bookrebus Chapter 717: A Growing Player Who Corrects and Overcomes Weaknesses—Reinhardt
Chapter 717: A Growing Player Who Corrects and Overcomes Weaknesses—Reinhardt
next moment.
Beichuan spoke first, his tone calm but with a hint of amusement.
"Are you ready, sir?"
His voice was not loud, but it reached Ralph's ears clearly.
His face was filled with a meaningful smile, as if he had already seen through the other person's thoughts.
"Although this match only came about because of your two abandoned matches."
"Although you have already reached the master level."
"But superheroes can always defeat those extremely powerful villains."
Ralph Reinhardt answered forcefully, his tone filled with unquestionable conviction.
His eyes were as bright as stars, as if telling a legend that was destined to be remembered.
Hearing this, Beichuan smiled lightly, his laughter was low and magnetic.
"Ha ha……"
"I hope Your Excellency will allow me to enjoy the game properly."
He replied with a chuckle while playing with the racket in his hand.
The racket seemed to come alive in his hands, and every turn carried an indescribable rhythm.
Then the referee announced again:
"The 5th singles match of the U-17 World Cup Tournament between the Swiss U-17 team and the Free State U-17 team."
"Kitagawa of the Swiss U-17 team is serving."
"Game start!"
The referee on the podium blew the whistle for the game without hesitation.
"I'm really lucky~"
Soft laughter filled the air like sunlight falling on the court.
Ralph Reinhardt stood opposite, his eyes calm as water, but with a barely perceptible sharpness.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was not surprised by Beichuan's words, and as if he had already expected that this confrontation would unfold in a certain way.
"Captain Reinhardt, here we come."
The voice came from the direction of Beichuan, with a hint of calmness and confidence.
He had a slender figure, and the corners of his clothes swayed gently in the breeze.
The sunlight shines on his profile, outlining a clear outline, and his eyes are like a bottomless lake, hiding elusive emotions in the calm.
Subsequently.
Beichuan leaned over and threw the tennis ball in his hand directly into the air.
The movements are clean and neat, without any unnecessary movements.
The moment the ball was thrown into the air, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
The golden sunlight shone through the clouds onto the court, and the tennis ball drew a graceful arc in the air, like a falling star.
He gathered his strength and leaped forward, swinging the racket fiercely.
Beichuan's figure soared into the air, his movements so smooth as if he had practiced them thousands of times, every joint and every muscle perfectly coordinated at this moment.
His racket drew a silver trail in the air, and with the power of his body, he hit the falling tennis ball hard.
The whole process was smooth and flowing, comparable to Standard's own textbook serve.
boom!
Along with the crisp sound of the racket and tennis ball colliding, the entire court seemed to be shaken by the impact.
Everyone in the audience held their breath unconsciously, their eyes fixed on the rapidly spinning tennis ball.
this moment.
Beichuan directly displayed advanced sweet spot techniques and so on.
An extremely bright light suddenly bloomed on the racket face, as if turning decay into magic.
It was an ultimate combination of skill and strength, the result of years of training and natural talent.
The racket's sweet spot hit the center of the tennis ball precisely, causing it to burst out with amazing speed and spin in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the tennis ball turned into a stream of light, crossed the net, and rushed towards Ralph Reinhardt.
"So fast!!!"
Ralph Reinhardt looked at the ball, his eyes suddenly narrowed and his pupils contracted slightly.
He stood behind the baseline, holding the racket tightly with both hands, his toes touching the ground, his whole body like a taut bowstring.
The wind whistled past his ears, lifting a few strands of hair from his forehead, and his expression became extremely focused.
At the same time, he sprinted towards the location where the tennis ball landed without hesitation.
chi chi...
Under a foot brake.
Just as the tennis ball was about to bounce up, Ralph Reinhart returned it with a forehand lob.
His movements were swift and decisive, like a cheetah pouncing on its target.
The racket met the high-speed flying tennis ball. At the moment of contact, the wrist quickly turned, using the impact of the ball to hit it upwards, sending the ball high back to the opponent's half.
Call ~
However, even with such quick and agile, decisive defense, it was ineffective.
15-0!
The moment the scoreboard lit up, the whole audience was in an uproar.
It was only the first game between the two, and it ended with Kitagawa scoring.
However, Ralph Reinhardt did not seem surprised at this result.
He slowly stood up straight, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
It was a smile that was both unyielding and full of respect.
At this moment, his eyes were flashing with a strong fighting spirit.
A wonderful charm gradually emerged from him.
That kind of fighting spirit is not a blind impulse, but a calm and firm fighting spirit.
It's like a sword that has been covered in dust for a long time and finally found an opponent worthy of being unsheathed.
His shoulders were slightly relaxed, his breathing rhythm was steady and powerful, and his whole body exuded an aura that could not be ignored.
Here is the Swiss U-17 team.
"That guy is a little weird."
Kulalaga Tasta suddenly said something very seriously.
He sat in the first row, his hands crossed on his knees, his brow furrowed, his eyes never leaving Beichuan on the court.
He has a dark complexion, three-dimensional features, and eyes as sharp as an eagle. He exudes a calm and rational temperament.
This immediately stunned everyone around.
The players who were originally chatting casually put away their smiles and turned their attention back to the game.
They looked at the court with a little more seriousness, even with a hint of vigilance.
"indeed so."
"From a psychological perspective, a person who believes in winning will definitely experience some changes in their mentality after experiencing failure."
As Yanagi Renji spoke, he wrote something down in his notebook with a pen, as if he was analyzing an experiment.
"But the guy on the court hasn't changed at all."
"And that's not the scariest part."
"The scariest thing is that this guy seems to be becoming complete in some way."
Kulalaja Tasta suddenly interrupted with a twinkle in his eyes.
He was good at understanding his opponent's psychological changes, so he noticed this change at the first moment.
The words fell.
The others also showed strange expressions.
Some people frowned, some lowered their heads in thought, and some showed excitement.
After all, for competitors, real challenges are the most attractive.
Even many people began to look forward to it.
Unfortunately.
Kitagawa, as the person involved, actually knew from the beginning what changes had taken place in Ralph Reinhardt.
The asymmetry in information and intelligence meant that Ralph Reinhardt's abilities were not maximized.
The Free State U-17 team.
The atmosphere was definitely extremely solemn.
"Coach Echizen."
"It seems that the master level is just like this."
Chico Balentin walked up to Echizen Nanjiro and asked with a little confusion.
in his cognition.
The time gap between master level and professional level is like a chasm.
Logically speaking.
If a master-level player faces a professional-level player, even if the opponent is at the top professional level.
I'm afraid one goal can end the game quickly.
But now.
Although Beichuan's goal was quite amazing.
But it doesn't mean that it is a terrifying crushing defeat.