"At the end of the game, the Japanese team Chitose Chitose and Tachibana Tachibana won, and the score was 2:0!"

There is no suspense, and the moment the two start the same tune, the ending of the Czech team is doomed. The rumor in the tennis doubles world that 'those who have the same tune win the world' is a false rumor, this is the consensus of everyone, and not entering the same tone is like the gap between ordinary players and the world. This is a trench that no one can cross, as evidenced by the history of tennis for hundreds of years.

Amid countless applause, Chitose and Tachibana slowly withdrew. And off the field, looking at the relaxed appearance of the two, many scouts frowned, as if something was missing! However, they didn't think about what went wrong.

After the two matches, the crowd was in high spirits and chattering about the previous matches. Neither game was very exciting, and one was compared with the previous warm-up matches. Second, both games are overwhelming, and there is no confrontation, how can it arouse the passion in the hearts of the audience!

Compared with the general audience, those who have a certain vision think differently. They seem to see a fiery sun, gradually rising from the sea in the Far East, although it is not dazzling and obvious, but the potential is unlimited, and even makes people see the crisis of European tennis.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, this idea is quietly buried in the hearts of these people like a seed.

The Czech team, the defeat came abruptly. Twenty minutes ago, everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, but the opponent's sharp counterattack made the players sober up, and the opposite team had defeated Germany in the warm-up game, and the players who could compete with Polk had not yet made a move!

The atmosphere in the team was depressing, and as the captain of the team, Alos. Wojciek, on the contrary, did not indicate it. He sat quietly on the stool, his eyes were cold, and he had a big bald head like Polk, revealing the air of no one to approach. Suddenly, he glanced at the burly man who had followed the staff in, a smile appeared on his face, and he greeted him and said, "Finally caught up!" ”

The visitor nodded in greeting, almost two meters tall, a full ten centimeters taller than Alos. Looking at the fine sweat on the other party's forehead, Alos smiled: "One win and one defeat, this one is up to you!" ”

The man has a small head and a mediocre appearance, but the six-centimeter-long scar at the corner of his eye adds a bit of hideousness. The strange thing is that his whole person does not give people a strong feeling, and his breath is mediocre, like an ordinary person. The man looked at Alos, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't worry! ”

He didn't care who his opponent was, and a powerful self-confidence permeated him. Alos's eyelids jumped, and he broke through again? Suddenly, my heart was mixed with bitterness and joy, and I couldn't tell what it tasted like.

At this time, the referee shouted: "Let's play the singles three!" Czech team Rai. Balak vs Japan Team Oni. Jujiro!! ”

When the man heard this, he was neither sad nor happy, and slowly stepped into the venue. Seeing this person, the Czech team suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and some people's eyes flashed, glancing in the direction of the Japanese team, and they had a little more expectation in their hearts. It's time for you to taste, what is crushed!

At the same time, on the Japanese team's side, the ghost stepped forward with a calm face with a racket. Looking at the person opposite, his heart was uneventful, and there was only one thought in his heart - to win the game!

"It's him" Just as the two sides were on the field, Shiraishi heard the phoenix's sigh and immediately turned his head. The phoenix seemed to fall into memory, and it took a long time before he spoke: "I saw him when I was in Europe, a very powerful man!" ”

Well? Although Bai Shi's face was calm, he was a little surprised in his heart, the cold-faced uncle who had always been pretending to be kind to other people, even had times when he praised others? No, Shiraishi reacted, and it seemed that the other person on the field was a ghost and god who had once overwhelmed the king.

Wandering glances, Shiraishi walked up to Mitsuya and asked, "Do you have any information about the opponent's players?" Santsuya immediately looked it up on the computer, and after a while, he said to Shiraishi: "I found it, but"

Shiraishi looked at the computer and saw a picture of Barak posted in the upper left corner, and next to it was an introduction and explanation.

"Rai. Barak, Czech, 17 years old, Czech U-17, NO.14, strength unknown, specific record unknown"

"There is no information?" Shiraishi returned the computer to Mitsuya and fell into deep thought. The other party can be praised by Phoenix, naturally he will not be a nobody, but the information in the team is blank. "Could it be" He thought of a possibility, and there was only that possibility.

In these few minutes, the match officially began, and the ghost serves.

Looking at the opposite player, the ghost put away his previous emotions, and he couldn't see through the other party. However, the ghost doesn't care, no matter how mysterious the opponent is, it's useless, if you want to win the game, then look at the racket in your hand!

"Bang!" Stretching his arms, the ghost hits the serve through. It was not as gorgeous as the previous serves, but many people in the surrounding audience frowned and looked at the ball solemnly.

Barak is also not polite, leaning sideways, raising his hand, waving the racket, all in one go, with everyone's demeanor. The racket hit the tennis ball, and his brow furrowed imperceptibly, and without pause, he pulled the ball out with all his might.

Seeing that the opponent simply hit his serve back, the ghost was not surprised, but found it interesting. He didn't try to try it, and after catching up with the tennis ball, he paused, mobilized his arm muscles, and whipped hard at the tennis ball.

"Bang!" Everyone only felt that the air shook, and the tennis ball turned into a purple-black light and shot away.

“BlackTomahawk！！！” Kirihara whispered, it seemed to him that it was a little early for the ghost to use this trick in the first place. The others didn't speak, but they more or less meant it, is it really good to expose their tricks so quickly?

Barak was not blind, so he naturally saw the power of the other party's move, but he flipped his wrist, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Do you compare strength with me? Can't ask for it! ”

Stretch your arms, and the muscles will suddenly appear with a sense of strength. Without the slightest hesitation, Balak held the racket in his right hand, and the red glow flashed and drew towards the tennis ball.

"Boom !!"

This blow caused a small explosion, and people subconsciously closed their eyes. However, there was still a constant buzzing sound in the ears, and the seemingly easy blow turned out to be terrifying. Looking at this move, many white people looked shocked and looked at the figure in the field in disbelief. "Is that him?"

"Bang!"

However, contrary to what people think, this goal did not score directly. Almost as soon as Barak made a special move, the ghost's counterattack came, without giving people the slightest room to react. But Barak was no ordinary player, and there was a smile on his grim face, like a foodie finding a delicacy and a hunter finding his prey.

"Bang!" Without waiting for the people to react, Barak defused the oni's attack and strengthened his strength.

The ghost sneered and pumped the ball over. Unexpectedly, Barak jumped up and smashed his racket on the tennis ball. With a bang, the ball was like a tiger descending the mountain, and it shot straight towards the ghost. The ghost did not retreat or dodge, picked up the racket, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, hit the ball, and after receiving the ball, threw it out.

"Grunt" someone swallowed.

On the first ball, the two launched a fierce attack, and the people around them were a little dumbfounded. But immediately, they reacted and cheered loudly, isn't this a game of tennis in their hearts?

The two of them were stronger than the other, and the tennis ball swept through the air, flashing from time to time, dazzling to watch. Someone excitedly took out his mobile phone, ready to record this scene, this is a duel of absolute power players, and it is the top one, how can you miss it.

The scouts were deep in thought, judging by that trick, the Czechs should be that person. However, where did the genius of the Japanese team players who competed with him come out? Moreover, such a rare top player as the power type should not be unknown!

Watching the fierce duel between the two sides, the players of the Czech team and the Japanese team were also stunned. They all looked at the enemy player as if they were ghosts, where did this fierce man come out of nowhere, and he could actually compete with him? And it's a head-to-head showdown?

At this time, the Qian on the side suddenly shouted: "Found it!" I know who the guy on the other side is! ”

Everyone gathered around him, only to see him click on the webpage and enter an official website with a dark background. Fuji looked at the name of the website suspiciously, and said softly: "The official website of the second amateur tennis league in Europe"

The others also saw that something was wrong, and even the two-tendoned guy Kirihara was puzzled: "Amateur league? Or the second? What's the same thing? ”

He didn't explain, he continued to type Barak's name in the search bar, clicked OK, and Barak's information appeared on the page instantly. "Rai. Barak, Czech, 17 years old. The current record is 78 wins and 14 defeats, and he is No.4 in the intermediate division. Habitual hand right, technical characteristics" Looking at the more detailed introduction above, everyone is even more puzzled. Why is there information that even the Czech officials are reluctant to disclose, there will be in this strange league, and it seems that it is not simple.

He didn't know anything about this kind of thing, and he found out about it by accidentally looking for information on the Internet. At this time, a voice said coldly: "What kind of bullshit second league, selling dog meat with a sheep's head!" ”

Everyone's bodies shook, this is the voice of the phoenix.

I saw him look at the black official website and sneered: "This kind of competition can still apply for the official website!" It's really laughing to death, no wonder this year's World Cup smells of rot! ”

He looked up at the crowd and said in a cold voice: "This competition, the No.1 in the intermediate division, is called Yurgen Barisavich Polk."

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Some people think the name is unfamiliar, but it looks like they have heard it somewhere. However, some people reacted and were deeply shocked by what they thought. Kirihara scratched his hair and asked puzzledly, "Is this person very powerful?" ”

Liu's squinted eyes opened, trembling slightly, and his voice trembled with a hint: "Is it amazing?" Do you think Polk, the pro player of the German team, is good? ”

Kirihara was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened in disbelief.

It turned out to be Polk! And this one called Barak is NO.4, hiss! So, what level of player is the ghost facing?

At this time, the referee's voice came: "game! Ghost! 1:0！ ”

The first to break the game turned out to be a ghost? He actually took the next game from the hand of Ballack, who was only two picks behind Polk? What just happened?