Chapter 412: The Sanctioned Tono, His Ghostly Movements

"That senior Tono didn't even react?"

On one side of the stands.

The junior high school students of the Japanese team all showed shocked expressions. That was Tono Atsuki, the eighth-ranked expert in the first team.

That's right.

The opponent is the German team.

But the one who served just now was just a junior high school student. Logically speaking, with Tono's strength, he should be able to fight back.

"This kid's insight is very unusual."

Tono's face was very ugly.

He suffered a loss at the beginning, and he was irritable. Now he was thinking about how to retaliate.

However.

He glanced at him.

When he saw Ishikawa turning around and walking towards the baseline with a calm face, his anger was instantly extinguished. Under the surprised eyes of others, he lowered his head and walked towards the net honestly.

"15-0!"

At this time, the referee announced the score. The audience who came to their senses looked at Frankensteiner on one side of the court.

"Hey."

But the other party grinned and winked at Tono provocatively: "Are you scared now? Don't worry, this is just the appetizer, the real feast is coming."

Facts have proved.

Not all high school students on the German team are that strong. And this also confirms Frankensteiner's previous conjecture. In this warm-up match, the Japanese team may have already sent out all their elite players.

Otherwise.

They will not miss the opportunity now and send out this high-low combination in front of them. A powerful junior high school student and a poor high school student.

Even.

Frankensteiner had deep doubts about the intelligence of the Japanese team in his heart.

The strongest at the age of 12?

And he has continuously suppressed masters like Ochi and Tanejima to get to the top. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out.

Huh!

The thought flashed through his mind.

He threw the tennis ball up again, and then his eyes scanned Ishikawa on the opposite side like a scanner.

"The best player of the Japanese team? Then let me see how good you are!"

Swish!

Suddenly.

His sight fell on the front of Ishikawa's backhand side position. That was the landing point that he calculated based on the opponent's height and arm length, combined with his usual game experience, and was most likely to cause effective obstruction.

Bang!

Then.

Frankensteiner swung his racket, accompanied by a crisp hitting sound, and the tennis ball seemed to be an arrow from a string, and it hit the landing point he had marked accurately.

Bang!

Suddenly.

A pale yellow light hit the position marked by Frankensteiner. The two points were extremely accurate, without any deviation at all.

"See!"

Frankensteiner's eyes flashed with confidence: "This is the strength of me, A. Frankensteiner, who is called [Tennis Robot]!"

Bang!

However.

The next moment.

A touch of pale yellow luster bloomed at his feet without any warning.

"What?!"

The No.1 junior high school student of the German team subconsciously widened his eyes. But he reacted quickly and instinctively wanted to raise the racket and swing it in the direction where the tennis ball might bounce.

But.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, his pupils, which had already shrunk, condensed a little more.

"Can't move?"

Frankensteiner stood stiffly in place.

Rustling

Until the tennis ball rolled to his feet, he felt that his hand holding the racket had a normal reaction.

"Gulp."

Then, he swallowed his saliva subconsciously. When he raised his head and looked at the handsome black-haired boy opposite him who looked harmless, a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

Master!

And a top master!

Such a person is not someone he can provoke at all!

Frankensteiner took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Deep in his heart, he no longer dared to doubt the other party's strength.

At the same time

His mentality changed quickly, and he looked at the other side with a sharp gaze. The young man with purple hair had adjusted his target to the opponent.

"Not bad."

After clearly observing the change in Frankensteiner's state, Bismarck outside the court nodded with satisfaction: "Not obsessed with who the opponent is, he can quickly adjust his state. He does have reason to become the leader of junior high school students."

Only in this point, Frankensteiner is much better than Seyfried. Perhaps in terms of talent, the two are not much different.

But in terms of the overall strength of the German team, what they need more is a relatively stable junior high school representative. Frankensteiner is the most outstanding among them.

However.

Looking at the court, Qp did not express his position at all, and Bismarck knew that the opponent was preparing to continue to let Frankensteiner test the opponent's strength.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

At the baseline.

The short-haired boy who gently tapped the tennis ball obviously understood the meaning of his predecessor. With a thought in his mind, his eyes fell on Tono.

"As long as I can suppress the other high school student, I will win this game!"

Bang!

Thinking of this.

He hit the tennis ball quickly and accurately again.

"Hmph!"

Tono, who felt the sharp arc of the tennis ball on the other side, snorted coldly: "The same trick is useless to me!"

Bang!

Immediately.

He quickly raised his racket and hit the tennis ball backhandedly towards the opponent's corner.

"Did it hit back?"

Frankensteiner raised his eyebrows, but without any pause, he chased towards the net.

In fact.

He did not underestimate his opponent too much, but tried to predict his opponent's strength as much as possible. After all, in the previous two games, Bismarck and Becker lost the game more or less because of underestimating the opponent.

Although he was just a pawn, he, who was called a [tennis robot], still had to show his tennis style.

Beep!

Beep! !

Suddenly.

Frankensteiner looked up and locked his eyes on his opponent. In his eyes, the shooting arrow symbol that looked like a game appeared everywhere around Tono.

"I saw your weakness."

Bang!

Then.

He hit the ball accurately as if it were a sniper.

The tennis ball fell to the ground, and Tono's movements instantly became stiff. But he, who also boosted his mental strength, reacted in a flash.

Bang.

He cracked the fatal ball.

"This guy is really difficult to deal with!"

Frankensteiner's eyes changed slightly.

The opponent's reaction ability is excellent, and his insight and judgment are also above the standard. If you don't know the real situation, you might think that Tono is the main force of this combination.

Take a deep breath.

Frankensteiner launched an attack again.

Using his machine-like eyes, he kept looking for the opponent's weaknesses.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Tono defended continuously.

He felt a strong pressure from the opponent's attack. He knew that if he just defended blindly, his defense would be penetrated sooner or later.

So.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately changed his playing style.

Bang!

After the ball was hit, the tennis ball suddenly increased its speed after flying out. This sudden change disrupted Frankensteiner's rhythm.

"Hmph, just some tricks."

He was very calm. Although he reacted a little slower, he still caught up before the tennis ball landed for the second time and hit it out.

"Huh?"

But the next moment.

The No.1 junior high school student of the German team suddenly felt a sense of danger, as if he was stared at by a poisonous snake.

Swish!

On the other side, seeing Frankensteiner's flaw, a fierce look flashed in Tono's eyes: "The roles of hunter and prey are about to change. Eh?"

But.

Just when Tono was about to play [Execution] and attack the opponent's body. Ishikawa in front suddenly turned his head and shook his head at him.

"I know."

Take a breath.

Tono, who was originally preparing to play a killer move, immediately changed his hitting action and strength. Under the surprised eyes of others, he hit a short ball.

Pada.

This was not a standard short ball that landed on the ground, making everyone look at each other in bewilderment. Because they all smelled the murderous aura emanating from Tono.

But.

The final ball was such a simple one. One had to wonder if he had made a mistake.

"Hmm."

At this time.

Qp, who had been observing the situation and taking in everything, turned his eyes and looked deeply at Ishikawa.

He knew very well.

Tono was suppressed.

He was forcibly restrained by this harmless-looking black-haired boy.

"So. What does he mean?"

Qp frowned. In his opinion, the other party should not be the kind of womanly person who would talk about the so-called tennis ethics on the world stage.

The so-called upright game never exists. Even if this is a warm-up match, with Qp's character, he will maximize his own interests.

"15-30!"

At this time.

The referee announced the score.

Bang!

Afterwards.

Ishikawa received the serve and scored another easy goal.

"15-40!"

Seeing this.

Frankensteiner's face was not very good. He thought he was fooled, so he launched a very strong attack on his opponent.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The tennis ball kept flying.

The German teenager used his strong insight to find the weaknesses of Tono one by one, and used his superb skills to force his opponent to retreat step by step.

That's right, he is indeed not Ishikawa's opponent.

But on the other side of the battlefield, he must get back what he lost.

"Strange."

Outside the court, the Japanese players who saw Tono being suppressed showed puzzled expressions.

Hara Tetsuya frowned and said, "Tonno-senior's condition seems to be a little off."

"Yeah."

Mori beside him nodded and said, "He has never been able to play in his own style until now."

"No way."

Mizutani, the staff officer, said helplessly, "My special moves are restricted and cannot be used. In this case, it is normal to be suppressed by the opponent."

"But."

Toyama asked puzzledly, "Why would Ishikawa ask this purple-haired senior not to use such a move?"

"The reason?"

Sanada touched his chin and said with a strange expression, "Is he afraid that others will say that he got the points by dishonorable means?"

He has a thunderous personality, does things uprightly, and plays with a direct confrontation style.

If he were in his shoes, Sanada would not think of winning the game by violent means. A victory obtained in that way is not glorious and has no meaning at all.

"It's not that complicated."

At this time, Byodoin shook his head and said, "After all, this is just a warm-up match. That guy just wants to use the opponent's junior high school students to put pressure on Tono."

"Yeah."

Atobe, Oshitari and others also nodded.

When they were in Hyotei, they had seen such situations many times. After all, this was just a special training for Tono by Ishikawa.

Use the opponent's strong insight and accurate shots to strengthen Tono's ability to respond. At the same time, it is also to let Tono adapt to how to play after the execution law is gone.

Bang!

Bang bang! !

On the court.

The two kept attacking each other.

There was no sign of sweat on Frankensteiner's face. As a player of the German Elite Training Camp, and with Polk as his idol and goal, he has plenty of energy.

Protracted warfare is one of his best areas.

On the contrary.

Tono's breathing has obviously quickened.

Sweat can be seen on his forehead. The speed and quality of his return have also declined a lot.

"Hehe."

Seeing this, Frankensteiner grinned. Aiming at Tono's blind spot, he hit the ball he had been planning for a long time.

"I got this point!"

That's right.

With the current score, when Ishikawa receives the serve, Frankensteiner will definitely not be able to stop it and will lose this game.

However.

In this duel between him and the other high school student, it was Frankensteiner who won head-on.

"Damn it!"

After seeing the tennis ball flying with a strong side spin, Tono's face was very ugly. Because he already felt the effort, if he continued like this, he would definitely lose.

"Damn it, if I could use the execution method, how could this happen!"

Tono was very unwilling.

Because before the game, Ishikawa had a conversation with him. He asked him not to use dangerous skills such as the execution method in the game.

Under the pressure from the opponent, he suppressed his fierce will.

But.

If he continued, he would definitely lose the next game.

Narrowed his eyes.

In Tono's mind, a strong thought flashed through his mind to burst out with all his strength and attack his opponent with the execution method.

But the next moment, Ishikawa's voice sounded in his mind at the same time.

"Tono-senior."

"I really want to know what would happen if you didn't have the execution method?"

"Your tennis should be more than this level, right?"

The conversation between the two before the game emerged in Tono's mind very clearly. The emotions that he wanted to burst out were suppressed by him.

"Yes!"

"If I lose the execution method, what do I have left?"

"No! My Tono Atsukyo's tennis will not be limited to this level!!"

Swish!

The next moment.

He raised his foot and took a step, chasing after the tennis ball again.

"It's useless."

Seeing this, Frankensteiner shook his head and smiled: "With your current physical strength, you can't catch up with the ball in that position anyway, right?"

However.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly widened his eyes.

Swish!

Swish swish swish!!!

But only a figure flashed continuously like a ghost, and then appeared in front of the tennis ball.

Bang!

Then.

Tono hit back.

The tennis ball was extremely accurate, hitting Frankensteiner's side and ricocheting high.

"Game!"

"Japan team, 1-0, exchange positions!"

"Just, what was that just now?"

At the baseline.

Frankensteiner opened his eyes wide and looked at his opponent in disbelief: "That speed is not human at all, it's just like a ghost!"