"Bang!!"

"This game was won by Diguang Kebin!"

"Score."

“3-3！”

The fierce attack and defense continued to unfold, and Elmer, who had been quite comfortable, gradually became irritable.

"12 balls!"

"Tsk!"

The sound of Kempin echoed in his ears, and he felt uncomfortable.

The two-color streamer shrouded Kempin's body, and it was constantly exerting its power.

"That is the predecessor of the Reserved Light"

"Talent and tempering"

Berti looked at Kebin's situation and muttered under his breath.

"It's completely different from the rest of the world."

Noah looked at it carefully, but he felt very interesting.

Whether it is an absolute declaration of talent or a double response that has been tempered thousands of times, it is something that foreign countries have never been exposed to.

Even if foreign players comprehend, it is only one step in place, which directly inspires the power of the reserved light.

It won't be like Neon's side from the order of "selfless→ talent, thousands of hammer→s, and seamless".

I don't know why there is such a wonderful difference.

"That senior. I'm in a hurry. ”

Prince said as he watched Elmer, who was getting more and more agitated with his play.

"It's too much of a gap."

"He still has a superior mentality."

"When facing a player who thinks he is inferior to himself, he finds that the opponent can slowly compete with him, so that he is out of balance."

Berti knew exactly what he was thinking at this point and spoke out mercilessly.

It's no wonder that Elmer would have such a "withdrawn" mind.

After all, the fact that he entered the ranks of Germany is a very honorable and recognizable fact in itself.

Just imagine how proud and excited you would be to join a team that has won nine consecutive World Cups.

Especially if I have been recognized through hard work and have the opportunity to become an official team member, it is undoubtedly a huge sense of honor and complacency.

For players from other countries, it is natural to subconsciously think that they are better than them.

There will be so-called "pride", and that is a matter of course.

This idea was almost impossible to suppress in the first half of the competition.

After all, after witnessing such a monster playing, Elmer didn't have the slightest intention of "making times".

But this time, when he came on the field, he didn't encounter such powerful monsters, so the "pride" hidden in his heart began to surface again.

As a member of Germany, he is indeed superior to Kempin in many ways.

But unfortunately.

Kempin also has a lot of potential for growth, and he can compete with him through the skills and moves he has learned.

And this is the power of tempering and talent.

Elmer, who had once led the lead, was forced to a tie in this way.

"Bang!!"

“0-15！”

Still scored by twelve goals, Elmer became more and more angry.

"Next"

"8 balls!"

Kebin didn't care so much about him, but continued to make a statement.

"The scoring interval is getting shorter and shorter."

When Noah heard that sentence, he immediately reminded that if he couldn't even see through the problems, the follow-up would definitely be even more ugly.

"If he doesn't realize it, maybe he'll have to reconsider his evaluation."

Bertie's mood was also quite delicate, and Elmer's performance at the moment was so bad that he thought he should be sent back to the bottom of the camp for a while longer.

"Is this the attitude held from the highest point?"

"It's ridiculous."

Plance looked at this scene and sarcastically said something.

He felt sorry for Elmer, who was obviously able to play well with his feet on the ground, but he was entangled in unnecessary "status" and "identity", and then played like this.

King of Germany.

When he thought about it, he felt sad, and he was so glad that he was not at the top of the team at the beginning.

That will only make you look at no one in vain, and it is easy to get lost.

That's right

Just like Elmer at this moment.

"Bang!!"

“0-30！”

(Can't get it!) ）

Looking at the shuttle tennis ball, Elmer gasped a few times, his mood restless.

Ever since the guy on the other side used a strange move, he had been losing points.

(I'm going to lose if I go on like this.) ）

(How could I lose to him!) ）

(I'm one of Germany.) How can you lose to such an unknown guy)

With a twisted obsession, Elmer's spirit could no longer be focused on the event.

"5 balls!"

"Whoosh!"

On the other hand, Kebin didn't have so many ideas, but calmly coped.

Compared with the two, Kebin looks quite calm and handsome, and has a master's demeanor.

"Bang!"

"Bang dang!!"

“0-40！”

The racket was knocked off the ground and rolled, and Elmer froze for a moment.

"What, that German guy is weaker than he thought."

Aomine was so bored watching this scene, he couldn't imagine how there could be such a guy who didn't fight.

"It's strange, obviously according to the intelligence, it should make Kempin fight not so easy."

Momoi is also wondering about this kind of thing, she just thinks that the opponent is playing quite poorly.

"Oh, is the king arrogant?"

"I don't recognize my identity like that."

Akaji and Shiratsu didn't care what each other thought, but thought it was ridiculous.

Superficial ideas and positions are too easy to see through, and this kind of competitive and rude player is the most likely to have a problem with his mentality.

“！”

Walking to the side of the court to pick up the racket, Elmer looked at Berti who was silent, and felt a chill in his back.

"Me"

Although he wanted to say that, Elmer couldn't say it for some reason.

Bertie's cold eyes pierced his heart and made him panic.

"Don't be so strict."

"How about a little encouragement?"

"It's obviously a player on my team."

Noah looked at Bertie's appearance and couldn't help but smile crookedly.

"There's no need."

"It's just that there are a lot of players of this level who can grab them at hand."

"Why should I care?"

More indifferent than he had imagined, Berti startled Elmer as he picked up his racket, and then walked back to the court with his head down and trembling.

"It's really insincere."

"Hmph, don't you just want to see him cheer up and gather more information?"

"Ah, I found it."

The subsequent exchange between Noah and Bertie was not overheard by Elmer.

Instead, picking up his racket and walking back to the court, he was leaning his head against his head and not saying a word.

"Bang!!"

"This game was won by Diguang Kebin!"

"Score."

“3-5！”

Even without using the power of the talent, Kebin scored easily at this moment.

Because Elmer didn't move at all.

"Did you give up?"

"That's how the Germans are."

"You!"

Elmer, who was still a little confused, instantly became anxious when he heard Kebin's words.

Kebin looked at his opponent's expression, felt the change, and read the classic words.

This sentence also directly shocked the restless Elmer, making him completely calm down.

"It's not even close!!"

(End of chapter)