kvmb Chapter 797 Borg vs Amadeus (2)
Chapter 797 Borg vs Amadeus (2)
Chapter 797: Borg vs. Amadeus (Part )
You know, if you can cleverly use universal blind spots to implement suppression strategies.
Then it would be possible to force the opponent to expose his blind spot, thus making the most of the hidden skills.
As soon as he finished speaking, QP's eyes sparkled with excitement.
At this time, Tezuka, who was sitting in front of the TV watching the game, also had an excitement on his face that was difficult to conceal.
Because this is exactly what he has been looking for!
However, in many past competitions, the gap in strength between the players on both sides was too great.
He couldn't even clearly distinguish the common blind spots, let alone discover the more hidden and critical exclusive blind spots.
"This is really a bit tricky."
Alexander Amadeus couldn't help but frown and muttered to himself with a serious expression.
Then he quickly walked to the other side of the field and quickly readjusted his defensive posture, while also mobilizing all his senses to the extreme state.
Alexander Amadeus' heart sank when he noticed the serious and focused look on Borg's face.
All I heard was a loud "bang!"
Borg, on the other side of the court, once again managed to hit a powerful serve that was a model of standard.
The tennis ball shot out as fast as a bolt of lightning and instantly disappeared into the mysterious dark area carefully created by Amadeus.
What is surprising is that the dark ball, which should have caused an obvious reaction in this area, disappeared without a trace.
Even the crisp sound of the ball hitting the ground was completely covered up.
According to common sense, after all, this is a unique dark domain created by Amadeus himself, so theoretically, its priority should belong to him.
However, at that moment, the tiny tennis ball seemed to suddenly gain endless power and exploded at an astonishing speed.
The speed was so fast that it was beyond everyone's imagination and control.
All that was heard was a series of dull and powerful crashes that echoed throughout the venue.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Before long, the sound of tennis balls bouncing wildly could be heard from the back court.
"Jurgen Borisovich Borg scores, score 30:0!"
The referee used his eagle-like sharp eyes to see the situation on the field clearly.
Then he blew the whistle to signal the score without hesitation.
At this moment, the entire stadium was boiling.
The audience was so excited that they could hardly contain themselves and stood up and shouted loudly.
"It's amazing. This serve can ignore the dark area so perfectly!" someone shouted excitedly.
"Yes, facing such a powerful opponent, the other party has no power to fight back at all!" another audience member echoed.
"It looks like there is no suspense in this match. Our German team will definitely win it easily!" someone else said proudly.
"Isn't Amadeus also a professional player? Why is there such a big gap between him and Borg?" Some viewers began to question Amadeus's strength.
Indeed, the game they just lost was so tragic that everyone was worried about the upcoming battle.
But now seeing Borg's outstanding performance, the fire of hope in everyone's hearts is burning again.
The situation on the Swiss team is completely different.
The faces of most team members looked very gloomy and ugly, especially Alexander Amadeus himself.
Due to the characteristics of his playing style, he was in an unfavorable situation of being suppressed by Borg from the very beginning.
You know, Borg is a top player with almost no flaws.
Even with a tactical skill as powerful as the Dark Domain, it is not easy to quickly construct it and lure out the Borg's weakness.
What's more, there is already a big gap in strength between the two sides. Considering various factors, their chances of winning this game are almost negligible.
boom--!
boom--!
boom--!
With the crisp and powerful sounds of hitting the ball, the tennis ball flew across the net like lightning and flew straight to the opposite court.
Borg frowned, swung the racket in his hand quickly, and said calmly: "High-speed serves should have no effect on you. What... are you thinking about?"
After saying that, he slammed the tennis racket to the ground fiercely, as if to vent his dissatisfaction and confusion.
At this moment, Alexander Amadeus, standing on the other side of the court, remained unusually calm.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Borg closely, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, he knew very well what his biggest trump card was, so he was not in a hurry to fight back and score immediately. Instead, he acted as if he was confident and everything was under control.
Sadly, however, Amadeus failed to detect Borg's hidden amazing talent.
As the game time passed by minute by minute, Borg not only did not show signs of fatigue due to physical exhaustion, but his fighting power became stronger and stronger.
Not only that, his movement speed on the court is getting faster and faster, his movements are becoming more agile and flexible, and even the flaws that may have existed before are gradually reduced.
But if Amadeus can't even make the most basic accurate counterattack, then even if Borg has many flaws, the existence of these flaws will be of no practical significance to this game.
boom--!
Another powerful hit, the yellow ball whizzed past like a cannonball and landed directly on Amadeus's court.
Without hesitation, the referee announced loudly: "Jurgen Borisovich Borg scores, the score is 40:0!"
Then, there was another series of fierce confrontations, and the final score was fixed at 1:0. Borg successfully won the serve of this game.
After successfully winning the serve, Borg walked back to the rest area with an expressionless face. He looked very calm, as if he didn't take his opponent Alexander Amadeus seriously at all.
Not only that, there was even a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
It seemed as if this game was too easy and not challenging at all.
Just after the serve game ended, Borg slowly stood up and stared at Amadeus on the opposite court with sharp eyes.
Just through this one round of competition, Borg had already keenly sensed the aura emanating from Amadeus.
Borg secretly estimated in his heart that if things continued to develop at the current pace.
In three more rounds at most, Alexander Amadeus, who had been acting somewhat careless, would probably realize that he was in danger as if he had just woken up from a dream.
By then, it will be too late, and the victory of the game will have fallen firmly into Borg's pocket.
When the Swiss team's spectators saw the slightly smug and contemptuous look on Borg's face, they could no longer suppress their anger.
"What kind of face does this guy have? He is too arrogant!" Angry roars came from the crowd.
Facing the accusations and dissatisfaction of his teammates, Tasta shook his head slightly, expressing a different opinion.
"Don't get too excited. He actually has the capital to be arrogant."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Swiss players around him cast doubtful and reproachful looks at him.
"Hey, Tasta, which side are you on? Why are you speaking for your opponent now?"
People couldn't help but shout loudly.
At this time, Albert, who had been observing silently at the side, also stepped forward and echoed Tasta's point of view, saying, "I think what Pete said is not wrong. Judging from the current situation, it is almost impossible for Alexander Amadeus to defeat Borg."
After hearing this, the originally noisy Swiss preparation area suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Because everyone knows that if even Randy, who has always been outspoken, matter-of-fact and never considers other people's feelings,
If someone says something like “We are bound to lose this game”, then there is basically no hope of a comeback.
However, in this suffocating silence, a weak but firm voice suddenly sounded: "There is still a little chance..."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Tasta mumbling something, as if he had not given up the last glimmer of hope of winning.
He is the strongest in the entire team!
How can we just watch everyone go through so much trouble and lose our composure and morale?
Henry also hurriedly reminded them, "We must not extinguish the light of hope for our team, otherwise, it will seriously undermine the morale of the players!"
However, in the face of Henry's earnest persuasion, Pete remained silent.
Deep in his heart, he had a completely different idea from that of ordinary people - those meaningless so-called hopes would be better off letting everyone fall into complete despair.
Because only when people are truly in the endless dark abyss can they burst out with amazing strength and climb out of the bottomless hell with difficulty.
In the blink of an eye, the game has entered the second round.
Alexander Amadeus served in this game.
Unfortunately, even so, the situation still doesn't seem to be getting any better.
Even though it was not his serve, Borg could still easily swing his racket and hit a powerful return that seemed to ignore all flaws.
The tennis ball seemed to be cast under a spell. It sank into the darkness at lightning speed and disappeared without a trace.
In this situation, it feels like the Borg is performing some mysterious dark techniques.
Of course, if Alexander Amadeus wants to break the current unfavorable situation, he must be able to accurately hit a magical ball that can hit Borg's defensive blind spot.
But the problem is that, regardless of the huge gap in hard power that already exists between the two sides.
Just the fact that Borg has the ability to continuously improve his strength as the game progresses is enough to cover up most of the flaws that may be exposed in him.
Therefore, if you want to achieve this goal, the probability of success is extremely small, almost zero!
Unless Amadeus can see through the flaws in the Borg's moves at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, and this speed must be far beyond the speed at which the Borg's strength increases.
However, it was extremely difficult to achieve such conditions because from the beginning of the game, the starting points of the two of them were very different.
There was only a crisp crashing sound.
boom!
Then the referee shouted: "Jurgen Borisovich Borg scores, the score is 3:0!"
There was another bang!
"Jurgen Borisovich Borg scores another point, now the score is 4:1!"
With another loud bang, the score was changed again.
"Jurgen Borisovich Borg continues to score, the score is now 5:2!"
Although Alexander Amadeus tried his best and fought back bravely, he finally managed to score one or two points.
But this score is just a drop in the ocean and a drop in the bucket for the whole situation.
The progress of the game was as rapid as a storm, and in the blink of an eye it was the crucial moment to decide the outcome - the deciding game.
At this moment, the confidence that was already very obvious on Borg's face became even more intense.
Tasta, who was watching the battle, seemed to have keenly sensed something strange. He shook his head slightly and couldn't help but sighed, "It seems that Alexander Amadeus is in a really bad situation."
At this moment, Borg suddenly said coldly: "In this last round, I will send you to the abyss of hell. You were so cruel to my teammates just now."
The tone of his voice suddenly became icy cold, making people shudder.
There was a chilling light in those eyes, as if it could penetrate one's soul.
Recalling the previous game scenes, Randy Pugu and Albert did not show any mercy when facing the opposing players.
On the contrary, the opponent kept hitting the ball that could be hit directly back, with the obvious purpose of destroying the arms of both of them.
Although Borg was already accustomed to this kind of behavior, and he knew very well in his heart that in such a cruel competitive environment as the World Series, the law of the jungle is the unchanging rule.
However, this does not mean that he can watch his teammates get hurt without doing anything or taking any countermeasures.
Another person who realized this was Alexander Amadeus.
The thought that the Borg might use him as a target for their anger brought cold sweat to his forehead.
There was a crisp "bang" sound, and the racket was swung violently. The tennis ball rushed away like a flash of lightning and instantly disappeared into the darkness.
According to common sense, everyone present would think that this ball would be like the previous ones and Borg would score easily.