Chapter 547: What kind of organ can you pretend to be with your strength?
Chapter 547: What kind of organ can you pretend to be with your strength?
"Damn it."
"I just used the wrong racket."
Hewitt struggled to get up, and despite the pain in his body, he remained tough.
Anger clouded reason.
Logically speaking, Hewitt is not a person with this kind of personality, but because of what he said before the game and Bismarck's strong slap in the face, he lost his mind for a while.
Noah on the sidelines frowned when he saw this, but did not say anything to stop it.
In his opinion.
It's a good thing that Hewitt and others suffered some setbacks.
At least it is not the World Cup period yet. After a setback in a friendly match, we can go back and make some adjustments, and even improve as a result.
"When you are cremated in the next hundred years, only your mouth will remain intact."
Bismarck was dismissive.
This so-called tough talk seemed so ridiculous to him.
Hewitt said no more.
After all, he was the one who lost the points, and saying more would be a humiliation to himself.
He endured the pain in his chest, changed his racket, and returned to the court.
At this time, applause broke out from the stands.
I don't know whether it was to encourage Hewitt or to express recognition of the visual impact of the ball just now.
boom-!
Hewitt hit a slow ball.
It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the injury he had just suffered.
Bismarck didn't care about anything and rushed to the landing point, jumped on one foot, and led with the racket in both hands.
In an instant, he mobilized all his strength.
By using the vertical jumping technique with the center of gravity, the ball is controlled in the center of the sweet spot, and extreme power bursts out in an instant.
Boom!
A terrible roar exploded across the court. The tennis ball was hit with extreme force, and the entire shape of the ball changed irregularly.
The exaggerated performance frightened Hewitt. He was stunned and stood there motionless until the ball bounced back beside him.
Boom!
There was a loud roar from behind, and the wall raised a lot of dust and hit his back.
"30:0!"
"Bismarck scores!"
Fortunately, the counterattack was not directed at anyone, otherwise Hewitt would have been injured.
.....
"Too powerful. A single strike can cause a stir in the professional arena."
In the Australian combat zone, Millman and others swallowed their saliva and looked at Bismarck with fear in their eyes.
They didn't expect that such terrifying power was hidden under that thin body. If the ball hit them directly, they would probably die.
Come to think of it, the German team is really full of talent.
In the three games he has played so far, Seyfried, who has the worst performance, has shown impressive strength.
The abilities demonstrated by Bismarck far exceeded the imagination of the Australians, or in other words, exceeded the cognition of the new generation.
"Bismarck? Why, why can Germany gather so many geniuses?"
McGregor took a deep breath and was also glad that the person he had just competed with was not the opponent.
Compared to Bismarck.
Wugu and Seyfried are considered gentle.
.....
On the playing field.
Hewitt, who was not hurt again, fell to the ground in fear. Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead and his eyes revealed deep fear.
"How could it be... How could it be so strong?"
Hewitt felt icy cold all over, but sweat continued to break out.
From small to large.
Even though he was not the brightest star, he had never suffered many setbacks, let alone encountering such a terrifying existence.
the first time.
For the first time, he felt the horror of the German U17 team.
"Hey, hey, hey, serve, I'm going to hit the third ball~"
"How about this, if you just hit me back once in this match, I will forfeit the game!"
The teasing sounded in Hewitt's ears, waking him up.
He raised his head and looked at Bismarck's cynical look. His original fear was once again dispelled by anger: "You are underestimating me!"
In a rage, he completely lost his mind and hit the ball directly towards Bismarck!
Chasing ball!
"It's boring~"
Bismarck quipped.
shuh~
The racket was swung, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the racket slammed into the tennis ball.
The loud noise immediately made Hewitt's anger disappear.
What are you doing?
Hitting a chase-down ball to a guy with terrifying power?
run!
This thought popped into my mind almost instantly.
But Hewitt, who was about to retreat, suddenly saw Bismarck's disdainful expression: "Damn it, who wants to run away!"
Grit your teeth.
I held the racket tightly with both hands and made a decision in my heart that I would hit the ball back no matter what!
Instead of retreating, he moved forward and ran towards the flying tennis ball.
"Hey, hey, hey, what does this Hewitt want to do? Is he looking for death?!"
Millman and McGregor's faces changed on the sidelines.
Although the relationship within the team is not good, this is an external competition after all, and naturally they don't want to see anything happen to their teammates.
But it was too late.
Hewitt was already charging towards the tennis ball.
Boom!
The racket was moved, and the ball was even intercepted before it hit the ground, which was undoubtedly a suicidal move in the eyes of many people.
This time Hewitt changed to a very heavy racket with a lot of tension on the racket face, but that doesn't mean Hewitt's own strength can withstand it.
Even though it's a two-handed swing.
Hewitt was still directly carried away by the force of the ball.
There was a terrible 'crack' sound.
Hewitt's arms were broken and his body was thrown back by the impact of the ball.
"what!"
There was an exclamation from the stands.
Many female viewers covered their eyes, daring not to watch this horrifying scene.
"Uh ah ah ah ah!"
Screams instantly resounded throughout the arena. Hewitt's hands dropped naturally, and he fell to the ground and rolled around, his eyes full of bloodshot.
"Hewitt!"
The faces of the Australian team members changed drastically.
The arm naturally hangs down in the opposite direction. This kind of injury may affect the ability to play basketball in the future.
However, Hewitt's whole body was twitching in pain, and he kept screaming. Finally, he suddenly fainted.
That ball just now actually crippled him!
"The game is suspended, the medical team is coming in immediately!"
The referee quickly stopped the game.
After ten minutes of testing, the medical team gave the result that the player could not continue the game.
The referee also made an announcement.
Bismarck walked off the field, wiped his nose awkwardly, and said, "It seems that I played a little too much. I didn't expect this kid to be so fearless."
Lin Nan said helplessly: "You did it on purpose, he wanted to run away, but you still provoked him with words."
"Hehe~"
Bismarck smiled and wiped his nose, not at all embarrassed by having his thoughts seen through.
Lin Nan said: "Frankensteiner, it will be your game later. I hope you can use your defense to the fullest."
"Yes, Captain."
the other side.
The Australian team breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was just a routine fracture and that they would be able to recover.
Noah turned to look at John Fitzgerald and said, "Based on the number of junior high school students they have on the field, it should be Frankensteiner who will play next. You have a high chance of defeating him."
"Get a point for our team."
Hearing this, John Fitzgerald nodded and said, "Leave it to me with confidence. I will win this game and will definitely not let the team win with a scoreless draw."
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