freenovelworld Chapter 695 Henry and Peter's mysterious methods, outrageous but reasonable
Chapter 695 Henry and Peter's mysterious methods, outrageous but reasonable
As for Loki Melody standing aside, after seeing his vice-captain suffer three consecutive defeats, he now looked like he wanted to kill his opponent.
He stood there, his hand gripping the racket tightened unconsciously, his knuckles turning white, and a hint of anxiety and uneasiness flashed in his eyes.
Rocky Melody's emotions were extremely complicated at the moment.
On the one hand, he was shocked by Alan's consecutive defeats; on the other hand, he was afraid that his next performance would be the last straw that broke Alan's back.
He kept telling himself: "Don't panic, stay calm, you are not fighting alone." But the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't control the cold sweat on his palms, and his heartbeat became more and more rapid.
He knew that he had to hit a beautiful return shot to relieve Alan's pressure. Otherwise, if the situation got out of control, the consequences would be disastrous.
However, this kind of unfortunate thing did not happen to Rocky Melody. Instead, Alan Hopkins's face became darker and uglier.
The next moment, the last serve of the Swiss U-17 team's doubles match shot successfully from the racket in Peter Lambiel's hand.
Almost without hesitation, Alan Hopkins rushed forward again.
Of course, he is also the vice-captain of the Free State U-17 team.
I still understand the principle that every failure makes you wiser.
Not to mention that he had the guidance of the samurai Echizen Nanjiro before, so he was extremely cautious this time.
However, even in this situation, the result has not changed much.
boom!
Following the crisp sound of the tennis ball colliding with the racket, the tennis ball did indeed bounce out, but this time it still did not cross the net and still hit the net.
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the small white dots jumping on the net seemed to be mocking him.
"Gulu..."
Rocky Melody swallowed, his throat was dry, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He stole a glance at Alan Hopkins beside him, and an involuntary thought came to his mind: "It's over... It's really over this time."
"call......."
"call......"
"call......"
"I am fine."
After taking three deep breaths, Alan Hopkins replied in a deep voice.
His voice was low and suppressed, as if squeezed out from deep in his chest.
His eyes were fixed on Pete Lambiel opposite him, his gaze as sharp as a knife.
The original contempt was completely put away at this moment, replaced by unprecedented solemnity and vigilance.
Alan Hopkins realized that he had made a fatal mistake - underestimating his opponent.
He originally thought that Pete was just an ordinary doubles player with mediocre skills and a fragile mentality, but reality slapped him in the face.
In the first goal, he successfully found the opponent's weakness and exploited it.
But in the subsequent few goals, those weaknesses miraculously disappeared, as if someone was controlling everything behind the scenes.
He suddenly thought of the ability of the captain, Ralf Reinhardt - to correct his own weaknesses.
"Could it be that Pete Lambiel also possesses similar abilities?"
As soon as this idea came to mind, he rejected it himself.
If he really had this ability, how could Pete Lambiel be just a doubles player?
He should be the main force in singles!
So the question is - what caused his previous judgment to fail?
Who is leading all this?
He began to wonder if the Swiss U-17 team had been prepared for this, or even deliberately shown weakness, to lure him into a trap?
He clenched his teeth, alarm bells ringing in his heart.
He must adjust his strategy immediately, otherwise a greater failure will be waiting for him.
At this moment, Peter Lambiel and Henry Nobel III on the opposite side grinned in tacit understanding, with a hint of cunning and calmness in their smiles.
But this scene passed by in a flash, and soon returned to seriousness.
"Senior Pete, are they plotting something?"
Henry Nobel III asked in a low voice, a hint of caution and suspicion in his voice.
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the Liberty Country U-17 team members across from him, frowning slightly, "I almost suspect they are giving us a hard time.
"Is that guy going to suddenly attack and knock us all off the field?"
"Indeed, we should be more careful."
Peter Lambiel nodded seriously, "Perhaps these little good fortunes of ours are all part of their planned conspiracy."
"They are indeed very strong, but they are so strong, why would they resort to such cunning schemes like us two rookies?"
Although the conversation between the two was light, it was like invisible thorns that pierced Alan Hopkins' heart, making him more confused and anxious.
At this moment, the Free State U-17 team is also experiencing a subtle emotional fluctuation.
Because of the defeat in the first doubles match, the morale of the entire team has obviously dropped a lot.
But as the second doubles match started, the team seemed to be energized and the cheers were quite loud.
Even three consecutive turnovers did not stop them from continuing.
Because in their view, this was just a way for tennis doctor Alan Hopkins to tease his opponents.
However, for the captain of the Free State U-17 team, Ralf Reinhardt, and Ryoma Echizen and others, all this seemed quite strange, and even made them frown.
You know, this is a world-class event.
In a game of this level, how is it possible that players make mistakes one after another?
How could they not understand what kind of man Alan Hopkins was?
The most crucial point is that no one on the Swiss U-17 team showed the slightest sign of panic.
When these factors were combined, their doubts became even more serious.
However, in their sight, Peter Lambiel and Henry Noble III on the court were indeed fighting back in panic.
Their movements were a little hurried and their steps were a little messy, as if they would collapse at any time.
However, it is precisely this seemingly embarrassing performance that always allows them to stabilize their position at the last moment and launch an unexpected counterattack.
"I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't tell what it is."
next moment.
Toyama Kintaro tilted his head and spoke to Echizen Ryoma.
"Do you feel the same way?"
Echizen Ryoma frowned and asked in a deep voice.
"Yes."
"It seems weird and outrageous, but it makes perfect sense on this court."
"But no matter how I look at it, I can't see any problem at all."
"But my takoyaki receiver tells me there's definitely something fishy going on."
Toyama Kintaro nodded and replied seriously.