READ WEBNOVEL Chapter 5: Light Strike·Collapse
On the field.
Amadeus looked at Kitahara Shu coldly, as if he didn't want such a genius to be scrapped like this, and reminded him:
"If you don't want to die, run away!"
However, Kitahara Osamu still stood there.
Amadeus secretly thought, could it be that he was frightened by this ball?
The audience covered their eyes, not wanting to see the cruel scene that followed.
But.
The moment the dark tennis ball flew in front of him, Osamu Kitahara still waved the racquet.
His figure looked very small against the dark shadow of the ball, but the moment the racquet was swung out, something unexpected happened.
"It's... glowing??"
"What on earth...is going on!"
“Am I dazzled???”
"..."
The audience's eyes were wide open. They watched helplessly as Kitahara Shu blasted out the tennis ball and burst into bright light.
It was like a sun falling, bombarding away with a destructive momentum! !
what is happening! !
"This ball..."
Amadeus' pupils narrowed slightly.
This radiant ball reminded him of a challenger from two years ago.
That guy also hit a luminous ball, but in the end he was shrouded in his own darkness.
but……
The ball of light shot by Osamu Kitahara seems to be much more powerful than that guy...
It's too late, but it's soon.
In an instant, the ball of light crossed the net and went straight to Amadeus!
Amadeus has never seen any big scenes. He could defeat Byōdōin Hōō back then, and he can also defeat Kitahara Osamu!
"Do you think you can dominate the world of football just by hitting the ball? Stop dreaming! There once was a guy who was as naive as you, and you will end up like him!"
Amadeus ran towards the spot where the tennis ball landed, faced the fiery tennis ball, and swung the racquet out!
“Buzz!!!”
Racquet's network cable immediately produced a violent dent!
Amadeus exploded with all his strength to resist this force, but Racquet kept making "click-click" sounds of the network cable breaking!
"boom!"
finally.
racquet burst!
The tennis ball hit the cement wall of the court!
After a loud noise, debris flew everywhere, leaving a big hole in the wall. Those who didn't know thought it was an earthquake!
Amadeus looked at the broken racquet in his hand, then at the ruins behind him, and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.
"Is this kid really just a junior high school student?"
And the people watching the game went completely crazy.
"Kitahara Osamu...junior high school student, tough professional player, so awesome!!"
"One ball cracked the wall. Is this... something a normal person can do??"
"It feels like Amadeus has no hold back. Can't Amadeus, with full firepower, suppress Kitahara Osamu?"
"Is it possible that he is really the chosen one for tennis?"
"..."
Sieg's face was bloodless, and his whole figure seemed to have been drained of his soul.
He originally thought that he was at most a little behind Kitahara Shu. As long as he practiced harder, surpassing Kitahara Shu would not be a problem.
However, after seeing Kitahara Osamu's performance, he realized that he would never reach Kitahara Osamu's level in this life!
This dimensionality-reducing blow almost completely deprived Sieg of his morale.
What German elite tennis players, what invincible players in the national team youth training camp, look so pale and powerless in front of Osamu Kitahara!
Nobel's brain was in a trance.
Recalling that he still wanted to challenge Kitahara Osamu, he felt ridiculous!
Just as everyone was marveling at Kitahara Osamu's performance.
The security guard of the court arrived belatedly.
Seeing the court being smashed into pieces, he said angrily:
"Oh my God, what's going on!! How did the court become like this? The person in charge will definitely fire us if he finds out!"
The security guard found Amadeus and said angrily:
"It was you who did it, right? Pay compensation!"
Amadeus felt a little wronged and said:
"I didn't do it alone. Why don't you go find Bei..."
His words stopped abruptly.
Because, when he turned around to identify Beihara Xiu, he found that this guy had slipped away at some point.
"This guy can run away really fast..."
Amadeus could only admit defeat, took out a bank card from his arms and handed it to the security guard:
“Just pay how much compensation you need.”
…
Completed the compensation matter.
Amadeus and Nobel walked out of the arena, and Amadeus suddenly sighed.
Nobel asked:
"Are you sad because you didn't recruit Kitahara Osamu?"
Amadeus shook his head and said:
"No, it's just a matter of regret that I didn't completely decide the outcome with him. But just talking about that small game, I actually lost."
Nobel continued:
"Then shall we continue to win over Beihara Xiu?"
Amadeus sighed again and said:
"Although I don't have much contact with him, I feel that he is a person who does whatever he wants. Since he has rejected us once, it is just futile to try to win over us..."
"However, I guess based on his character, he will not accept invitations from other national teams."
"We'll take it one step at a time. If the time is right, it won't be too late to find him."
…
other end.
Ziege dragged his heavy steps back to the youth training camp of the German tennis national team.
Everyone was training. When they saw Sieg coming back, they all gathered around and asked:
"How was the competition? Did you win the championship?"
"Nonsense, I must have won the championship!"
"But, why don't you look unhappy?"
"..."
Three imposing figures also came over, and the youth training team members immediately moved out of the way.
These three people are the German team's coach Retru, the world's strongest Polk, and the perfect quality QP!
As soon as Sieg saw them, he knelt down, lowered his head and admitted his mistake, saying:
"I'm sorry, coach, I...I failed to live up to your expectations, I lost!"
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