Chapter 503 The Wail of the Phoenix

"These guys, don't they think Byodoin is weak?"

On the side of the Japanese team.

Kaji and Tono showed a playful smile on their faces.

That's right.

During the expedition period led by Byodoin, the Japanese team had never been to the Western world. But with the terrifying strength of all the members of the Japanese team now, Byodoin, who was once the leader, could never be weaker than Taneshima, Duke and others.

And in the exhibition match.

Taneshima, whose strength has not yet been promoted to the professional level, has defeated Becker head-on with the cooperation of Toyama.

In this case, the opponent did not take Byodoin seriously. I don't know whether to say they are arrogant or naive.

"Huh"

On the court.

Becker took a deep breath and recovered from the suppressed emotions. Looking up, he locked his eyes on his opponent, with a sharp light in his eyes: "I underestimated you, but even if you are also professional, you will not be my opponent!"

There is also a gap between professional levels.

Becker is a top talent. In the match with Tanejima, he was already a professional.

And that tragic defeat made him realize a stronger power in pain and humiliation. Therefore, although Byodoin showed its impressive strength, Becker was still confident.

Bang!

Soon.

He hit the tennis ball again.

Bang!

And Byodoin's counterattack was too simple and straightforward. Almost in an instant, the tennis ball fell to the backhand side of Becker again.

However.

This time he was prepared. When the tennis ball landed, he also caught the trajectory of the ball. The racket was raised lightly, and with a bang, the tennis ball was hit back.

"Hit it back!!!"

The players of the German team breathed a sigh of relief.

"I told you."

Then, someone else laughed.

"With Becker's strength, he must have been careless in that ball just now, which led to the opponent scoring."

"That's right, with the court sense and reaction ability of professional players, if he takes it seriously, this person has no chance to score again."

"From this point of view, the first three games of this semi-final can be over!"

Everyone was talking about it.

Becker, who tried his best to be elegant on the court, felt better after hearing it. At least in the minds of others, his elegant image was not affected by the previous loss.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

However.

As the rounds of the match with Byodoin increased, Becker gradually felt the strain.

"How is it possible?"

He hit the tennis ball again and looked at his opponent in disbelief: "He can actually keep up with my movements? No, I must end this game as soon as possible."

Then.

Becker immediately increased the rotation of the ball.

Whoosh!

The trajectory of the flying tennis ball changed rapidly, and the speed increased sharply. From the perspective of others, it seemed to be integrated into the air and difficult to see clearly.

Bang!

However.

Byodoin had a calm expression and hit the tennis ball from a certain position.

He raised his head.

He glanced at the other party calmly: "So, this is your strength when you are serious?"

His tone was very calm when he spoke, and his eyes did not have too strong contempt or provocation. But it was this indifferent look that deeply stimulated Becker's heart.

"Humph!"

He immediately snorted coldly, and the speed of swinging the racket suddenly increased: "Since you want to see, then I will let you see the professional-level ball skills!"

Bang!

A crisp sound.

The tennis ball shot out, and after flying over the blocking net, the speed increased twice. At the same time, the tennis ball began to jump up and down repeatedly with an amazing frequency.

"It appeared!"

Seeing this, Seyfried and others excitedly said: "Senior Becker [Dance on the Tip of the Knife]!!!"

This is a professional-level trick.

A super spinning ball that changes at an amazing frequency.

Let alone hitting back, even seeing through this ball requires a lot of energy. When Becker developed this move, it was to consume the mental power of those players with amazing insight.

Now.

As his strength improves, the changes of this move are even more bizarre and unpredictable. Moreover, Byodoin is not a seed island, and it has no innate ability to restrain Becker.

Bang!

But.

Under the unbelievable eyes of everyone, Byodoin just waved his hand. The tennis ball banged and fell to Becker's side again.

"This"

Becker was stunned.

But he quickly reacted and wanted to swing the racket to catch the ball, but found that his body seemed to be rusty and difficult to mobilize.

Look at Byodoin again.

But as if he had done something insignificant, he turned around without any fluctuations in his face and walked towards another receiving position.

Step!

Step!

His footsteps were not heavy, but they sounded extremely harsh in Becker's ears.

There was no sarcasm.

There was no contempt or disregard.

But Becker still felt that the other party's indifferent gaze was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

He clenched his fists, and his face changed repeatedly. But just when he was about to lose control of his emotions, he met Polk's calm eyes outside the court.

"Hmm!"

Becker's emotions calmed down instantly.

Then, he nodded heavily at the opponent and turned to the position of the next serve.

"Calm down!"

"I must calm down!"

"That guy is very strong, at least much stronger than that Zhongdao, and is definitely not an ordinary professional level!"

After losing two points in a row, Becker knew that the opponent was definitely not an ordinary person. Facing such a player, he must treat the opponent as a truly top professional player.

Then.

He took a deep breath.

While calming down, he also improved his concentration.

With a bang.

The tennis ball was hit out by him again.

Bang!

However, Byodoin's response was still very dull.

Becker did not dare to underestimate it and concentrated on launching continuous attacks. Byodoin moved forward and backward freely, swung the racket simply and powerfully, and the landing point was also mediocre.

But.

As time went on, Becker felt that the balls he received were getting heavier and heavier.

One ball.

Two balls.

Three balls.

After he reacted, he felt that his wrist seemed to be unable to lift up after hitting three balls in a row.

"Illusion?"

"Or is this some special power trick of the opponent?"

Puff!

Just as Becker was guessing, when his racket hit the tennis ball again. The crisscrossing strings and the extremely tough racket face were easily penetrated by the tennis ball as if they were made of paper.

Boom!

The tennis ball landed, and the remaining power was not reduced, making a dull impact sound.

"0-40!"

Quiet!

The atmosphere at the scene was unusually quiet!

The players of the German team stared at the racket with a hole in Becker's hand with wide eyes, looking at the racket with a hole in Becker's hand in disbelief.

"Just a simple return, it penetrated Becker's racket?"

Qp narrowed his eyes.

Through Becker's reaction, he could roughly guess the power of the Byodoin's progressive hitting. But the former is a professional master after all, it is impossible for the racket to be penetrated so easily, right?

"That man is very powerful."

At this time, Polk next to him said: "And every time he hits the ball, it falls on the same position of Rudolf's racket."

The same position?

Qp, Bismarck and others were stunned, and then showed surprise.

"Impossible?"

Bismarck shook his head and said: "With Rudolf's ability, it is impossible for him to be hit in the same position continuously by the opponent without noticing."

"What if"

Qp touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Every ball hit by the opponent requires Becker to catch the ball in the same position?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this.

Bismarck was stunned again.

"That's right."

Polk nodded and said: "There are many ways to control the opponent's behavior. Use special rotation to hit the tennis ball to the same position, or when hitting the ball, use power or rotation to force the opponent to catch the ball in a certain posture and action."

For players of his level, things that are impossible in the eyes of others are not really impossible.

"But. Senior Becker is a professional player after all!"

At this time

Sefried next to him suddenly spoke up.

"Uh!"

As soon as these words came out.

Polk's eyes were still very calm, but the expressions on Qp and Bismarck's faces became intriguing.

"Baiduin Phoenix?"

The two raised their heads and looked at the figure who was repeatedly fighting with Becker on the court, and their eyes became deep.

Bang!

Soon.

Byodoin once again broke through the opponent's defense and scored directly with a through ball.

"Game!"

"Baiduin of the Japanese team, 1-0, exchange positions!"

"No, no?"

"That senior Becker was actually taken down by someone's serve?"

"It seems that the opponent is also very strong! However, with the strength of senior Becker, he will definitely be able to get back the lost points!"

The players of the German team talked about it.

But it sounded a little harsh in Becker's ears.

However.

This time he was not angry.

Instead, he calmed down and carefully analyzed the reasons for his loss. After the second game started, he gradually mastered the rhythm of the game by increasing the rotation and constantly adjusting the angle of the ball.

"Yes, that's it."

As the game continued, Becker's touch became better and better. He already had top-level skills, and now he had achieved the level of being able to use his arms and fingers with ease.

Raised his head.

Looking at the scoreboard, he was 0-40 behind, and his eyes focused, and he suddenly increased the speed when swinging the racket.

Chi!

The next moment.

Fire flashed.

The sudden high temperature caused a terrible heat wave in front of Becker. But his speed did not slow down at all, and the flames rolled up at the front of the racket became more and more intense.

Bang!

With a loud bang.

The tennis ball was hit hard by him and flew into the air.

The flames burst.

In the eyes of everyone, it was like a firebird spreading its wings and bathing in flames.

"This is..."

Representatives of many other countries were shocked by Becker's tricks. Especially the England captain who was defeated by Becker was shocked.

Because at the beginning, the opponent had never used this trick when playing against him.

"He actually hid his strength?"

"A professional master. So strong!"

"I remember, this is Becker's ultimate move - [Phoenix Wings]!"

The red light of the flames bloomed like a phoenix bathing.

The face of Byodoin was reflected red, and the glittering flames were reflected in his pupils. And the firebird that fell from the sky was going to swallow him up the next moment.

But.

There was still no emotion on Byodoin's face.

"Is he crazy? He's not even going to hide?"

"He must have been scared!"

"At this speed of falling, there is no difference between hiding and not hiding, right?"

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

Almost everyone thought that Byodoin would be swallowed by the terrible phoenix.

Boom!

But.

At the moment when the huge flames fell on him, the torso and wings of the firebird fell off visibly. In an instant, only a huge skeleton was left.

Then.

A breeze blew.

The skeleton of the giant bird weathered in an instant, turned into powder all over the sky, and finally disappeared.

"What happened?!"

The audience at the scene, even the referee on the high chair, showed a bewildered expression.

And Becker on the court was even more confused and suspicious. Even if his trick was cracked, it would not be so intriguing.

Even he didn't know what happened.

Rustle

But at this moment.

A slight rustling sound came into his ears.

"Wait, wait."

As if he thought of something, Becker looked down quickly. And when he saw the tennis ball that rolled gently and fell at his feet and looked a little charred, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Look, look there!"

At this time.

Someone also discovered the situation over there and exclaimed.

"It was actually hit back?"

The German team was in doubt.

They didn't even see clearly when the tennis ball was hit back by the Equal Court. How was the terrifying Phoenix cracked?

"G, game!"

"Japan's Edoin, 2-0!"

At this time, the referee who reacted opened his mouth and announced the score.

For a moment.

The mood of the German players suddenly became heavy.

There is no doubt that Becker was suppressed. But what is more frightening is that they did not even see the strength of Edoin clearly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

As the game continued.

The situation on the court also completely fell to Edoin. It was as if the wail of the phoenix completely disintegrated Becker's fighting spirit.

Bang!

In a blink of an eye.

In less than 20 minutes.

Edoin won the sixth game strongly.

"The first set is over."

"Japan's Edoin Phoenix won, the score is 6-0!"

"Oh oh oh!!!"

In the stands, people like Hiyoshi and Kirihara cheered excitedly.

But others like Taneshima, Duke, and even Kaji and Tono were very calm.

In their opinion, this was just the normal performance of Byodoin.

Tono even complained: "I thought that guy could force the Byodoin boss to be serious, but now it seems that I thought too much. Is this the level of the so-called professional level?"

However.

Everyone knew that Becker was definitely not weak. It was just that Byodoin was too strong, which made the German team's master look weak.

Crack.

Crack.

But at this time.

Becker, who had been lowering his head, suddenly heard a crisp sound. I saw that the veins on his clenched fists were bulging.

"Byodoin Phoenix!!!"

Then.

He raised his head and glared at Byodoin: "You forced me! Once I use that ability, you're done!!!"

Buzz!

As the voice fell.

Becker's body suddenly filled with a dark scarlet color. The breath that seemed to be burnt blood and bleak vitality made everyone frown instantly.

"Oh?"

And Byodoin raised his head slightly, and finally a smile appeared on his cold face: "Finally, it's a little interesting."