"The first set is over! Won by Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin! Ratio 6:2. ”

As Amuro's other goal fell, the referee also announced Amuro's victory.

With everyone not optimistic about him, Amuro Jin successfully won the first set with his own strength.

And it was the first set that Berti was won at the tournament.

The unbroken golden body belonging to professional players was broken at this moment.

Originally, everyone thought that this moment would only appear in the final when Berti and Zeus faced each other.

I didn't expect to do this in the semi-finals now.

However, they were not too surprised that Amuro was able to do this.

This teenager from neon has conquered the audience with his own strength.

The limit of seamlessness, light hitting the ball.

The strength that the opponent has shown alone is enough to match the professional players, not to mention that everyone can see it.

Amuro Jin still has more energy to spare.

......

At the end of the first set, Berti also sat alone on the sidelines to rest.

Although he lost the first set, Berti didn't pay much attention to it.

It's not uncommon to let one chase two things happen in the professional arena.

For him, what is really worth caring about is Amuro's ability.

Among his peers, Amuro was the best Berti had ever met.

And for the new rules of next year's U-17 World Cup Open in Australia, Berti naturally knows.

It is undeniable that next year's Neon U-17 team may pose some threat to their German U-17 team to win the World Cup for ten consecutive years.

Berti looked up, and Borg and the others in the stands above him were watching him.

Berti nodded, he knew what to do.

He will try his best to force out more strength of the other party and collect the other party's data to hand over

In this way, when they meet each other again next year, they will have to make the right choice.

On the other side, Amuro Jin looked relaxed.

He knows Bertie's details very well, and it is only a matter of time before he wins the other party with his own ability.

Amuro also knew that Berti would keep collecting his own information, but he didn't care.

After all, there is still a full year to go until next year's U-17 World Cup Open in Australia.

In the course of a year, Amuro is confident that his strength will change again.

The data can't deduce this.

He firmly believes.

"The second set begins! Both sides are invited! ”

As the referee blew the whistle again, Amuro and Bertie got up again.

The battle for the second set was fought again.

......

The momentum of the silence on Berti's body, who returned to the game, continued to rise, and the eagle on the cuffs also seemed to spread its wings and fly high under this momentum.

Amuro smiled slightly, and he saw a glimmer of red light in Bertie's eyes.

Another dimension - AI!

The realm of data envelops Amuro in it.

At the start of the second set, Berti finally came up with his trick to earn himself a spot in the pros.

A realm derived from a huge amount of data!

Peng!

The tennis ball flying out in an arc pulls a blue arc of light in the field, and the curvature is amazing.

Amuro moved slightly, and each step that fell stirred up a torrent of data in the realm.

Peng!

The diagonal volley of the backhand fell violently, and the seamless brilliance seeped into the ball and rolled back.

Amuro Jin raised his head, and several Berti figures appeared in front of him.

Peng!

All Berti raised their hands in unison, and the sound of hitting the ball was surprisingly unanimous.

Several shells wrapped in data outside the shadow struck, and Amuro's face became slightly solemn.

He knew that only one of these shadows was true.

Winter!

Until the tennis ball landed, Amuro Jin couldn't tell the real place of the tennis ball from it.

Because every ball looks as if it's real.

"Game, Heidelberg Middle School Bertie, 15:0."

......

In the stands.

Kajifeng frowned and said, "What's wrong with this kid?" Didn't even receive this ball? ”

In his opinion, even he would not have conceded points in the goal just now, but Amuro Jin lost points.

"Idiot, that's naturally because the other party made a move! You don't think the kid would make such a low-level mistake, do you? ”

The Equality House also immediately reprimanded.

He has long known that professional players are not so easy to deal with.

After all, there is more than one professional player who has lost at his hands!

Duke Watanabe watched with a smile on his face, but he didn't notice anything.

After all, data tennis or something, and Duke Watanabe really can't get along.

......

Peng!

Peng!

"The game was scored by Berti of Heidelberg School, and the score was 1:0."

"The two sides changed places."

......

Facing Amuro's seamless Belle, Berti finally responded.

He relied on his multi-dimensional data derivation to construct a different dimension-level field and successfully won his own service game.

Bertie's AI even Amuro Jin felt a little tricky.

The other party's data is really pervasive.

And Berti has achieved the same data output as Mitsuya, and even surpasses it.

The realm built by the AI of the other dimension level is deep in it, and even Amuro Jin is deeply involved in it, and every one of the phantoms of Berti just now can be regarded as real.

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Because the data deduces from it the one attack pattern that has the best chance of scoring and ultimately reacts.

In Bertie's realm, any attack is based on data.

No possibility escapes his calculations.

......

"Big Rice Spoon!"

Amuro Jin rolled over and pressed down, and all the kinetic energy in his wrist was released at this moment.

Whoosh!

The sound of tennis breaking through the air with a slight trill, which is directly eye-catching.

"It's a great skill, but it's a pity! The factor of the venue is also the key to winning or losing! ”

The field of AI unfolded again, and Berti's figure instantly came to the landing point of tennis.

Such amazing spin and ball speed, but with such perfect control.

Berti also had to praise the strength of his opponent.

But unfortunately, the grass-type court allowed the opponent's move to bounce slightly.

Berti believes that on a hard surface made of plastic, Amuro can make the tennis ball cling to the ground like a poisonous snake.

But now, the ball has been won by him.

"Up!"

With a low cry from Bertie.

His figure turned into a few light blue data phantoms again.

Amuro stared ahead, and he had to find the tennis ball among the trajectories of the phantoms.

Peng!

Several thin blue lines pull huge diagonal lines at the same fulcrum.

It was also difficult for Amuro Jin to distinguish the real from the fake, so he could only rush out of one place with his senses.

The realm shattered, and even the dotted line in front of Amuro Jin turned into nothingness.

Winter!

On his other side, the sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground was muffled and long.

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