In the serving area, Yukimura focused his attention on Edgar, with a sharp look in his eyes.
Just after changing sides for a brief rest, Yukimura noticed that Battis's eyes gradually became hollow after being painted, but his aura became much stronger than before.
As a person with amazing observation skills, he naturally knew that the reason for the change in Battis came from Edgar.
"As long as you lose your five senses, that person will become a completely unable to move puppet."
After confirming his goal of depriving the five senses in his mind, Yukimura no longer planned to hold back. He raised his arm slightly and swung it down suddenly, and the tennis ball flew out quickly like an arrow from the string.
Bang...
Yukimura's entire movement was smooth and neat as usual. After bouncing off the ground, he quickly flew towards Edgar who was catching the ball on the baseline.
Destroying the five senses is very powerful, but the prerequisite for depriving the opponent of the five senses is to constantly fight with the opponent, and Yukimura wants to fight alone with Edgar.
Tread...tread...
Edgar moved at high speed, and when the tennis ball bounced, he came to the side of the tennis ball, and then made a backhand blow, preparing to attack Yukimura's other side.
Bang...
The tennis ball flew back in an instant. Originally, Mori was in a better position to hit the ball back, but he took the initiative to give up his position, giving Yukimura the chance to sprint directly.
Step on...
Yukimura did not live up to Mori's kindness. He stepped faster, and in a moment, he caught up with the tennis ball, swung it with one blow, and attacked Edgar again.
Bang...
Yukimura's counterattack directly bypassed Battis in the frontcourt. The tennis ball was far away from him and flew straight to the baseline.
The ball was not slow, but it had no power. After catching up with the tennis ball, Edgar swung the racket back easily.
Bang...
Bang...
The two started a slap fight, but none of their partners took action.
Mori wanted to create opportunities for Yukimura, but Battis avoided Yukimura every time he fought back. Even if there was a chance to score, he chose to give up and insisted on attacking Edgar with the tennis ball.
The position to hit back to.
Bang...
"Out of bounds..."
"15:0, Neon team scores."
As the referee announced the score, Edgar's expression became extremely solemn. When the racket touched the tennis ball, he could no longer feel any power on the tennis ball. He found that he seemed to have no sense of touch.
"What's going on?"
Edgar immediately noticed something was wrong. He raised his head and looked at Yukimura Seiichi opposite, who was looking at him with a smile.
"It must be him, it must be him who did something to me."
His mind kept recalling the battle between the two, and his eyes suddenly narrowed as he thought of something.
"It's a shot. All his counterattacks just now avoided Salalang and came towards him. The reason for all this must be to make me lose touch."
After Edgar figured out the reason for his lack of touch, he immediately became cautious. He no longer planned to play with Yukimura, and would actively avoid Seiichi Yukimura's shots.
Because he knew very well that his sense of touch only disappeared temporarily, and if given enough time, his sense of touch would definitely come back.
Edgar turned his attention to his partner Battis. What he has to do now is to control Battis and fight Yukimura Seiichi to buy himself more time to regain his sense of touch.
……
Bang...
There was a dull sound of hitting the ball, and Yukimura swung the tennis ball again.
Phew…
The tennis ball turned into a sharp arc. After landing in the front court, it quickly flew out of the court. Yukimura had no intention of quarreling with Battis this time. His goal was always on Edgar.
on my body.
He had no intention of giving Edgar time to recover.
On the other side, Battis, who was responsible for catching the ball, became much faster and more responsive after being painted. Just when Yukimura's serve was about to fly out of the court, Battis' legs moved forward.
With one last push, he was like a cheetah, quickly catching up with the tennis ball.
Raise your arm, aim at the tennis ball, and swing it hard.
Bang...
There was a flash of yellow light, and before the audience even had time to react, the tennis ball had already landed in the Neon Team's court.
"So fast."
This scene made Yukimura and Mori pay more attention to it. Battis' current counterattack was much more powerful than before. Not only was the speed faster, but the power was also much stronger.
Although the counterattack became stronger, it was still within the control of Mori and Yukimura, and it did not cause them much trouble.
Tread...tread...
After a few steps, Yukimura was in charge of the main attack on Neon's side. After receiving the counterattack, he continued to hit the tennis ball towards Edgar.
Bang...
"Salalang, I leave it to you for now."
Edgar shouted loudly, and quickly moved away from his position. His sense of touch has not yet recovered, and he has not yet risked receiving a counterattack from Yukimura that can deprive others of his sense of touch.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Although he became Edgar's puppet, Battis still had a certain degree of self-awareness. He accelerated his pace and quickly caught up with the tennis ball in one sprint.
Bang...
Bang...
A one-on-two battle mode began on the court. Neon's main attacker has always been Yukimura, while Mori is responsible for assisting.
On the other side, Edgar, if he encounters a counterattack from Maori, will occasionally take two shots. As for Yukimura's shots, he always controls Battis to counterattack.
Although the smeared Battis' strength has improved a lot and his playing style has become stronger, in terms of overall strength, it is far inferior to Mori and Yukimura. Battis's desperate efforts are only delaying the French team's defeat.
That’s all.
Bang...
"Game, score 5:0, Neon team takes the lead."
……
In just ten minutes, the two games were over. Mori and Yukimura not only easily maintained serve, but also won the opponent's serve.
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At this time, Edgar finally regained his sense of touch, but looking at the score on the scoreboard, he suddenly felt helpless. The two neon players opposite were almost invulnerable in tennis.
Taking another look at his partner Battis who was sweating profusely, he knew that the French team had no chance in this game.
However, he is not ready to give up yet, and is still persisting tenaciously, but this situation is really difficult to recover.
……
Bang...
"At the end of the game, the score is 6:0. Neon team Mori Jusaburo and Yukimura Seiichi won."
Five minutes later, the referee announced the end of the game. Neon team's Mori and Yukimura completely swept the French team's doubles.
So far, Neon team has won the two doubles matches between Neon and France, with a total score of 2:0. As long as Neon wins another singles match, Neon will win the entire match.<
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Outside the stadium, the audience began to cheer. The two almost crushing victories made them full of expectations for the remaining games of Neon.
The reporters were not to be outdone, and kept taking photos of Yukimura and Mori after they finished the handshake ceremony.
And with two consecutive wins here, the morale of the young representatives of the Neon team has greatly increased. The so-called European strong teams are not as strong as everyone imagined.
In contrast, the French team's morale has reached rock bottom. They have lost two games in a row and their hope of defeating the Neon team has become extremely slim.
Because in these two doubles, they have completely recognized the strength of the Neon team, which is much stronger than them.
Now the French team has reached its most critical moment. If it loses again in singles, it will be swept by the Neon team, which would be a shame.
The head coach of the French team looked around the French players and finally settled on Oswald Delon and Timothy Morrault.
The original plan was to let first-year Deron play, but it seems that is no longer possible. Now the French team urgently needs a victory to get back into the game.
"Mo Lao, I'll leave it to you to play three singles."
The French head coach has a look of expectation in his eyes. The French team really cannot afford to lose.
"Don't worry, I will win."
Morao stood up directly from his seat with a very serious expression. Now he no longer underestimates the Neon team, because he already understands that this Neon team is stronger than the French team.
Although he knows that the Neon team is very strong, Morao still has full confidence in himself.
Seeing Morao's confident appearance, the French head coach finally felt a lot more settled.
On the other side, the Neon team also submitted a list for singles three, so a few minutes later, the announcement sounded again on the court.
"The following is a three-match singles match between the Neon Youth Team Akutsujin and the French Youth Team Timothy Morau."