mastering the best hitting point requires a lot of practice and extraordinary talent, and the five-dimensional body is also the key.

Watanabe just touched the gate of the sweet spot, which greatly increased the power of second base.

Once the sweet spot is fully mastered, the home run in the original will also appear earlier.

"It's really the heart of an emperor, it's too indifferent."

Sakakitaro didn't know what Rin Bing was thinking, but on the court, the two of them were desperate for their tennis, and even she was moved.

But Lin Bing just glanced at the arena without emotion, like a robot without emotion.

Boom! The thunderous bombing sound spread, and the ultimate power was poured into the sphere.

Third base! Watanabe will maximize his power to the racket by hitting infinitely close to the sweet spot. This is his strongest hit! Boom! The tennis ball turns into a giant beam of light and falls from the sky.

Boom! Under the violent impact, the entire arena made a roaring sound, and there was a strong vibration on the ground.

The solid ground shattered and debris spattered.

Dust and mist swept up and filled the entire arena.

"This power is bad."

Camus's face changed dramatically, and he looked at Watu with a worried look.

He could see that this was Watanabe's strongest blow, and with Chretien Watu's current state, it was not realistic to fight back.

"Trouble! Senior Watu! Get out of the way!!"

The players on the sidelines shouted one after another, their faces filled with anxiety.

"Avoid..."

Chretien Watteau woke up suddenly.

Looking at the golden beam of light that was getting closer and closer, the body was locked by the air waves and could not move at all.

The back road is cut off, and all he can do now is... devoting all his experience to hit the tennis ball back.

But he knew very well that the power of this ball was far more exaggerated than he had seen in previous games.

If you can't fight back, your body will collapse directly and lose your ability to compete.

But he fought back, and in his current state, he would still enter the stage of collapse, and he would definitely be the one who fell in the end.

But whether Watanabe can support the jump is also related to the direction of the game.

"Camus..."

At this moment, Chretien Wattu suddenly turned his head and smiled at the appearance of his captain, with relief on the corner of his mouth.

"Captain...this is the last thing to do for the team!"

Huh! The voice fell.

He dashed towards the tennis ball.

Boom! A violent roar exploded, and the surroundings were filled with dust and mist.

Chretien Watteau swung his racket and hit second base head-on.

At this moment, the few strengths in the collapsed body were exhausted.

"Give me!!! Give me back!!!....."

The loud shouts spread, and Chretien Wattu waved the racket desperately, and the face of the racket shone with gleaming light.

The body was trembling, the palm of the tiger's mouth was broken, and the handle of the clap was stained red with blood.

But he didn't let go of the racket, he forcibly stabilized his body, then pushed the tennis ball forward, and at the last one, he pushed the racket out with all his might.

Boom! The stadium vibrated, and the dust mist turned into a mushroom cloud and rose up.

!Chretien Watteau scored 6.

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Cold sweat slid down Watanabe's forehead, watching a big hole-like hole smashed out of bounds, he was glad he avoided it.