"This game was scored by Berti from Heidelberg Middle School, and the score was 1:0."
"Both sides change sides!"
The referee's voice sounded, and the scene suddenly aroused a burst of discussion.
"You are truly a professional player! He actually managed to score consecutive points by returning serve!"
"I think Berti's opponent is pretty good, but it's a pity that he met a professional player."
The audience also saw how good Shiraishi was.
However, compared with Berti, Shiraishi seems a bit mediocre.
Marui Bunta said indifferently: "This guy's proficiency in grass courts is amazing."
Behind the continuous serve-receiving scores is not only Berti's super personal strength, but also his perfect adaptation to the court.
The grass court has its own characteristics, and Berti, who is familiar with these characteristics and can hit the ball hard, has obviously adapted to the court perfectly.
Fuji said with a smile: "After all, he is a professional player. Maybe he has played on grass courts before this."
Hirakoba looked at the two people who were exchanging pitches and said: "I didn't expect Shiraishi to fall into a disadvantage so quickly, and he was still in the field he is best at."
After hearing this, everyone was silent for a while.
Yes, they didn't expect Shiraishi to lose so completely on the basics.
Each mountain is higher than the other, and everyone can clearly see that Berti suppressed Bai Shi with his own foundation.
He didn't use any special moves or enter any special state.
...
After switching courts, it was Berti's turn to serve.
Although the level is acceptable, it doesn't interest him much.
"In that case, let's end it quickly!"
Berti's eyes flashed coldly and then he threw the tennis ball in his hand.
Peng!
His movements are somewhat similar to Shiraishi's, both hitting the ball with minimal movements.
Eliminating those unnecessary movements greatly improves your hitting threat.
winter!
Just as Shiraishi was about to get ready, the ball bounced at his feet.
"Game, Heidelberg Middle School Berti, 15:0."
...
"So... so fast!"
"This is...a half-throw serve?!"
Everyone on the sidelines was shocked. They almost lost sight of the ball just now.
It was really Berti's serve that was beyond their expectations.
Not only is the ball speed amazing, but it is also a half-throw serve, and the RBI selection is beyond ordinary people's expectations.
...
Peng!
"Game, Heidelberg Middle School Berti, 30:0."
...
Peng!
"Game, Heidelberg Middle School Berti, 40:0."
...
Even if he knew that his opponent would serve with a half-throw, Shiraishi still couldn't keep up with his opponent's serve.
Shiraishi's racket often missed Berti's serve.
It's just a tiny bit missing but it's like the end of the world.
Shiraishi knew that this was because there was still a gap between his own fifth dimension and his opponent's.
Although they are both junior high school students, Berti has followed Polk and received the most rigorous training since he was a child.
It is also the most scientific training.
His body had already accumulated to an extremely high level over time.
The game is still going on, but the outcome seems to have been determined.
More than twenty minutes later.
Berti started to move quickly, and the afterimages disappeared behind him.
Almost instantly he was in front of the net.
Turning the ball around, a short ball like an antelope's horns made Shiraishi helplessly stop in his tracks.
"The first set is over! Heidelberg Middle School Berti won with a score of 6:0."
The referee on the high chair blew the whistle to end the first set.
The score of 6:0 shows that this game has always been under Berti's control.
Yushi Ninzu shook his head and said: "The gap is too big! Is this the strength of professional players? Sure enough, they have a trick!"
He saw clearly that the opponent won the first set without any effort at all.
Shiraishi has tried his best, but still can't uncover the tip of the iceberg hidden under the water.
An Shijin crossed her arms and looked at Shiraishi who returned to Watanabe Xiu's side.
He knew that Shiraishi still had some strength left, it just depended on how enlightened Shiraishi was.
...
Osamu Watanabe handed Shiraishi a towel.
The latter also took it directly and put it on top of his head.
For Shiraishi, he has never been powerless except when facing Amuro.
This is now a world-class arena.
Shiraishi really didn't want to lose like this.
"Come on, Xiaozang!"
"I believe you can do it, Shiraishi!
"
"The winner is king, Xiao Baishi!"
At this time, a cheering sound came from behind Shiraishi.
Shiraishi pulled off the towel and turned around to see his team members looking at him with smiles.
Even in the face of the crisis of elimination, everyone still believed in their president.
Seeing this, Bai Shi felt warm in his heart and immediately said, "Xiu, I may not be able to keep my agreement with you!"
Shiraishi has made up his mind.
Shiraishi stood up straight and raised his bandaged hand in front of him.
Hearing this, Osamu Watanabe glanced at Shiraishi and said, "It's up to you."
The reason why he gave the pair of gold wristbands to Shiraishi in the first place was so that Shiraishi, this piece of raw jade, could go further in the future.
However, the speed of Shiraishi's progress surprised Watanabe Osamu.
The golden wristband is indeed not of much help to Shiraishi now.
It's not a bad idea to take it down.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shiraishi slowly removed the bandage from his arm.
Under the scorching autumn sun, a golden brilliance shines from Shiraishi's arm.
"Shiraishi's hand...!
"
Everyone was stunned, and their attention was attracted by the pure gold wristband on Shiraishi's arm.
An Shijin was the only one present who was not too surprised.
He had long known the existence of this thing on Shiraishi's arm.
Akutagawa Jirou's eyes widened and he said excitedly: "Atobe, did you see it? Did you see it? This Shiraishi wears pure gold on his hand. I'm so envious!"
Atobu curled his lips and said, "What's so enviable about this kind of bad taste."
Yukimura smiled and said: "I think this thing should have its purpose. Maybe Shiraishi still has a chance in this game."
On the field.
Shiraishi took off the pure gold wristband from his arm and respectfully handed it back to Osamu Watanabe.
"Return the property to its original owner, Ash."
Watanabe said calmly: "Go on, Shiraishi, let them see your true strength!"
Shiraishi nodded, and then returned to the court with firm steps.
He felt much lighter all over after the weight was removed.
Berti naturally saw Shiraishi removing his pure gold wristbands, but he didn't care.
Even if Shiraishi has reservations, he is confident that he can solve all problems that may arise.