Tennis: Bind Longma at the beginning, double the return

Chapter 550: The free points were also lost, and the Australian team was blown

"drink!"

Fitzgerald shouted.

Hit the ball to a spot, at a low angle, with a lot of spin.

"Ok?"

Frankensteiner frowned.

This was another point that made him very uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable than the counterattack just now.

When he ran over to fight back, he had to adjust his way of fighting back, which resulted in the quality of the fight back being very poor, even terrible.

But Frankensteiner is best at playing defense.

So the next few balls came one after another.

Although the quality of the return was very poor, at least the ball could be caught, and it had to be returned even if it was being manipulated.

Such a defensive attitude also had a psychological impact on Fitzgerald.

Bang~bang~bang~

"The score is 15:0!"

"Fitzgerald scores!"

The game lasted for a full three minutes before the result was decided.

It was only after Fitzgerald kept hitting back and found an opportunity to hit a wide-angle through ball that he was able to score.

Although this score consumed a lot of Frankensteiner's physical strength, he did not think there was any problem as he was famous for his physical strength.

Instead, it had a great impact on Fitzgerald's mentality.

It took a full six rounds to see through the flaw, but Frankensteiner blocked it for a full three minutes. Not everyone can accept the frustration of this.

"This guy deserves to die."

Fitzgerald clenched his teeth.

Although I knew before the game that Frankensteiner was a monster who was obsessed with defense, I also made a lot of mental preparations.

But when I really got to the competition field, the feeling of being invincible had a great impact on me.

Bang~bang~bang~

Another long stalemate.

Under Frankensteiner's iron wall defense, Fitzgerald's confrontation rounds for each ball lasted for five minutes, and the final score was scored with a large angle deviation.

"30:0!"

"Fitzgerald scores!"

It stands to reason.

When their own players scored, the Australian players should have cheered and the audience should have applauded, but in fact the stadium seemed very quiet, even dead silent.

because.

They could all see that Frankensteiner was close to barely getting back every shot, but he blocked so many of Fitzgerald's attacks.

It really proves the saying that you can't kill the enemy by hitting him, and you can't break through the enemy by attacking him. It is a complete waste of yourself.

"Come on, Fitzgerald!"

Noah suddenly shouted.

The Australian players came back to their senses and shouted towards the field: "Come on Fitzgerald, we need to win the game, you are our hope, come on!"

In an instant, cheers filled the stadium.

But Fitzgerald, the person involved, was unable to show any emotion. He kept gasping for breath and his chest heaving violently.

Normally, Fitzgerald should have had a change of mindset after hearing the encouragement, but his poor physical strength left him no time to pay attention to these voices.

On the field, the game continues.

As time went on, Fitzgerald observed more and more flaws, but had fewer and fewer things he could use.

Because Frankensteiner is constantly improving defensive loopholes, making his defense more and more solid.

But as the number of flaws increases, the inevitable loss of points also increases.

boom-!

Fitzgerald scores, the score is 4:3!

.....

boom-!

Frankensteiner scores, the score is 4:5!

.....

boom-!

Frankensteiner scores, the score is 5:5!

.....

boom-!

Frankensteiner scores, the score is 6:6!

.....

Tie-break!

At this point the game has already reached an hour and a half.

Both men's physical strength was rapidly depleted, but Frankensteiner seemed to be in better condition. After all, he was a pervert who frequently participated in triathlons.

"These two guys fought with so much perseverance."

"I was exhausted just watching the two of them play, but they were able to keep going."

"It's terrible, but they're not in very good condition either. Look, they're both changing clothes!"

The audience on the sidelines were talking about it.

Although the game lasted a long time, everyone enjoyed it very much.

Schneider joked: "It seems that this game has completely earned the audience back their ticket prices."

"It won't be delayed much longer."

Lin Nan supported his chin.

Under his observation, Frankensteiner's relevant defensive values ​​have undergone new changes, coupled with the blessing of runes and BUFFs.

Fitzgerald was doomed.

"What a pity. I wanted to give Australia one point."

Kiritani continued to eat his snacks.

.....

On the playing field.

Frankensteiner kept panting.

But unlike Fitzgerald, his breathing has a frequency, which is specially adjusted.

Generally suitable for marathons to buffer one's physical strength.

Frankensteiner closed his eyes slightly and began to recall the experience of this game, simulating in his mind how to make up for his own defensive loopholes.

After a while, the tie-break began.

Frankensteiner returned to the court, and his breathing rate had dropped to a very low level.

"Defense compensation is complete!"

boom-!

The sound of hitting the ball rang out on the court, and Fitzgerald hit the serve.

The tie-break was restarted.

But after Frankensteiner's defensive ability evolved, Fitzgerald, who was already physically exhausted, seemed even more overwhelmed.

The counterattack also became weak and powerless.

The score also started to jump rapidly at this time.

boom-!

Frankensteiner scores, the score is 2:0!

.....

boom-!

Fitzgerald scored, the score was tied 4:4!

.....

boom-!

Frankensteiner scores, the score is 9:8!

.....

boom-!

Frankensteiner scores, the score is 10:8!

Although Fitzgerald fought back with all his might, he was ultimately unable to reverse his defeat.

We were at a disadvantage since the start of the tie-break.

Now they have completely lost the chance of winning.

Bang bang bang bang~

There was applause in the stadium, but the Australian team fell silent.

Lost!

They lost the only easy-to-score question.

A trace of shame flooded everyone's cheeks.

Although Australian audiences did not blame much, they could not forgive themselves.

Frankensteiner held his racket high, enjoying his victory.

Sefried on the sidelines said with some resentment: "Damn it, I want to win a singles match too."

"Oh?"

Lin Nan turned around and said jokingly, "Then you will play singles against three players in the next Greek team match. If you lose again, you will have to complete 30 more training sessions within a month."

"what!"

Seyfried was stunned.

After coming to his senses, he said anxiously: "Captain...Captain, I didn't mean that, I didn't mean that!"

Lin Nan stood up with a smile, pulled the racket out of the bag, and said, "Are you sure about this? Good luck in the next game, Seyfried~"

"No!"

A scream suddenly rang out.

Frankensteiner, who had just finished the handshake and turned back to the arena, was startled.

Looking up, I saw Seyfried grabbing his head in pain, his eyes full of despair.

Frankensteiner: “???????”

what's the situation?