Chapter 435 The Correct Use of Strength
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
On the court.
Three figures were fighting.
On the left were Fitzgerald and Hopeman, who were working in perfect harmony. After the two doubles masters of the Australian team switched to defense, they set up their own defense line so that no water could get in.
On the right was Yuanshan, who was actively attacking.
Unlike his opponent who switched to defense, he became more and more excited as he played. Faintly, he gave people a strong momentum of fighting one against two.
However.
As the game continued, Yuanshan's movements slowed down due to the consumption of physical energy. The experienced Fitzgerald saw this and hit a beautiful slice.
"Not good."
Yuanshan's face changed as his physical strength declined. He immediately took a breath and chased after the tennis ball. After getting close, he picked it out.
Swish!
However.
The black youth Hopeman was well prepared. He jumped up and smashed the tennis ball fiercely.
Boom!
The smash landed.
A fierce dust was raised.
"15-0!"
The first goal was scored by the Australian team. Looking at the time, it took nearly 3 minutes.
"As expected of the captain and vice-captain."
Seeing this, the blond boy named Bill Hewitt laughed heartily: "Their defense is the strongest among all high school students."
"Iron Wall Guard!"
Under the billboard outside the stadium, Mitsuya, the staff officer of the Japanese team, said in a deep voice: "The defense of these two people is indeed very terrible. Even Toyama can hardly shake it."
"It's normal."
Saito on the side nodded and said: "Although the doubles of these two people have not reached the professional level. But, they are definitely top-notch."
Sure enough.
The subsequent duel.
Fitzgerald and Hopeman continued to use the iron wall-like defense to continuously repel Toyama's attack.
Afterwards.
The two relied on their rich experience to score from Toyama, whose footsteps were scattered.
Bang!
"Game!"
"Australia, 1-0, exchange positions!"
End of the first game.
The Australian team easily kept the serve.
"These two guys can't find any chance at all!"
When exchanging positions, the continuous attack failed to make any progress. Yuanshan showed a distressed look on his face.
This was the first time he encountered an opponent with such strong defense. In terms of offense, the two opponents combined were not his opponent.
But in terms of defense, the opponent was simply a turtle shell, and it was impossible to break through.
"Iron Wall Guard!"
At this time, Duke said: "In recent years, among the top professional players, those who have outstanding hair and are good at counterattacks are ranked at the top."
"For example."
Speaking of this, he paused and said in a deep voice: "Polke of the German team is a good example. In order to score points in a short period of time, the attacker will constantly seek more tricky offensive routes. At this time, physical strength and state will also be greatly consumed, resulting in mistakes!"
"Hmm."
Yuanshan raised his eyebrows slightly.
He obviously understood what Duke meant. But if he didn't attack, how could he get points?
Without points, how could he win the game?
For a moment.
This gifted and simple-minded boy fell into a deep contradiction.
"Hah!"
But Yuanshan is Yuanshan.
If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't spend more time on it. He just shouted, threw the tennis ball high, jumped up, and made a high-pitched sound.
"Super million-ton fantasy luxury volcanic eruption ball!!!"
Boom!
Accompanied by Yuanshan's serve.
Everyone felt a pain in their eardrums, and then looked at the court, only to see a faint black light suddenly rolling towards the opposite court.
"This serve?!"
Hoppman, who was responsible for receiving the serve, changed his eyes slightly.
He knew that this boy was born with strange strength, and the impact of this serve was probably stronger than any of the previous hits.
Take a breath.
Hoppman lowered his center of gravity and solemnly whipped the racket over.
Bang!
Sure enough.
At the moment when the ball and racket collided, a strong force suddenly broke out. However, Hoppman was the vice-captain of the Australian team after all, and his strength was extraordinary.
With the premise of being prepared, he groaned and hit the strong serve of Yuanshan with force.
"Hit back?!"
Seeing the tennis ball return, the junior high school students of the Japanese team outside the court were stunned. Especially the few people from Shitenhoji, they all felt a little incredible.
"It's normal."
Finally, Ishida Gin, with his hands clasped together, opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "After all, this is a world-class arena, and the opponent is a senior high school player. It is normal for Xiao Jin's power serve to be restricted."
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Sure enough.
In the next duel, Yuanshan still couldn't open the situation. He was suppressed by his opponent for a while, and finally his serve was broken.
"Game!"
"Australia, 2-0!"
"Oh my god!!!"
Winning two games in a row boosted the morale of the Australian team. The surrounding fans were also infected by the atmosphere and cheered loudly.
In an instant.
The terrifying sense of pressure from the home court came back again, combined with the current scoring advantage of the Australian team. The pressure on the players was magnified several times.
"Damn it!"
Under this situation, Toyama's face changed again and again. "These two guys are really difficult to deal with!"
Standing in position.
Toyama, who was a forward, instinctively looked up, but saw a very strange scene.
Fitzgerald, who was a forward, and Hopeman, who was preparing to serve, were standing on the same straight line.
At this time.
Fitzgerald bent down, and from the front, the figures of the two people seemed to overlap.
"This is."
Seeing the actions of the two, the Japanese team representatives in the audience, Oishi and Kikumaru, who were called the golden combination, instinctively widened their eyes.
"Australian formation?!"
Yagyu, Kanzuki, Sengoku and others were also shocked.
But soon.
They reacted.
"Australian team Australian formation. Uh, there seems to be no more reasonable situation than this?"
But
The more this happened, the more pressure they felt. Especially Oishi and Kikumaru, they knew very well how much effect this formation would have if used to the extreme.
Bang!
Sure enough.
When Hopeman served the ball, Fitzgerald in front of him took action at the same time. The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, each took action, as if they had completely turned the court into their own territory.
Bang!
However.
Duke's response was very natural.
He seemed to see through the actions of the two and played a ball calmly. However, it forced the two to turn around and protect the ball.
But the two were also very smart.
Based on the principle of picking the weakest persimmon, they decisively chose to change the target of the attack to the red-haired junior high school student.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The two worked together and once forced Yuanshan into a very embarrassing situation.
"Damn it!"
I felt that I was at a disadvantage and became the opponent's breakthrough point. Yuanshan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his squinting eyes suddenly opened.
Buzz!
At the same time.
With him as the center, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out.
"This is..."
"The light of reserve (perfect)?!"
The faces of the people in the Australian and Japanese teams changed subconsciously.
"The light of fortitude?"
Feeling the sudden increase in Yuanshan's momentum, Noah's face changed. With his experience, Yuanshan at this time has completely entered the field of elite high school students.
With his innate strong physique, if he fights alone, he can completely suppress the two opponents.
"But unfortunately, this is a doubles match."
As Noah spoke, a smile appeared on his face.
Sure enough.
Even if Yuanshan opened the light of fortitude, he still couldn't break through the invincible [Iron Wall Guard] built by Fitzgerald and Hopeman!
However.
Facing the strong Yuanshan, the two had to treat it with caution. For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate, and neither side could score.
"This kid actually blocked the offensive of the two seniors?"
Some Australian players looked at Yuanshan as if they were looking at a monster.
"It's useless."
But high school student Amon Crawford shook his head and said, "If they continue to play at this pace, the opponent's defeat is just a matter of time."
Perhaps.
Yuanshan has plenty of physical strength.
But compared to Fitzgerald and Hopeman, who are called "Undying Runners" and "Iron Men" in the Australian team, they are not good enough.
Because these two people are obviously training themselves hard to drag the game into a tiebreak, or even a three-set two-win system or a five-set three-win system.
Sure enough.
Even Yuanshan, who opened up the glory of fortitude, was gradually found a flaw by the opponent after a stalemate with his opponent.
"Are these two guys monsters?"
Yuanshan, who attacked repeatedly but never made a breakthrough, had strong doubts about his own strength in his heart.
Yuanshan was a little confused.
He didn't know how to get points against such an opponent.
Or.
In a one-on-two situation, no matter what he did, it was meaningless.
Bang!
At this moment.
Fitzgerald keenly caught Yuanshan's flaw and hit a high-speed slice. The tennis ball penetrated Yuanshan's defense and bounced straight back.
At this moment.
The boy was extremely sad.
For the first time, he doubted himself about the path he was taking.
It seemed that the two guys in front of him were really an iron wall defense that could not be defeated by their own strength.
"Watch out, Kintaro."
At this moment, a voice with a little smile came from behind him: "What is real power tennis!"
Boom!
Suddenly.
Accompanied by a terrifying explosion.
A dark black mark shot out as fast as a bullet. The speed was so fast that even many people who claimed to be tennis masters could not see it clearly.
However.
Fitzgerald saw through the trajectory of the ball and chased after it without saying a word.
Puff!
However.
When he swung the racket, the racket surface seemed to be made of paper and was easily torn through.
Boom!
The tennis ball fell to the ground.
The strong force squeezed the ground to produce visible cracks. Fitzgerald and Hopeman could only watch the tennis ball bounce out.
"0-15!"
"Just, what was that?!"
Everyone's eyes were all directed to the fat young man with a smile on his face and narrowed eyes at the baseline.
"Duke Watanabe?"
In the audience, Noah seemed to have thought of something and suddenly raised his head. His dull eyes stared at the vague figure.
"If I remember correctly, he seems to be the most promising newcomer representative of the French team, Duke the Destroyer?"
"It turned out to be him?"
Some people also remembered.
For example, the Australian team members looked at Duke with awe at this time.
Because the opponent's strength was close to the professional level more than two years ago. Now that he appeared in doubles, it can be said that it was completely a sledgehammer.
In response to this.
Fitzgerald and Hopeman's faces became obviously ugly. Especially the former, he just experienced the horror of the opponent's violent shot.
So.
The next actions of the two became restrained. Almost all the time, they had to distract themselves to observe Duke, fearing that the opponent would hit another terrible shot.
But this gave Yuanshan an opportunity.
When the two opponents were oppressed by the momentum exuded by Duke, their own defense could no longer be perfect.
Yuanshan used clever attacks to score points in the game.
Bang!
"Game."
"Japan, 1-2!"
The situation was reversed.
Fitzgerald and Hopeman's iron wall defense had an unstoppable change because they had to be wary of Duke.
Yuanshan took the opportunity to attack and continuously narrowed the gap between the two sides.
One side gained while the other lost.
The Japanese team quickly equalized the score and even quickly surpassed the opponent, continuously widening the score gap between the two sides.
Bang!
"Game!"
"Japan, 3-2!"
Bang!
"Game!"
"Japan, 4-2!"
Bang!
"Game!"
"Japan, 5-2!"
In a blink of an eye, Japan won four games in a row. And pushed the atmosphere of the game to a climax.
Although Fitzgerald and Hopeman were calm enough, the score difference was still widened. About 2 minutes later, Japan even got the match point.
Bang!
Duke hit a ball very refreshingly.
And constantly adjusted his position. When Yuanshan and the opponent were tied, Duke shot again.
Swish!
He took a step, raised his racket and made a strong stroke.
"Not good!!!"
Fitzgerald and Hopeman instinctively retreated.
The guy they had been guarding against was finally ready to use his trick again.
Bang!
But no one expected that Duke hit a very beautiful short ball.
"Fake move?!"
The players of the Australian team were stunned.
No one expected that this burly guy could hit such a delicate ball.
"Don't even think about it!!!"
But at this time, the black youth, Hopman, shouted, rushed up suddenly at an accelerated speed, and hit the tennis ball into the air.
"Remember, Kintaro."
At this time, Duke smiled and said, "Only a fist that is clenched but not punched is the most threatening."
Clenched but not punched?
Hearing this.
Yuanshan was shocked.
He seemed to have opened up some kind of key, and a ray of brilliance flashed in his eyes. Then he jumped up and raised the racket to make a punching posture.
Boom!
Then.
Accompanied by a loud bang.
The tennis ball was blown out by Yuanshan.
Snap!
Puff!
In just a moment.
Yuanshan's powerful shot directly shook Fitzgerald and Hopman's rackets out one after another.
"Double 1 match is over."
Just then, the referee's voice rang out: "Japan wins, score 6-2!"