Some feelings seem harder to bear than ever before.
"Why? Why did I miss it at the last moment when I had already made it?"
He couldn't understand why such bad luck had befallen him.
Everything they did was for today's competition, all for the ultimate victory. If they couldn't bring home that trophy, everything they did would be meaningless.
And now—
In such a crucial moment, he made such a huge mistake. How can he face all the hard work he has put in? How can he face everyone in the team who has done their part?
The anxiety in his heart gradually engulfed him. Although it hadn't completely consumed him yet, he already had a premonition.
This is not good news for many things.
"Senior!" Jonar noticed that something was off with his senior. There was nothing he could do about it, since Edgar's expression didn't look very pleasant at the moment, and even looked a bit fierce.
He was already extremely tall and imposing, and now, inexplicably, he was clenching his teeth, staring fiercely into the distance. This made him even more terrifying, and strangely, his gaze wasn't actually fixed on the opposite side…
He wasn't staring at Niou; he was staring into the distance.
It's as if there are things he hates or dislikes there!
To put it nicely, it's called staring into the distance; to put it bluntly, it's more like having lifeless eyes, as if you don't know what you're looking at...
Jonar was a little anxious because he hadn't come. Was his senior alright?
"I'm fine, let's continue the game!"
Edgar said.
His intuition told him that something was wrong, but considering the scene of the accident, he told himself it was probably just temporary anxiety and nothing was different, so…
Nothing has happened, nothing should happen. As long as we can get one point next, then everything will be fine!
That's what he thought, that's what he did, and that's what he prepared for.
But~
This guy in front of me doesn't play by the rules at all; in fact, he doesn't have any rules at all—just cards. He throws out all sorts of powerful cards, overwhelming his opponents and leaving them no time to react. Renwang always has a lot of cards in his hand. Today, to showcase his full strength, to demonstrate his team's strength and its many excellent traditions, he practically throws all his cards out with all his might, without holding back at all.
Specifically, this can be represented by a tennis ball flying out of the air, suddenly getting faster or slower depending on its speed, sometimes going up and sometimes going down.
It's so overwhelming that it leaves you completely bewildered and confused about what's going on and what the story is all about.
In just three minutes, they won a game beautifully, leaving everyone completely caught off guard.
"Oh my, my skills haven't gotten rusty at all! Not bad, not bad, I like it very much!" Renwang laughed.
Yes, he hasn't played tennis like this in a long time. Although he won't tease people with his words anymore, in terms of tennis, that's not teasing, that's a different category, a different style of play!
"What kind of tricks are you using? Why are you going so fast and slow all the time? What kind of trick did you use?" Jonah was panting heavily as he chased the ball. He was exhausted, covered in sweat, and his head was throbbing with pain.
"Why are you accusing me of cheating again? I was just playing tennis normally. You can't accuse me of cheating just because I didn't return the ball!"
Niou made his words sound somewhat aggrieved. He couldn't admit that he was using trickery. He was just playing tennis normally, and no one could find fault with him in this regard.
“Of course I know you’re playing tennis normally, but what methods did you use to make the tennis ball look like this?” Jonah said.
I've never heard of anyone being able to freely control the speed of their tennis ball before. Well, there are those who can suddenly switch from fast to slow or from slow to fast, but those are always consistent. This kind of feeling of being able to switch speeds up and down at any time is something I've never heard of or encountered before. It's unpredictable.
How exactly did they learn this?
"Haha, your little friend is quite interesting. Are you planning to ask me to answer your questions?"
Please, they are now rivals. Do you even know what a rival is? Being a rival is your own business, so you absolutely cannot ask others or tell anyone else!
"..." Jonar knew he shouldn't.
But he was really flustered just now. This guy's methods were too strange and unpredictable.
Theoretically speaking, he knew that this matter was closely related to mental strength, but theory is one thing, how mental strength could do this was something he simply couldn't understand. There were people with strong mental strength in their team before, and the French team pursued romance from the heart.
Everyone possesses extremely powerful mental strength, but no one's mental strength is like Nioh's.
It's not only unpredictable, but it also instills a strange sense of unease. The landing point of the tennis ball is so unpredictable; it's different every time!
From what direction did they come up with this trick?
"You..." Oni Jujiro also wanted to know. He had seen Niou fight in all sorts of matches before, but this was the first time he had fought in a match like this.
"If you were to ask that now, you'd look a bit foolish, partner!"
He didn't really want to say those two words, but at this moment, he couldn't very well call Oni Jujiro by his name, after all, he was a three-year-old junior to Oni Jujiro.
In Japanese tradition, this is not allowed. Doing so would be considered extremely disrespectful to one's elders and would be condemned.
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