SFS Chapter 645 The truth about the decline in status
Chapter 645 The truth about the decline in status
boom-!
On the playing field.
Tezuka slapped back and his arm turned into an afterimage and disappeared in an instant.
An exaggerated sound of hitting the opponent resounded throughout the arena.
The tennis ball disappears the instant it leaves the racket.
"What-!"
Seyfried was shocked when he saw the ball.
Because the ball was moving too fast, so fast that he couldn't react.
It is difficult for the eyes to even catch the shadow of the ball.
boom-!
As soon as I heard the sound, the ball had already flown out of bounds.
GAME! Tezuka Kunimitsu scores, the score is 15:0.
"Is this guy so fast?"
Seyfried looked unwilling.
Originally in Tezuka's serve game.
The existence of the zero serve gives the opponent an unsolvable scoring technique.
But now it's his serve.
Just a random high-speed ball can't be hit back.
How could he accept this?
The name of genius is being trampled upon today.
Could it be that Tezuka was hiding something just now? Is the gap between the two sides really so big?
"hateful......"
Apart from "hateful", he couldn't think of a second word to describe the current situation.
boom-!
boom-!
boom-!
The tennis racket hit the ground, hoping that the sound of the ball bouncing would calm him down.
Unfortunately, the sound did not relieve the anxiety in my heart.
On the contrary, it got worse.
A hint of bloodshot appeared in his eyes, making Seyfried's condition look very abnormal.
"There must be a way."
"How can I be worse than him as a person of the same age?"
With this loud shout, the racket moved quickly.
The tennis ball was hit hard and flew out, instantly rushing towards the outside corner.
"too slow."
A cold light flashed across Tezuka's eyes.
The body appears in front of the ball like lightning and hits it back.
boom-!
boom-!
boom-!
The game between the two sides intensified.
But Tezuka showed no mercy and seemed determined to kill the other party.
boom-!
Another heavy crash was heard.
The audience turned their heads and saw the tennis ball spinning on the wall.
Seyfried fell to one knee, unable to fight back.
GAME! Tezuka scores, the score is 30:0.
Tezuka scored the second point again.
Seyfried was a little dazed.
I looked at the tennis ball out of bounds and was speechless for a long time.
Since childhood, he has been hailed as a genius by the new generation of junior high school students in the German team.
Although he encountered many people who were stronger than him during this period, he was always the one who had the last laugh.
He had never encountered such a strong opponent before, and he didn't even get a single point.
The last time I felt this suffocating pressure from my peers.
It was still on Noah before he went blind.
He knew that his chances of winning this game were close to zero.
But he didn't say anything discouraging or make any depressed expressions.
Just hold the racket tightly again and stand on the baseline.
Swish-!
The tennis ball flies from the fingertips and the racket presses down.
This serve was more powerful and had more spin than the previous one.
The ball turned into golden light and drew a graceful arc.
It hit the ground, exploded with a strong spin, and ricocheted in another direction.
After two rounds of suppression, Seyfried once again hit a spinning serve.
"This guy really doesn't know how to live or die. He hit a spinning serve again."
"Another spin ball? Why doesn't Seyfried use other means? He shouldn't just do this."
"You can't blame him. He doesn't have any other way to keep scoring now."
"That's right. After playing these few games, I can see clearly that it's not that Seyfried is obsessed with spinning, but that he has no other way except this method."
"That's right. Instead of just waiting to lose points, it's better to try hard."
“How can you know despair if you don’t try hard?”
Most of the high school students who had been refuted by the junior high school students were sneering with disdain and mocking Seyfried's behavior.
The supporters of the German team's new generation of junior high school students also became silent at this time.
"Another spin ball?"
"It's a little more powerful than before, so this is useless!"
Tezuka looked indifferent.
This attitude toward cost makes Seyfried feel uneasy.
He has exerted as much strength as possible.
But he found that the stronger he became, the stronger the opponent's suppression became.
Swish-!
As you take a step forward, your body turns into flowing lightning.
The speed is so fast that people cannot react in time.
Seyfried's pupils shrank sharply.
By the time he reacted, Tezuka had already swung the racket.
boom-!
The ball flew at an extremely fast speed, passing half court and falling heavily to the ground.
"Oops."
Seyfried was startled and stepped back hastily.
When he retreated to the bottom line, an expression of surprise instantly appeared on his face.
The tennis ball bounced toward the outside corner instead of in a straight line.
Curved spinning ball.
At this point he was already very far away from the ball and had no way of hitting back.
If he hadn't retreated, he might have been able to catch up with the ball.
But he retreated to the baseline, and the tennis ball was at the outside corner, but he couldn't catch up at all.
boom-!
The tennis ball flew out along the outside corner and hit the wall.
boom-!
GAME! Tezuka Kunimitsu scores, the score is 40:0.
The competition is once again in the spotlight?
"Damn it..."
"Is it really impossible for me to defeat this guy? How is this possible..."
Seyfried began to panic.
Although he kept telling himself to calm down and not be affected by his emotions.
But whenever I see Tezuka, his ruthless eyes, I can't help but tremble in my heart.
boom-!
A serve hit with fear loses its power sharply.
Tezuka had no trouble fighting back, just like before.
Every move was done so perfectly.
Swish-!
The racket is swung and power is infused out.
Boom-!
A deafening roar exploded.
The tennis ball flew straight through the court like a bullet.
The ball was heading straight towards Seyfried's racket.
The strong force of the impact forced him to let go of the racket.
boom-!
The tennis ball and the racket flew out of bounds.
There was a dull thumping sound.
boom-!
GAME! Tezuka Kunimitsu scores, the score is 3:0.
The stadium fell into an eerie silence. Everyone stared at Tezuka blankly, feeling shocked in their hearts.
"Oh my god, he is so strong. Every move he makes can have such powerful impact."
"I think the only one who can be compared with him in the same age group is the Son of God."
"Who is the Son of God?"
"That's Yukimura Seiichi. In his country, he is worshipped as the son of God because of his special style of play."
"Sounds awesome."
"Whether it's Tezuka Kunimitsu or some god's son Yukimura Seiichi, their strength is too terrifying. Even most high school students can't resist it."
"I don't know who is stronger between Tezuka and Yukimura."
"Tezuka is just too strong. Seyfried is not even on the same level."
About half a minute later, the whole audience was in an uproar.
"I feel like there's something strange about Seyfried's situation."
Bismarck frowned.
Although there is a huge gap in strength between the two, the gap should not be so obvious.
Lin Nan said calmly: "Spiral baptism."