Tennis: Bind Longma at the beginning, double the return

Chapter 915: The Weak Xia Zhiguan

They looked at each other, then stretched out their hands and held them tightly.

This is a fierce competition, but also a friendly exchange.

At the moment of shaking hands, they could both feel each other's determination and fighting spirit.

"Humph, we will be the winners of today's game."

Myron Augustine spoke first with confidence, his voice revealing an air of certainty of victory.

After all, they had practiced side by side on the practice field and should have met each other before, so he was full of confidence in this game.

Just as Myron Augustine was looking forward to how the other party would respond to him, the next words from Oishi Shuichiro were like a bolt from the blue, and almost made him go crazy on the spot.

"It looks so familiar, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

Shuichiro Oishi looked at Myron Augustine with a puzzled look on his face, as if he had no recollection of having ever met him before.

"You guy!"

Several veins popped out on Alec Doyle's forehead instantly. He never thought that these two people would actually forget about him.

You know, there is more to it than just a brief encounter between them.

However, if you think about it carefully, this seems to make sense.

After all, the two sides only had a brief contact on the practice field and did not have any in-depth communication.

Therefore, it is not completely incomprehensible that the other party does not remember me.

"Stupid Oishi."

Alec Doyle muttered unhappily, then turned to Myron Augustine and said, "Isn't he the same group of people who practiced in the stadium next to us?"

"Oh, it's him."

Only then did Oishi Shuichiro realize what was going on, and an awkward smile appeared on his face.

The discussion between the two made Myron Augustine's face become extremely gloomy, and his good mood disappeared in an instant.

"We can talk about the past later. Now all we have to do is win the game."

Seeing this, Alec Doyle quickly interrupted and tried to ease the tense atmosphere.

These words were like a bolt of lightning across the night sky, successfully attracting the attention of Shuichiro Oishi and his partner, and their eyes fell on Alec Doyle at the same time.

"Senior Alec Doyle, nice to meet you."

Oishi Shuichiro's voice was calm and gentle, as if this was just an ordinary greeting.

However, behind this seemingly simple opening statement lies his assessment and judgment of his opponent.

Indeed, this was their first face-to-face encounter.

But for Shuichiro Oishi and his partner, neither Alec Doyle nor Myron Augustine would be their match.

"Both players are ready. Germany's Oishi Shuichiro will serve. The match begins."

The referee's voice echoed over the court like a loud bell, announcing the official start of this fierce competition.

As the referee's whistle sounded, the curtain of the third round of the World Cup group stage slowly opened.

The players from both sides stopped talking and quickly returned to their respective positions, concentrating on preparing for the fierce battle that was to come.

boom! boom! boom!

The tennis racket in Shuichiro Oishi's hand made crisp sounds when it hit the ground, and each sound was like the release of his inner strength.

His expression was as calm as water, but his eyes were as sharp as a hawk as he glanced at Myron Augustine opposite him.

Swish!

In that instant, Oishi Shuichiro's eyes flashed slightly, as if he had captured the best time to hit the ball.

He quickly threw the tennis ball high into the air, his movements smooth and natural.

The tennis ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and slowly fell.

Just as the tennis ball was about to hit the ground, Shuichiro Oishi's arm holding the racket swung as fast as lightning, creating a sharp sound of wind.

Snapped!

The racket hit the tennis ball hard, making a crisp sound.

The blow was so powerful and fast that it flashed across the court like a bolt of lightning.

boom--!

With a loud bang, the ball seemed to explode, making a shocking collision sound.

The speed of the ball changed dramatically in an instant, and it landed in front of Myron Augustine as fast as lightning.

boom--!

Immediately afterwards, another dull crash was heard, as if the entire venue was shaking.

A faint cyclone slowly spread out from the collision point, as if telling of the fierce collision just now.

"In fact, Oishi's physical talent is not bad, and he has been able to make greater use of it after practicing his sweet spot." Someone whispered.

"After training with the German team, this guy's strength is much more terrifying than what the information shows," another person said in amazement.

Myron Augustine's face became increasingly gloomy. An idea flashed through his mind. His arm swept out like lightning, and his eyes were fixed on the corner like a hawk.

boom--!

The tennis ball was hit again like a cannonball, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and passing over the net at an astonishing speed.

At this moment, the person in front of the net was not panicked at all. His movements were as natural as flowing water. He swung his arm, and the racket seemed to be given life. He accurately hit the flying tennis ball and made a beautiful volley in front of the net.

The ball was moving extremely fast, like a flash of lightning, but it still landed on a relatively remote sideline.

"Huh, you want to score so easily? Not that easy!"

Alec Doyle, who was standing in the midfield, had a sneer on his face. Although his voice was lazy, it revealed confidence and disdain.

He flashed and quickly intercepted the flying path of the tennis ball like a ghost. He held the racket with both hands and swung it vigorously, firmly intercepting the flying tennis ball in his hands.

"Not as weak as I thought."

Lin Nan pondered secretly in his heart.

In the original novel, Captain Xia has very few roles.

Even if there are a few shots occasionally, they all show the team looking rather dirty.

Moreover, their actual combat capabilities are simply vulnerable.

Just then, there was a loud "bang".

The tennis ball hit the near corner like a cannonball, and then flew straight out of bounds like a wild horse.

"Oh? You actually use the dual-wielding technique to achieve such a large-scale defense?"

Kikumaru Eiji looked at the tennis ball whizzing past him and couldn't help but feel amazed.

"Score!"

A delighted smile instantly broke out on Alec Doyle's face.

However, this smile only lasted for a second before it suddenly froze on his face.

Because at that moment, no one noticed.

Oishi Shuichiro was like a ghost, and he had quietly arrived at the near corner without anyone noticing.

When it comes to large-scale defense, Shuichiro Oishi has never lost.

His perseverance and determination in defense make him the best in doubles defense among U17s.

The tennis ball just hit the ground and bounced, before it could bounce any higher.

Oishi Hideichiro attacked as fast as lightning, swinging his hand to deliver an extremely beautiful blow.

boom--!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew between the two people like lightning.

Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi Shuichiro scored successfully, and the score became 15:0.

The corners of Kikumaru Eiji's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

Looking at his opponent, he whispered, “Didn’t you collect the corresponding information in your intelligence?

Oishi's defense range covers the entire field, and your dual-sword defense may not be as large as Oishi's.

And in terms of doubles defense, among his peers, only Jackal can barely be as good as Oishi."

Although his words were understated, his confidence was evident.

Then, Kikumaru Eiji continued, "Even if your return passes through me, Oishi will make up for it and score in the first place.

Therefore, the gap between you and us is probably beyond your imagination."

His tone was calm, as if he was stating a very common occurrence rather than provoking the other person.

However, such words make people feel an invisible pressure.

Alec Doyle snorted, and his eyes became serious.

Obviously, Kikumaru Eiji's words made him a little unhappy, but he did not refute immediately. Instead, he secretly told himself in his heart not to be influenced by the other party's words.

At this time, Myron Augustine, who was standing next to Alec Doyle, reminded him: "Senior Alec Doyle, don't underestimate them. Stay focused. The real game has just begun!"

There was a hint of worry in his voice, as if he was not completely sure about the outcome of the game.

"I know," Alec Doyle responded, "but rumor has it that they were the strongest doubles team in the national tournament in Sakura."

His eyes fell on Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi Shuichiro, as if he wanted to see their true strength through their appearance.

However, what was unexpected was that this reminder, which was originally well-intentioned, was like a fuse, instantly igniting the dissatisfaction in Alec Doyle's heart.

He felt that Myron Augustine seemed to look down on him, which hurt his self-esteem.

"So what?"

There was a hint of displeasure in Alec Doyle's voice, he stood up straight and responded without flinching, "Although I am only a high school student, it doesn't mean that I am not the best in the World Cup!

Just wait and see, I will let you see my true strength!"

After saying this, Alec Doyle turned around resolutely and faced the gaze of the audience.

His eyes were firm and confident, as if he didn't take Myron Augustine's words to heart at all.

Faced with Alec Doyle's tough attitude, Myron Augustine was not intimidated.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He said slowly: "Senior Alec Doyle, I hope you can understand what I just said."

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It's really puzzling!

How did Alec Doyle suddenly become so irritable?

This is totally unlike his usual style!

This sudden change is really surprising.

“What happened to Senior Alec Doyle?

Why do you suddenly get angry?

It's just a common reminder!"

People were talking about it and were very puzzled by his behavior.

What's worse is that he actually got into an argument on the field. How embarrassing!

You know, audiences all over the world are watching this game!

Such an action would undoubtedly make him a laughing stock.

“This is so wrong!

Alec Doyle has always been a calm and steady person. He has never had an argument and never gets angry easily!

But now he is..."

Everyone thought this matter was very strange and there seemed to be some hidden secret.

"Coach, do you think there is any tactical arrangement that we don't know about?

Given Alec Doyle's character, he would never quarrel so recklessly.

There must be something wrong here, don’t you think?

Some people raised their questions to the coach, hoping to get some explanation from him.

.....

"Okay, both of you shut up and play well!!"

The discussions of the audience around him reached Captain Xia's eardrums.

The coach did not answer the questions from other players.

Seeing the head coach's frustrated look, everyone could probably guess what was going on.

After all, Myron Augustine has a criminal record. He once quarreled with other players at a game, and the scene was simply jaw-dropping.

Perhaps it was the coach's shouting that worked. The two people who were arguing suddenly shut their mouths as if they were under a spell, and then returned to their seats obediently.

……

"What the hell are these guys doing? They're actually fighting on the field. They're so shameful!"

Oishi Shuichiro said this calmly, as if he was accustomed to such things.

“I also find it a bit strange. Didn’t the data team say that Alec Doyle has a lazy personality?

According to common sense, he is unlikely to do such irrational behavior. "

echoed another.

"Well, something is wrong indeed."

Oishi Shuichiro touched his chin thoughtfully, "I always feel that there is some conspiracy here. Everyone should be careful and don't fall into their trap."

"Ok!"

Shuichiro Oishi nodded, then turned around and walked quickly back to the baseline, slamming the tennis racket in his hand to the ground with a loud "bang".

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With the rhythmic beating sound, the audience's attention was drawn back to the arena.

I saw Shuichiro Oishi standing at the back of the court, racket in hand, ready to serve again.

He took a deep breath, then swung the racket hard, and the tennis ball flew out like a cannonball.

As soon as the tennis ball bounced off the ground, Myron Augustine took a step forward as fast as lightning and easily hit the ball back.

Myron Augustine's personal strength should not be underestimated. As the captain of Higachu, he not only masters many powerful ball skills, but is also very proficient in the use of various tactics.