Chapter 494: The World's Second Place Suffers a Complete Defeat (Part 2)
"It's a lie, isn't it?!"
The Swiss team had a look of as if they had seen a ghost.
That's Federer!
Even in this World Cup, he is one of the best power players. But he was defeated by a junior high school student?
"Ah."
In the crowd, Pugu sighed.
Others didn't know, but he saw it carefully. As the most familiar person among the people present, he knew that the opponent's loss was not unfair.
Power-type tennis, especially tennis that reaches the supergravity dimension, is only one aspect, and it pays more attention to the use of [momentum]. The so-called [momentum] is composed of spiritual will.
However.
In the confrontation with the junior high school student, Federer hesitated and hesitated. The inner turmoil became the fundamental reason for the collapse of his [momentum].
The so-called light ball was the final detonation. If he really confronted the power head-on, Federer would never lose.
But it's a pity.
Tennis has never been a simple matter of strength.
"Elbert, Senior!"
On the side of the court, Henry ran forward nervously to check on the other player's condition.
"Sorry."
Federer's mature and steady face showed a bitter smile: "Henry, I'm afraid I can't continue playing."
After saying that.
He tried to raise his right wrist, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The piercing pain made him grin.
"It's over."
Henry had only this thought in his mind.
Federer was defeated.
With his strength, it was impossible to stop the attack of the two opponents.
"Referee!"
However, before he applied, Amadeus, the main player, raised his hand first and said, "We give up this game!"
"Alas"
As soon as these words came out.
A sigh sounded in the Swiss team's camp.
"It's over?"
In the stands, representatives from various countries were very surprised. Some people even showed shocked expressions on their faces.
"That's Albert Federer!"
"A super-powerful player was defeated before the second set even started?!"
Among the crowd.
The power players were full of disbelief. Among them was Kevin Krause, the [Wild Bear's Son] of the German team.
"Actually."
The boy's face was full of surprise.
"Kevin."
At this time, Bismarck next to him asked curiously: "With your current strength, can you block this person's attack?"
"No."
Kevin Krause shook his head.
Because the defeat to Yuanshan stimulated his potential and awakened his original rationality. After returning to normal, after this period of recuperation, his strength has been improved.
But.
Thinking of the light shot of the man just now, he still couldn't help shaking his head.
"Even Albert Federer couldn't block the ball, how could I do it."
This basically admitted that he was not the opponent of the other party.
"Hmm."
Hearing this,
Seyfried, Frankensteiner and others were all shocked.
Especially the former, who broke through his limit, was not sure that he could beat Klaus. But the other party admitted so straightforwardly that he was no match for the junior high school student of the Spanish team.
This made him suddenly have a strong fear of the Spanish team.
"Akutsu Jin!"
At this time, the captain Polk said: "This name. It sounds like it."
"Yeah."
The staff officer Qp beside him nodded heavily.
"Akutsu Jin, the original representative player of Japan U17. I don't know why, he withdrew from the selection midway and became the representative of the Spanish team together with Echizen Ryoma."
"This"
Hearing this, the eyes of other German players, including Becker and others, flashed with shock.
Bismarck couldn't help but say, "If we count the two of them, the junior high school lineup of the Japanese team is too exaggerated!"
"Speaking of which."
At this time, Becker also asked, "I am more curious about why the other party left? Moreover, as long as the Japanese coach's brain is not broken, he will not let the other party leave, right?"
"I don't know about this."
Qp shook his head. I am afraid that only the parties involved know the inside story. But then, he changed the subject: "However, I have learned a piece of news about this Akutsu."
Hearing this.
Everyone on the German team looked at him.
Qp said meaningfully: "During the Japanese Junior High School League, this junior high school student named Akutsu Jin was the official representative of Hyotei Academy."
"Hyotei?"
"What is that?"
Sefried and Frankensteiner looked at each other.
They didn't understand why Qp suddenly mentioned this junior high school.
"Hyotei Academy?"
Bismarck reacted quickly, with a flash of surprise in his eyes: "If I remember correctly, that person is among the contestants of this school."
"Ishikawa Shin!"
Becker continued his words, speaking solemnly.
Shua!
As soon as these words came out.
The eyes of the German team's contestants all changed.
A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.
Ishikawa, who defeated a group of top players including Qp, has become a player who can rival Polk. All the news about the opponent, no matter how small, will be taken seriously.
"That guy's words are not surprising."
At this time, a tall brown-haired boy with a star-shaped necklace on his neck spoke.
Berti Barisavich Polk.
The younger brother of German team captain Polk, and also one of the only professional doubles players in this World Cup.
Berti said with great emotion: "Perhaps, we should really be happy. Otherwise, facing the Japanese team with these two junior high school students, the situation may not be optimistic!"
In the past, the players of the champion German team would never say such words. But the Japanese team is different. They defeated them strongly in the exhibition match.
Facts have proved that the Japanese team is indeed the strongest dark horse in this World Cup. Even the German team, which has won the World Cup for nine consecutive years and is going all out, is not sure of winning.
And.
Berti is right. The strength of the Japanese team is really exaggerated. Even in the eyes of many people, the current Japanese team, especially the junior high school students, can be divided into 2 or 3 top teams.
From this point of view, they are indeed lucky.
"Speaking of which."
Bismarck looked at Federer who was carried away by medical staff on the court, and said in a deep voice: "This semi-final, the Spanish team should have won, right?"
Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this.
After two consecutive defeats, let alone the Swiss team, even the German team may not be able to turn the tables.
"But it is not impossible."
Qp spoke, and when he spoke, his eyes fell on a tall young man who walked out of the Swiss team camp: "Kularaja Tasta, his strength is not inferior to Amadeus!"
One team, two professions.
This is the biggest trump card of the Swiss team.
At the same time, it is also the confidence that they can turn the tables when facing desperate situations.
"Things may not be so optimistic."
But at this time, the main general Polk seemed to see something and shook his head secretly.
"Next, the singles 2 match will begin."
At this time.
The broadcast sounded again.
"Spain team representative Echizen Ryoma (junior 3) vs. Switzerland team representative Kuralaga Tasta (senior 3)."
"Please prepare both players."
Step!
As soon as the voice fell.
A handsome young man with a calm face walked out from the direction of the Spanish team. People with keen observation skills can even feel that this person and the boy who just played singles No. 3 are nearly 70% similar.
"Junior high school student?"
Seeing the opponent, Tasta's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Medanore, that guy, is a bit too arrogant!"
Who do the Spanish team think they are?
The Japanese team?
But even if it is the Japanese team, I am afraid they would not dare to let a junior high school student deal with them?
Thinking of this.
Tasta sneered in his heart.
"Although I don't know what you are up to, I'm sure to win this match!"
As a professional player, not to mention that his opponent is an unknown junior high school student, even if it is Mars or Medanore, Tasta is not afraid at all.
In his opinion, when the opponent announces the list of players, it means that the game is over.
"Hmm."
But.
Unlike Tasta's confidence, Amadeus, the captain of the Swiss team, smelled a hint of something unusual in the rest area.
But he knew very well that Tasta was arrogant. The relationship between the two had become very stiff because of the competition for the captain. If he said anything now, it would only make the relationship between the two worse.
What's more.
This was just his hunch. With Tasta's strength, this match would have almost no other results except victory.
"That guy finally appeared!"
At the same time.
At the location of the Japanese team, everyone became cautious after seeing Long Ya appear on the stage.
That's right.
In the reshuffle, the opponent was indeed severely beaten by Ishikawa. But this does not mean that this Echizen Ryoma is not strong enough.
After all, even Byodoin had ‘died’ once during the fight with Ishikawa.
Moreover.
In that match, Ryoma showed the strength of a professional level. After such a long time, the opponent’s strength will never stand still.
In short, the Swiss player is probably in trouble!
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
Soon.
After both sides guessed the right to serve, they retreated to the baseline. Tasta hit the tennis ball while observing his opponent.
“The match is a best-of-three game.”
“In the first game, Tasta from the Swiss team serves, and the game ends.”
After the referee on the high chair finished speaking, Tasta also grabbed the tennis ball in his hand. He looked at his opponent with a sharp light in his eyes: “I can solve the first game in 10 minutes!”
Huh!
The thought came to him.
Then he threw the tennis ball high up, then stood on tiptoe, raised his upper body, and swung the racket vigorously. With a bang, he dunked the tennis ball.
Tat Tat!!
Almost at the moment of hitting the ball, Tasta leaned forward, exerted force with both feet, and completed the process of going to the net.
“Here it comes!”
Seeing this, the masters from all countries were all shocked.
Kulalaja Tasta!
A player with professional-level strength, just like his teammate Amadeus is best at technology. Tasta has reached the professional level in the field of speed.
He has top-level speed and offensive tennis that can convert it into substantial effects.
For him, once the attack is started. The opponent will then face the offensive like a storm.
Bang!
Opposite.
Long Ya hit the tennis ball back.
And Tasta approached the net, raised the racket without saying a word, and hit it to the corner. After forcing the opponent to move to one side, he continued to move towards the best attacking position without slowing down.
Whoosh!
When Long Ya caught up with the tennis ball and hit it back. Tasta, who had entered the best attacking position, jumped up and hit a smash.
Boom!
The tennis ball fell violently.
Then it bounced up suddenly and flew past Long Ya.
"15-0!"
"6 seconds!"
In the audience, Mitsuya said solemnly.
From serving to scoring, the Swiss team's master only took 6 seconds. Such a fierce offensive really makes people feel very depressed.
Bang!
Very soon.
Tasta served again.
As before, he hit the tennis ball hard and chose to go to the net quickly. His speed was so fast and his movements were so calm and natural that even the top players of other teams couldn't help but nod.
Germany, Polk nodded and said: "In terms of the offensive at the net, he is indeed not inferior to many professional players."
"Yeah."
Qp also nodded heavily.
He had studied Tasta carefully and knew that the opponent's tennis was the kind that quickly entered the rhythm. Moreover, his offensive was like a furnace, burning more and more vigorously. Once the opponent finished warming up, it would be difficult to take the initiative of the game from him.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Sure enough.
Then Tasta attacked frantically, and the boy on the other side was defeated step by step, and he had no power to fight back.
Bang!
"Game!"
"Switzerland, 1-0, exchange positions!"
1 minute and 12 seconds.
Tasta successfully got the serve.
Such a fast scoring efficiency surprised others. But Tasta was very calm and composed, because this was just the beginning.
Now he is only 50% away from the real warm-up.
"Little devil!"
With his eyes locked on his opponent, Tasta's eyes flashed with a cold color: "You may have some skills, but unfortunately, you have missed the golden time to stop me."
Once Tasta really completed the warm-up, his body functions were completely released. Even Amadeus could only be suppressed by him. Bang!
The second game.
Long Ya served.
As soon as he made a shot, it was the [Super Outward Spin Serve] that Echizen had played before, which could produce a large change in direction.
"Heh."
However, when he saw the ball, Tasta shook his head in disdain: "This kind of ball skill has no effect on me."
Bang!
As soon as the words fell.
He quickly shot and blew it out before the tennis ball changed.
Tat Tat!!
After that, Tasta went to the net again, launching a fierce storm-like attack, suppressing his opponent and scoring continuously.
Bang!
"0-15."
Bang!
"0-30."
Bang!
"0-40."
Bang!
"Game!"
"Switzerland, 2-0!"
2 minutes and 34 seconds.
Tasta successfully won the second game.
His scoring efficiency was far beyond the understanding of others. At this speed, he might even finish the first set in 8 minutes.
"As expected of Tasta!"
"He is a professional player after all, and the Swiss team was also angry in the two games just now."
"At this rate, I'm afraid the doubles 1 game will start in 20 minutes."
"Look, the Swiss team has indeed arranged for the players to go out for warm-up."
Some sharp-eyed people soon discovered that two figures on the Swiss team's side left to warm up.
On the other hand, the Spanish team seemed to have not yet felt the danger coming and did not make any arrangements.
"Don't these guys think they can still win this game?"
Tasta sneered in his heart. He glanced at Long Ya, who looked indifferent, and the coldness in his eyes became stronger: "In this case, then I will let you feel the horror of a real professional player!"
Bang!
The third game began.
Tasta launched another offensive.
At this time, he had already lifted 60% of the strength limit. Trying to completely kill the unrealistic fantasy of the Spanish team with faster scoring efficiency.
"I got this point!"
Tasta leaped up, aimed at Long Ya's blind spot, and hit a fierce smash.
"Heh."
However.
Just as he hit the smash, the dark green-haired boy on the opposite side raised a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth.
Bang!
The next moment.
A touch of light yellow luster bloomed without warning at the foot of Tasta.
"What?!"
Tasta, who had not yet landed, widened his eyes in disbelief: "Impossible!!!"
This smash that he was sure of was counterattacked by his opponent before he even reacted?
rustle
but.
No matter how much he denied it, the gently rolling tennis ball behind him was an indisputable fact.
"Come again!"
Tasta, filled with anger, hit the tennis ball again. But this time, he directly adjusted his strength control to 80%.
Bang!
However.
What greeted him was still a counterattack that was too fast for him to react.
"0-30!"
"hiss"
Looking at the clear trace of impact at Tasta's feet, the Swiss team player subconsciously took a breath.
"This guy!!!"
at this time.
No matter how stupid Tasta was, he still realized that the other party was clearly hiding his strength just now. This is a powerful enemy and cannot tolerate his careless master.
Bang!
Thinking of this, Tasta served again.
But this time, he further increased his speed. At the same time, it allows the body to enter the state faster with higher efficiency.
His goal is simple, to warm up quickly. After that, even if the opponent is a player of Amadeus' level, he can only be suppressed by him.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
immediately.
The two started a fierce confrontation.
Tasta's speed became faster and faster, and in the eyes of others, only an afterimage remained. Moreover, as the game continued, the traces of the afterimage became increasingly blurred.
"W-what speed is this?!"
The spectators outside the stadium were shocked.
On the side of the Japanese team, the fastest Kaji also showed a strong look of fear in his eyes.
In a pure competition of speed, he was no match for the opponent. But what made him feel even more pressure was Tasta's overwhelming attack speed.
The opponent's batting rhythm is very fast, which not only tests the speed of movement and reaction speed, but also requires a lot of mental and physical strength.
The average person who can maintain a super-fast offensive for 30 seconds is already a master. But Tasta launched an offensive for more than a minute.
However.
What is even more surprising is that in the face of Tasta's fierce offensive, the guy opposite Echizen Ryuya did not fall behind at all.
"Quick, quick, quick!!!"
On one side of the court, Tasta continued to speed up the attack. He also felt the state of his opponent, but he did not panic because his warm-up was almost completed.
Once the warm-up is over, it means nothing no matter how hard the opponent struggles.
Bang!
Another ball flew out.
It hit the inside of the baseline at an astonishing speed. Then, a figure wearing a Spanish coat suddenly appeared in front of the landing point.
Oh!
As his racket was raised, there was a bang, and Tasta's attack was counterattacked again.
"it's over."
At this time, Tasta, who had completed his warm-up and fully activated his body functions, had a confident smile on his face: "The pointless confrontation ends here!"
Oh!
Suddenly, he swung the racket and pulled out a somewhat blurry afterimage. The speed of this counterattack was so fast that even Atobe, who was famous for his sharp eyesight, could only vaguely see a trace of the afterimage.
"Is this professional-level strength?"
Everyone's heart sank.
Pure offensive tennis can achieve such a terrifying level, and the opponent is worthy of being second only to Amadeus in the Swiss team.
On the other hand, look at the Swiss team.
After seeing Tasta take action, everyone relaxed.
"it's over."
Ranbir said softly.
Once Tasta turned on his extreme attacking tennis, there was no other possibility in the match.
Bang!
But the next moment.
A crisp sound of hitting the ball suddenly sounded.
"What?"
Everyone in the Swiss team, including Tasta himself, looked at his feet in disbelief. A brand new landing mark appeared there without any warning.
"0-40!"
"this"
Tasta was stunned.
He couldn't understand why his own trick could be cracked by the other party so easily?
"Senior, your warm-up is done, right?"
At this time, the boy opposite looked at him with a smile: "In that case, it's almost time to start the real showdown."
A real showdown? !
Everyone was stunned.
They looked at each other in disbelief, as if they were hallucinating.
"Arrogant guy!"
Tasta didn't expect that the other party would dare to humiliate him like this. From the beginning, he was waiting for this moment, and when he finished the warm-up, he slapped him hard in the face.
"Okay, very good!"
He laughed angrily.
Then he tightened his grip on the racket and looked at the opponent with sharp eyes: "I was originally preparing to use this move in the finals. Since you want a real duel, then feel free to experience how terrifying it is at the professional level!"
Buzz!
The words fell.
With his body as the center, a silvery-white brilliance like the moonlight was emitted. At the same time, Tasta's aura became more unpredictable.
"This is."
Seeing this, Mitsuya's eyes narrowed and he said solemnly: "Super-speed tennis dimension?!"
"I didn't expect that he would hide such a trick."
Representatives from other countries looked at Tasta with even more fear.
The so-called career is to develop players' abilities to the extreme, and after breaking through their own limits, they can realize higher-level abilities.
The ultra-high-speed tennis dimension is one of the thresholds for entering the professional level.
Obviously.
Tasta has already stepped into it.
The ultra-high-speed dimensional field he displayed was more intense than Yuezhi. The intensity of its aura even surpassed that of Federer and Pugu who mastered the hypergravity dimension.
"Watch it!"
Tasta holds the tennis ball in his hand, raises the racket and makes a serving motion.
Uh-huh!
But in the eyes of others, he only moved his shoulders and no other movements were seen.
However.
The tennis ball disappeared.
"What?!"
Among the masters, even Yuezhi's pupils shrank.
quick!
Too fast!
Tasta, who entered the super-speed dimension, could actually hit a serve that was not inferior to his Mach? !
As if sensing the emotional reactions of others, Tasta showed a confident smile on his face.
Bang!
But that's it.
An untimely hitting sound suddenly sounded.
"Um?"
Tasta's expression changed slightly, and he looked intently, only to see a light yellow light spot flying towards him.
"You actually called back?"
His heart sank, but the speed of his hands did not slow down. After moving towards the landing point of the tennis ball, Tasta immediately swung the racket and hit the tennis ball over again.
Long Ya also caught up, and at the moment of hitting the ball, he could clearly feel the white light spots splashing out from his body.
"That's the light of reserve?!"
Polk, Amadeus and others noticed the special changes in Long Ya.
"Well, is he using the light of restraint to the best possible extent without any reservation?"
Qp fell into deep thought.
The young man in front of him was the player who had the deepest understanding of the light of reserve and the best use of it that he had ever seen.
"But. With this alone, he may not be able to withstand Tasta's offensive, right?"
after all.
As the offensive pace of the ultra-high-speed dimension increases, it may be difficult for the opponent to catch up with Tennis in the end.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
but.
As time passed, no one saw the scene of Long Ya being suppressed by Tasta.
on the contrary.
They also had a very strange feeling that the rhythm of their game seemed to be slowing down.
"What on earth happened?"
Ranbir, Henry and others all had puzzled looks in their eyes.
"Kulalaga is slowing down."
Amadeus said with a solemn expression: "His body seems to be bound by some kind of restraint. The momentum of the ultra-high-speed dimension is also constantly weakening."
"Damn it"
On the court.
I don’t know when it started, Tasta’s face was covered with sweat. He was moving towards the tennis ball, but with every step he took, there was an indescribable feeling of fatigue that spread throughout every part of his body.
"What on earth is going on?"
Tasta's hand holding the racquet trembled slightly.
After feeling that the power in his body seemed to be disappearing in some form, he panicked.
Gradually.
He made more unnecessary movements, and his face showed an expression of difficulty when swinging the racket. The amount of sweating also became more and more alarming.
Plop!
final.
The game entered 9 minutes and 56 seconds.
The Swiss team's top player seemed to have been drained of all his strength and fell to the ground weakly.
"Huha. Huh. Ha."
Tasta was breathing heavily, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.
"Is this the end?"
opposite.
Long Ya had a regretful expression on her face.
But then, he looked at Tasta playfully and said with a smile: "However, I still have to thank you, senior, for allowing me to obtain very good abilities."
Buzz!
The words fell.
With his body as the center, a silver-white light like the moonlight was emitted.
"It's hard to tell"
After hearing the other party's words and seeing the familiar changes in the other party's aura, Tasta seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Snap.
Immediately, the racket fell from his trembling hands. Tasta raised his head and looked at his opponent in great horror.
now.
The handsome young man with a smile on his face looked like a devil.