This was their unanimous thought, but they hadn't told Niou that there were some things they really dared not say, and what would happen if they did. It was obvious even with just a little thought!
Despite all their precautions, they couldn't prevent Niou from playing a doubles match in a public place like this. Although they weren't the ones being attacked, and they didn't need to have such a strong emergency reflex, there was still a lingering feeling of unease.
"Sigh, I have a feeling that the two people on the other side are going to have their worldviews and values completely shattered today!"
"Some people sighed."
Come to think of it, they've even started to feel sorry for their opponents. Doesn't that sound pretty mindless? But some things are just that amazing!
It's hard to believe even just hearing about it. But some things are just the truth, and the truth can be quite devastating!
"Okay, not necessarily. After all, everyone has information on Niou. What if they knew from the beginning that Niou would play doubles? What if they were prepared for Niou to play doubles from the start? Right? So, anything is possible. Don't be pessimistic from the start!"
"Yes, yes, I think so too. Don't underestimate the other side. After all, they are a national-level team. How could they not even have any information about them?"
It wouldn't be good if they were overthinking things and were showing affection to the wrong person.
After all, we're still rivals. If we're going to be rivals, we should be good rivals and not show sympathy to the wrong people.
Mistaking someone for someone else is a minor issue, but being embarrassed is a major one! Please don't misunderstand this embarrassment; I'm specifically referring to them.
In this fiercely competitive arena, it's foolish to feel sorry for the enemy; they don't want to be exposed and lose face.
That sounds so stupid!
Niou was unaware of the various thoughts his teammates were harboring. At this moment, his eyes and mind were completely focused on the match before him. He was an extremely focused person, and once he chose a path, he would steadfastly move forward, giving no one a chance to refute or surpass him.
Although it sounds terrifying, this is the path of his unwavering will. After all, there can only be one king, and who would easily give up their throne?
That's impossible!
So~
"Are you ready? The price of challenging the king!"
With a gentle flick of his wrist, the tennis ball landed in his hand, light and graceful, yet possessing a unique charm. This move was incredibly challenging.
After all, this move looks very simple, but it actually requires a person to control the power of the tennis ball and their mental strength.
So~
The difference in skill can be made immediately with just one move.
Jonar's expression was grave. He knew that Niou was very powerful, that was true, but his previous power was based on many preconditions.
This is the first time I've truly felt the stark difference between two people.
Can they really beat this guy?
Can they beat the teammates he personally selected?
Questions that shouldn't have arisen quietly emerged after a simple action. Niou Masaharu—what a formidable opponent!
This exceptional control ability cannot be developed in a day or two; it also requires a high level of mental strength.
The two French players on the opposing team no longer wanted to question how this guy had cultivated such extraordinary mental strength; they just wanted to know when this mental strength would take effect, since its power was immense.
Nobody knows where this guy's mental power can be applied.
Therefore, we must be on high alert.
Thinking of this, Edgar, a staunch advocate of war, felt a sudden mental blank and a terrible headache.
This is really troublesome. I already knew how troublesome this guy was, but now it's getting even more troublesome.
Don't you have any loopholes to exploit? Where did this guy learn all those skills? He knows all 18 martial arts techniques, he's practically killing you! We haven't even started yet, and he's already got your heart in your throat, feeling like he could jump out at any moment!
"senior……"
"I know how you feel right now, I feel the same way. This guy is truly terrifying—"
It really feels like we can't get over this mountain. All we can do now is take it one step at a time, see how this guy plays doubles, how he presents himself, and then find a way to break the deadlock.
This is the only way—
Renwang smiled slightly. His offensive had already begun, using mental power as the most basic and important support. The four of them moved slowly towards the opposite side, arranged in a seemingly aimless yet very regular pattern.
Then came the silent attack. By slightly adjusting the angle, he made the two opponents feel slightly uncomfortable. First, they felt a slight discomfort, as if they had been attacked but couldn't figure out what was happening. Then came... an even more intense mental interference. The moment they were in a daze was when he scored.
This time, you can't say he took a shortcut; he was genuinely fighting using his own skills and the methods he used.
So~
snort!
How are you two planning to deal with this?
"Watch out—" Edgar reacted quickly. He had just noticed something was wrong with the ball and was already trying to run forward, but his legs seemed to stop for a moment as if they didn't obey him, so he could only watch helplessly as the tennis ball landed right in front of him.
"Tsk!" Anger surged to the bottom of his heart. For some reason, the anxiety in his heart at this moment seemed more unbearable 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.
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