Chapter 486 Perfect Vs. Perfect

The gazes of the generals from various countries changed with the movement of the two people on the court.

"Qp, Amadeus, Reinhardt, now it's Camus' turn."

The powerful Forio Roman, the vice-captain of the Spanish team, said: "Is this guy planning to beat all the top players in high school?"

Hear the words.

Medanore and Mars' eyes flashed next to them.

"yes."

Mars, who is even more beautiful than the girls, said with emotion: "Before this, who would have thought that a 12-year-old kid could attract so much attention."

"Shin Ishikawa"

Medanore narrowed his eyes.

According to the information he knew, the opponent also defeated Echizen Ryuya, who was on the same team as him and whose strength was unfathomable.

Before that, Medanore felt that Long Ya was very powerful, which made him very afraid. When they met again, he could no longer see through the other party's strength.

Moreover, whenever his eyes came into contact with Long Ya, he always felt an indescribable sense of danger. It was as if the person next to him was not a human being, but a terrifying man-eating beast.

Unimaginable.

How strong is this young man who defeated Long Ya head-on?

Actually.

Medanore came here this time just for the other party. Although there was intelligence and video, in his opinion, nothing was as real as seeing it with his own eyes and feeling it on the ground.

"If I'm not mistaken, these people must have similar thoughts, right?"

Thoughts turned around.

Medanore's eyes quickly swept across the court, including Reinhardt, Amadeus, Tasta, and the last man, who now has half a foot standing at the top of world tennis.

"Jurgen Barisavage Polk!"

Two years ago, the other party's reputation was far less than his. But in the two years since he suffered serious injuries, this rookie of the German team has grown to such an amazing extent.

You know, even at home in Germany, if the opponent can defeat the world's number one Novak Brynner in the Open, it is already a legendary figure among high school students.

If so.

If there is anyone among the high school students who can stop the Japanese team boy, in Medanore's opinion, the only ones are Polk and him.

That's right.

Medanore did not think that Leopold Camus, the head coach of the French team in front of him, who was as famous as him in the outside world, could beat this junior high school student.

"Hello, Ishikawa-kun."

In front of the net.

Wearing a blue, white and red coat, the handsome young man with long blond hair braided down to his chest smiled and spoke.

"Hello."

Ishikawa nodded slightly.

Regarding Camus, he studied it when he was looking for information. If Polk represents the strongest combat power of high school students, Amadeus represents the strongest technology, then Camus represents the strongest tactician.

Compared to his strength and skills, he is more famous for his understanding of tennis. In the entire tennis world, it is quite forward-looking.

Because of this.

He is also known as a figure who may change the tennis world in the future.

In terms of personal character and charm, Camus in the original work is also very admirable. When the French team was at an absolute disadvantage and could be eliminated at any time, he decisively stopped Doron.

The reason is also very simple. He just doesn't want to ruin the tennis career of his juniors.

To know.

If Camus plays, given his strength, he is very likely to defeat Duke and allow the French team to advance to the semifinals. As the head coach of the French team, Camus made such a decision, which shows the tremendous pressure he is under.

"You are strong."

Camus locked his eyes on Ishikawa and said in a deep voice: "In a sense, you are the player I am least sure of defeating in this World Cup."

"oh?"

Ishikawa raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and immediately reacted.

For Camus, he is different from Polk, Amadeus and others. Although he is powerful, he has been promoted to a professional player and has played many games. But although Ishikawa also played a lot of games, his record was too exaggerated and his strength was unfathomable.

In comparison.

Ishikawa is indeed a more troublesome existence

"But I'll give it my all."

Camus caressed the racket in his hand, and when he touched the handle, he felt as gently as if he were holding a lover's wrist, his eyes full of love.

"Forehead?"

Seeing this, the eyes of Shishito, Tachibana and others outside the stadium couldn't help but change.

"How do I feel that this person has some skills with the racket?"

"Strange, right?"

Mitsuya nodded and said: "This is normal. In fact, Camus regarded the racket as his lover. Rumor has it that he took this racket around Europe not long ago."

"Honeymoon?!"

The corners of Shido's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice.

"It's not impossible."

Qian pushed up his glasses and said meaningfully: "The West has been very open in the past two years, and its diverse culture has given many people more possibilities for marriage."

"W-what do you mean?"

Yuan Shan was confused.

The other Fuji, Renzu and others also showed doubtful expressions.

"Ahem."

Mitsugu coughed twice, shook his head helplessly and said, "As a human being, you can freely choose your own gender."

Kaji raised his eyebrows lightly: "For example?"

Mitsuya smiled bitterly: "For example, Walmart plastic bags and armed helicopters."

"ha?!"

Everyone was stunned.

Immediately, he looked at Camus on the court with a very strange look.

"These Westerners"

Even Tezuka twitched the corners of his mouth twice, shook his head and said, "It's indeed too open!"

"You are wrong."

At this moment, Duke on the side said: "Camus did not regard his gender as a tennis racket. He just had a different feeling for his racket. That's all."

"Placing your love on the racket?"

Taneshima, Irie and others looked at the blond young man on the court with interest. The latter smiled and said: "What an interesting person. I just don't know what his tennis skills will be."

Not only them, but Polk, Medanore and others in the stands were also interested in Camus' tennis.

And the other side.

Everyone in the French team stared at Ishikawa.

Two wins and two losses.

This singles match will determine the final result of this eight-to-four match. Although they have great confidence in Camus's strength, Ishikawa, who has defeated various masters along the way and whose strength is bottomless, is also very fearful.

"General, he should be able to win, right?"

Morrow spoke.

He has always been free and easy-going, and likes to be cool and funny, but his attitude at this moment has become rare and serious.

"Hmm."

However.

But no one responded to him.

Even Sharudalu, who had always been extremely proud, showed a strong look of fear in his eyes.

He thought of yesterday, and he was frightened and panicked just by a look. If Duke hadn't appeared, he would have definitely fallen hard.

"Take a good look."

Barthes was even more calm: "Leopold will definitely not let us down."

"I'm looking forward to this game."

On the court, Ishikawa smiled and said, "I think you won't let me down, senior, right?"

"certainly!"

Camus spoke confidently.

Now that he has reached this point, no matter how the previous game goes, all he has to do is defeat the young man in front of him and lead the French team to the semi-finals.

immediately.

The two guess the right to serve.

After a while, both sides retreated to the bottom line. The referee's voice also sounded: "The game has begun, France's Camus serves, and the game is over!"

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

The words fell.

The originally noisy stadium then became quiet, and everyone's eyes turned to the blond young man who was playing tennis slowly.

"Then please watch my serve!"

call!

I saw Camus grabbing the tennis ball in his hand, and then throwing it high. He stood on tiptoes, stretched his tall upper body, swung the racket and aimed at the tennis ball in mid-air, then turned the racket lightly and hit the tennis ball at an angle.

Bang!

The crisp sound stirred.

Under the gaze of everyone, the tennis ball turned into a flash of red light and flashed past.

The light is hot.

The air flow is scalding hot.

Many people who were close to him suddenly felt an uncontrollable restlessness in their hearts.

"What exactly is this serve?"

Everyone in the Japanese team was moved.

Even Tezuka, who has always had a calm personality, felt his heartbeat speeding up uncontrollably the moment he saw this serve.

"Did you use this trick as soon as you came up?"

Duke's squinted eyes slowly opened, revealing a rather solemn expression: "Through the rotation and change of luster of the serve, it stirs up the emotions in others - the kiss of the God of Love!"

Bang!

but.

What everyone responded to was a crisp hitting sound.

"Been beaten back?!"

The French team players couldn't help but be surprised.

Especially those high school students, they did not expect that Camus, who used his unique skills immediately, failed to score directly.

"That's the [Kiss of Cupid]!"

Bart's pupils couldn't stop trembling.

No one knows the horror of this serve better than him. In the six years from junior high school to high school, even though his strength continued to grow, he was still unable to crack this trick.

In Camus’ words, as long as there are emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in the heart, it is impossible not to be affected.

"Don't tell me"

As if he thought of something, his expression changed and his eyes suddenly turned to Ishikawa who had completed the return of serve: "Is he an emotionless person?"

If you are ruthless, you will not be disturbed.

Only in this way can the other party ignore the influence of [Kiss of Love].

"No, that's not right!"

But immediately, Bart dismissed this idea. Because he could see clearly, there was an obvious smile on the other person's face.

"It's not that he has no emotions, but"

"But have you reached the point where you can control your emotions as you please?"

Thinking of this, Camus on the court had a flash of light in his eyes.

It's hard to imagine.

The other party's state of mind, which is not yet 13 years old, has reached such a level. Logically speaking, a young man of this age should be high-spirited and contented.

However, the opponent who continuously defeated all the masters never showed the slightest bit of complacency.

Bang!

At this time.

Camus received the tennis ball returned by Ishikawa and was slightly shocked: "He was so calm. Under those circumstances, he even cracked the special spin I played!"

At this time, he could clearly feel that the only spin on the tennis ball was the opponent's shot. This shows how calm and calm the opponent is when hitting the ball.

"In that case."

Think of this.

Camus turned the racket, exerted force on his wrist, and whipped the tennis ball away.

Snap!

The ball's landing point was extremely precise on the baseline.

Bang!

But Ishikawa's counterattack was also very strong, directly pressing on the center of the bottom edge.

"hiss"

For a moment, many French team players were shocked. Facing such a fierce offensive from their commander, the opponent actually did not fall behind at all, and there were even faint signs of counterattack.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

As time went by, the duel between the two became more intense.

The ball speed is getting faster and the spin is getting stronger. It was obviously just a casual swing, but it made the self-proclaimed players around him feel terrified.

Gradually.

Due to the accelerated speed of the duel between the two, it was difficult for them to see the trajectory of the tennis ball clearly. The sound of hitting the ball rang in my ears, as intense as firecrackers exploding.

"Gudu."

The Belgian captain Bex, who was wearing a black, yellow and red jacket and who acted extremely calm and confident before the game, subconsciously swallowed his saliva at this moment.

"Are you kidding me?"

He, who considered himself a master of the second tier, found it difficult to even keep up with the movements of the two of them.

"These two guys shouldn't go all out right from the start, right?"

Thinking that Camus had used the "Kiss of Love" as a trick, Bex suddenly felt relieved.

"Yes, that's it."

He comforted himself: "The outcome of this game is related to the quota of the semi-finals. Neither the French team nor the Japanese team will retain it. If it were me, I would definitely strike first!"

While he was thinking this, he suddenly saw that when Camus hit back, the tennis ball disappeared without any warning.

"hiss!"

Bex took a deep breath subconsciously.

"Nice goal."

But at this moment, Ishikawa suddenly appeared at the baseline and appeared in front of the tennis ball without any warning: "But senior, the warm-up should be over by now. What do you think?"

Bang!

The words fell.

The tennis ball was whipped back by him.

"Hot, warm up?!"

Outside the stadium, people like Becks were stunned for a moment, looking at each other in astonishment.

What a joke!

A duel of that level just now was just a warm-up? !

"Um."

However.

Camus's response made them widen their eyes again.

"really."

I saw the opponent slowly lifting the racket, and a sharp luster flashed in his eyes: "It's almost time to start the real duel!"

Buzz!

The words fell.

With his body as the center, an extremely intense white light suddenly erupted.

"Is this... flawless (the light of reserve)?!"

Off the field.

Except for the players from the French team, everyone couldn't help but be surprised. They were either surprised by Camus's action, or shocked by the ability displayed by the other party.

But without exception, everyone looked at Camus with awe.

Buzz!

And just when everyone was curious about how Ishikawa would hit the ball back, a dazzling white light also burst out from the opponent's body.

It's also flawless!

All of a sudden.

Two rays of light bloomed on the court at the same time like double suns in the sky!