Chapter 398: Non-Existent Weakness, Ambitious Man on the Court

Match? !

When seeing Mu Shou and Seyfried actively distance themselves, the surrounding tourists became excited.

"Oh, I didn't expect to see a tennis match here. I'm so lucky."

"Yeah, one of them is a representative of the German team. This is so interesting."

"I hope this guy with glasses can last a little longer."

The audience kept moving closer to the court.

Soon.

This place was surrounded by three layers inside and outside.

"Heh."

Seeing such a formation, Mu Shou couldn't help but laugh. Although he didn't know why he lost control of his emotions just now, the situation in front of him was going according to his imagined script.

As long as he defeated the opponent.

He, Mu Shou Yong Shiro, could become a dazzling newcomer in the eyes of everyone. Let him make his next plan easier.

"Damn guy!"

On the other side, Seyfried was so angry that his chest was about to explode. He never thought that someone would dare to attack him as a representative of the German team.

What made him even more angry was that this guy actually mentioned the number that he hated the most in front of him.

"I swear, I will make you pay the price, I will!"

Soon.

The two of them walked to the baseline.

"Let's start."

Mu Shou hooked his fingers at the other party, showing a self-proclaimed gentlemanly and elegant smile: "As a guest, you should be allowed to serve first."

"Arrogant guy!"

Seyfried's eyes flashed a fierce look.

However.

He didn't care about this issue.

"Since you are so arrogant, then pay the price for your arrogance!"

Huh.

The thought turned.

Seyfried threw the tennis ball up.

Then he pushed the ground with both feet, jumped up with the force, and quickly turned the racket in his hand over his head and hit it forward.

Bang!

The crisp sound was exciting.

The tennis ball turned into a light yellow parabola, like a gust of wind, and quickly flew over the blocking net.

"So fast!"

"This kind of serve?!"

The two junior high school students of the Korean team suddenly changed their expressions.

It's not that they haven't seen similar serves before. Those who can play this kind of serve are probably the masters in the team. As for the junior high school students, unless the strongest one or two try their best, they can't do it at all.

Pah!

And at this time.

Sefried's serve landed.

"This kind of landing point?"

Seeing that the tennis ball completely crushed the white mark on the sand, the pupils of the two suddenly shrank.

Hiss!

The moves were fast, accurate and ruthless, giving them the feeling that they were actually at the level of the first-team representative of the Korean team.

"You are worthy of being a master of the German team."

Choi Yong-jun couldn't help but nod.

Lee Soo-hyuk next to him was also very shocked, but just as he was about to speak, he seemed to have seen something shocking, and his face changed: "Hiss, this kind of racket speed?"

Bang!

Just as Choi Yong-jun was about to turn his head to look, he heard a crisp hitting sound. Looking at the tennis ball again, it was violently reversed back.

Its arc is not big, but the height of the ball touching the ground is very low, and after falling, the rotation on it suddenly increases, and the speed also increases.

"Speed ​​change?"

Opposite.

Seyfried frowned slightly.

He felt the sharpness of his opponent's counterattack, and he couldn't help but be more serious. But his footwork is quite good. After seeing the landing point of the tennis ball, he stepped forward and swung the racket to try to catch the tennis ball.

Whoosh!

But he never thought.

After the tennis ball bounced off the ground, it suddenly kept twisting its direction, like a venomous snake shooting at him.

"What?"

Seyfried was shocked.

In a hurry, he turned his head to dodge, letting the tennis ball pass through his original position.

"15-0!"

Opposite.

Mu Shou spoke calmly.

He slowly put away the racket, and an elegant smile appeared on his face. This is the effect he wanted, to make the No. 2 of the German team look ugly under his pressure.

In this way.

Others will definitely pay more attention to him.

"Damn it!"

Sefried was very upset because he lost the points after serving first. He was impatient by nature, and now he became even more agitated after being fooled by others.

"This shot."

Not far away.

Seda narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sefried was in a state of shame and irritability, so he couldn't see it. But he could see clearly that the changes in wooden hands' shots were very complicated.

You know, this is not a normal court, but a sand court.

Generally speaking.

Clay courts are the regular courts that require the highest ball control ability of players. And sand courts are more difficult to play than clay courts.

But.

Even in this case, wooden hands can still play such high-quality shots, which shows the high technical level of the opponent.

"No wonder he is valued by that gentleman."

Seda nodded slightly.

He might be dismissive of others. But he still has awe in his heart for the legendary tennis player.

And.

Seda could also feel that Mushou's provocation to Sefried was not a whim or simply influenced by his "mental hypnosis".

This cunning young man must have a very amazing plan.

"Then."

Thinking of this, Seda narrowed his eyes and locked onto Mu Shou on the court: "Let me see what you want to do, Mu Shou-kun!"

Bang!

After a goal was lost, Seyfried attacked again.

His style of play is typical offensive tennis. After serving, he took the initiative to go to the net. Trying to use his speed to dominate the game.

Bang!

However.

Mu Shou's response was also very appropriate.

Every time he hit the ball, he hit the tennis ball close to Seyfried's feet. The properly controlled distance forced the opponent to slow down.

In this way, the net sprint, which should have been a coherent and smooth action, slowed down visibly.

However.

Seyfried is worthy of being the second-ranked junior high school student in the German team. Even in such an unfavorable situation, he was still able to rush to the net with his personal ability.

"Hehe!"

After reaching the best attacking position, Seyfried looked up and looked at his opponent coldly: "I have seen your weakness clearly. This blow will let you see the consequences of angering me!"

Bang!

The thought came to him.

Seyfried swung the racket strongly and hit the tennis ball straight to the corner on the far side of the wooden hand's backhand.

"Good shot!"

"Really amazing, worthy of being a player of the German team!"

"That's right, just get rid of the opponent in one go!"

The audience around cheered and applauded.

Most of the tourists were white, and their position was inherently on Seyfried's side.

In the eyes of these people.

It's not that wooden hands can't be strong, but the winner must be Seyfried.

Swish!

But at this moment.

A figure appeared in front of the landing point of the tennis ball at an astonishing speed.

"What?!"

Seyfried's face suddenly changed.

He didn't even notice how the opponent moved there.

"Is his foot strength so fast?"

Bang!

At this time.

Mu Shou hit back.

The tennis ball passed through Sefried's defense and accurately pressed on the baseline, scoring directly.

"0-30!"

Wow!

For a moment.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The eyes looking at Mu Shou became extremely shocked.

"Damn it!"

Sefried, who was fooled for the second time, turned away with gritted teeth. After that, he served again and continued to go to the net in disbelief.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Sefried moved quickly, and Mu Shou was indeed suppressed by him. However, just when he was about to win with one blow, Mu Shou moved.

Swish!

The opponent took a step to the left.

Then.

Before his left foot landed, the distance between him and the tennis ball was visibly reduced.

The next moment.

He appeared near the tennis ball.

"One moment?!"

The two players of the Korean team instinctively widened their eyes.

From their perspective, this guy with glasses moved to the tennis ball landing point in an instant.

Isn't this leg strength too terrible? !

"This guy, huh!"

Sefried's face changed again and again.

He also felt that it was tricky. If the opponent could really move to the tennis ball landing point in an instant. Then his serve and volleyball would be completely meaningless.

Take a deep breath.

Sefried tried to calm himself down.

He knew that he had met a master. If he continued to play by feeling, he might really fall here.

So.

He changed his style and began to observe his opponent.

And Sefried's personal ability was extraordinary. After losing the third ball, he figured out the opponent's action pattern.

"This guy is not really in one step."

Although the score was behind, Sefried's eyes became more fierce: "He just used some special footwork to deceive my eyes. And from the perspective of his playing style of always staying at the baseline, his weakness is in front of the net!"

Just a brief analysis, Sefried got the answer. I saw that Mu Shou was a baseline player.

Snap!

Therefore.

In the next match, he suddenly attacked and hit a short ball without warning.

Snap

The sand in front of the net was very soft.

The short ball did not bounce very high, and Mu Shou's reaction was also a step slower, so he could only watch the tennis ball fall to the ground.

"15-40!"

Seyfried spoke, and his face showed a confident look.

"I have seen through your weakness."

He looked at his opponent and said confidently: "You have already lost!"

Seyfried seemed extremely confident.

In the next match, he proved his statement. From the situation of falling behind in the score, he continuously recovered the points.

In the end.

Leading the opponent 1-0.

"A beautiful goal!"

"As expected of Seyfried, the level of the German team is extraordinary!"

"Brother with glasses, you have to work hard, don't lose to the opponent, haha."

The audience laughed.

Seyfried's reversal of the situation made them very excited. After all, compared to Mu Te's victory, they would rather see the white man dominate the court.

"Strange. Eishiro?"

But on the other side, the players in Higachu showed puzzled expressions.

If they remembered correctly, Mu Te's shrinking technique was not just this level.

"Did he get injured during the last game?"

Chinen thought of the ferocious showdown between Kite and Tono in the last shuffle, and expressed his guess.

"Stop thinking nonsense."

Kai, who still had palm marks on his face, shook his head: "Eishiro, he must have his own thoughts."

"Um."

Ping Guba nodded in approval.

The reason why they followed Mu Shu was because they grew up together. More, it is to be impressed by the other party's ability and means.

Several people knew it very well.

It is impossible for Kute to be stupid if he can endure it and constantly push his limits in order to defeat Ishikawa.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

but.

Next game.

Seyfried showed off his power, attacking continuously, scoring from wooden hands, and constantly expanding the score.

Bang!

"Game!"

"Seyfried, 2-0!"

Bang!

"Game!"

"Seyfried, 3-0!"

Bang!

"Game!"

"Seyfried, 4-0!"

Bang!

"Game!"

"Seyfried, 5-0!"

A blink of an eye.

Seyfried got five innings.

He fully demonstrated his strong personal ability and demonstrated his offensive tennis to the fullest.

"snort!"

In the sixth game, when the wooden hand was serving, Seyfried showed a confident smile on his face: "I thought you had so many abilities, but you only had that move back and forth. I was so disappointed."

He shook his head and sighed, with a playful smile on his face, trying to provoke his opponent.

"Yeah?"

However, Mu Shu's reaction was very calm. He shook his head and said, "In that case, you probably don't have any other moves."

With that sighing look, someone who didn't know it might have thought that Mu Shu had the upper hand.

"snort."

Seyfried sneered: "No matter how hard you talk, it's useless, the score is here. Next, let me completely defeat you!"

"Okay, I'm looking forward to that scene."

Mu Shu smiled faintly.

The performance of the two gave people an extremely strong contrast. Seyfried clearly had the upper hand, but they seemed to have a calmer and calmer attitude, while Seyfried was obviously going crazy.

Bang!

At this time.

The wooden hand knocked the tennis ball away.

Seyfried sneered and fired back, and then started his own strong attack. His routine was the same as before, intending to use the time difference between shots to suppress his opponent.

Snapped!

After a long ball.

Seyfried suddenly made a fake move and hit the tennis ball lightly with a short ball.

"snort!"

Seyfried narrowed his eyes and looked at his opponent coldly: "I want to see how you can save this ball."

Uh-huh!

But at this moment.

Wooden hands raised his feet and stepped forward.

In just the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of the net from the baseline.

Bang!

Subsequently.

The wooden hand swings the bat.

The tennis ball instantly turned into a pale yellow light, blooming at Seyfried's feet.

"terribly sorry."

After scoring a goal, Mu Shou said with a faint smile: "I don't have any blind spots!"

"How, how is it possible?"

Seyfried's eyes widened.

He looked at the other party in disbelief, not understanding why the other party suddenly conquered his 'weakness'.

"No, it's impossible."

Immediately, he raised his head suddenly and stared at his opponent: "I was just careless just now, do it again!"

call!

Mu Shu didn't talk nonsense.

After he threw the tennis ball up with one hand, he half-jumped up very gracefully, swinging the racket and slamming it down quickly.

Bang!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded.

The tennis ball turned into a continuously twisting arc, spinning violently in mid-air. After falling in front of Seyfried, he slipped under his eyes like a flexible snake.

"Look, can't you see through it?"

Seyfried stood there, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He didn't even see the trajectory of the tennis ball clearly?

"really."

not far away.

Seda, who was watching the game silently, had a glint in his eyes: "He deliberately made Seyfried think he had discovered his weakness, but in fact, he directed and acted it himself."

The so-called weakness in front of the Internet has never existed.

"Kite Eishiro, you are indeed an out-and-out careerist!"