readytorunbook Chapter 906: So-called Data
Chapter 906: So-called Data
Chapter 906: So-called Data
he went on.
"If the opponent can find the position where the spin disappears, then whether it is a top shot or a bottom shot, it doesn't mean much."
Finally, he sighed softly.
It seemed as if he had thought deeply about this issue.
"It's better to give myself some ease by using the lower ball method."
"Of course, compound rotation can solve most people's sensitivity to rotation, so I use more upper balls now."
Hear this.
Kirihara's eyes suddenly lit up.
As if he understood something.
at this time.
Just hear a bang.
Alfonso Solon scored successfully.
The score became 40:15.
Kirihara's attention was immediately drawn to it.
He watched the situation on the field nervously.
The words have not yet fallen.
The tennis ball once again flew past Bismarck's eyes like a streak of light.
Bismarck's eyes widened.
Obviously surprised by the speed of the ball.
The game came to game point.
The atmosphere became extremely tense.
"Alfonso Solon is serious now. Is Bismarck still playing?"
The corners of Echizen Ryoma's mouth rose slightly.
He gave a slightly teasing smile.
Another bang.
Alfonso Solon scored again.
The score became 1:0.
Alfonso Solon ended the game with a lead.
The two sides exchange venues.
The referee quickly announced the result.
The game continues.
The moment when the two people passed each other.
Bismarck suddenly stopped.
His body shook slightly.
Under his black hat.
The eyes that were originally a little distracted now had a bit more sharpness.
"Next, it's time for the real game, Alfonso Solon."
Bismarck's voice was low and firm.
"Oh? Really? Then I'll wait and see."
"But I have collected a lot of your data."
Alfonso Zoro's pupils also flashed with a faint light.
He responded without any hint of weakness.
Done.
The two of them turned around.
Leaving each other's backs.
Walk towards your own venue.
"Hey, hey, hey, look at this guy, he's too arrogant!"
"You can't even return Alfonso Solon's serve, and you still have the audacity to talk about a real game!"
A Turkish player shouted with disdain.
"That's right, you take yourself too seriously!"
"Hit the serve back first before you brag!"
Another team member echoed.
The words were full of contempt for Bismarck.
Judging from the performance just now.
Michael Bismarck was completely unable to return Alfonso Solon's serve.
This made the Turkish players have great doubts about his strength.
They talked in English.
Most of the Turkish team can understand English.
So regarding Bismarck's speech.
Everyone showed a look of disdain.
But at this moment.
Ivan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"Who told you he couldn't fight back?"
His voice is not loud.
But it carries an unquestionable majesty.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ivan.
He just looked deeply at Bismarck.
Then he said slowly.
"Bismarck could have fought back a long time ago, he was just playing around!"
Ivan's words were like a thunderbolt.
Exploded in the ears of the Turkish players.
They looked at Ivan in amazement.
He was obviously incredulous at what he said.
"Don't underestimate any player on the German team, they are all very strong."
"Even I have been taught a lesson, and you still haven't woken up!"
Ivan continued.
There was a hint of helplessness and warning in his tone.
These words were like a bucket of cold water.
Poured on the heads of the Turkish players.
It made them wake up instantly.
Even though they are reluctant to admit it.
But in the last game.
Ivan was indeed beaten by Longma without any chance to fight back.
This is the truth.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Accompanied by crisp sounds.
Bismarck walked to the serving area with steady steps.
After he stood still.
Tap the tennis ball gently on the ground.
It seems to be having some kind of tacit communication with the venue.
With every contact of the racket with the ground.
Bismarck's aura was also gradually changing.
The already powerful aura now became even sharper.
It was as if his entire body had transformed into a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
The cold light is shining everywhere.
Alfonso Zoro's strength should not be underestimated.
But in Bismarck's eyes.
This was far from enough to make him take it seriously.
in contrast.
He was full of confidence.
This confidence is not blind.
Instead, it is based on absolute confidence in one's own strength.
Among today's young generation.
There were only a handful of people whom Bismarck could truly take seriously.
There are only three people: Tezuka, Ryoma and Yukimura.
Even Kirihara.
Although he now occasionally displays the so-called "angelic" state.
But in Bismarck's view.
This is nothing more than a bluff.
As long as he wants.
Kirihara couldn't score even a single point against him.
This is the difference in strength.
Even though everyone is at the top.
But Bismarck's ability to exert his strength is obviously far greater than Kirihara's.
however.
For Bismarck.
Kirihara's strength is far from enough.
Others are even more so.
He has his own pride.
This kind of pride is not arrogance.
It is a kind of confidence in one's own strength.
at this time.
Bismarck suddenly threw the tennis ball in his hand high up.
The tennis ball flies into the air like a light bird.
Followed by.
He quickly bent his knees and jumped.
The arm holding the racket also slowly presses down.
The whole movement is as natural and smooth as flowing water.
At the moment the tennis ball falls.
Bismarck's arms swung as fast as lightning.
It turned into a phantom of nothingness.
All I heard was a "swish" sound.
Tennis is like being given life.
Galloping away at an astonishing speed.
As fierce as a violent storm!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Accompanied by crisp collision sounds.
The tennis ball flew out as fast as lightning.
Then it slammed to the ground at an astonishing speed.
Finally, it flew out of the border like a meteor.
This series of actions was completed in an instant.
It leaves people with almost no time to react.
On the big screen, a striking number flashed - 250KM/H.
This speed is for most tennis players.
It is simply an insurmountable gap.
Even a top master like Alfonso Solon.
When facing such a high-speed ball, you will feel powerless.
however.
What’s even more amazing is...
The person who scored this goal was Michael Bismarck.
His swing is lightning fast.
So much so that people could hardly see his movements.
The visual impact brought by this high-speed swing.
Far more intense than a simple high-speed ball.
"You must be kidding, 250KM/H, he is worthy of being the top player in Germany!"
"Isn't there any weaker players in the current German team?"
"Although Echizen Ryoma just hit a speed of 280KM/H, there's no need to be so exaggerated about Bismarck, who can actually hit a speed of 250KM/H!"
The audience around was talking about it.
Showed great consternation at Bismarck's serve.
"250KM/H"
Alfonso Solon's voice was low and solemn.
It was as if he was shocked by the amazing speed of the ball in front of him.
His eyes widened.
Stare at the tennis ball that is speeding past like lightning.
I was secretly amazed.
"This is totally contrary to the ball speed in the data!"
"This has far exceeded the data previously recorded. This guy is so terrifying!"
Alfonso Solon's five fingers tightly gripped the racket.
A sharp light flashed in his azure eyes.
It was as if the inner fighting spirit was released in an instant.
“This is the real burst of wrist strength!”
He murmured quietly.
His tone was full of recognition and awe of his opponent's strength.
at this time.
Bismarck threw the tennis ball high into the air again.
Then swing the racket hard and hit the ball.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
There were three more crisp overlapping sounds.
Tennis is like a wild horse running wild.
Galloping away at an astonishing speed.
In an instant.
The tennis ball disappeared without a trace from Alfonso Soron's sight.
Alfonso Solon didn't even have time to react.
He could only watch the ball pass by him like lightning.
It went straight through and flew out of bounds.
The whole process is lightning fast.
Alfonso Solon was completely suppressed by Bismarck's serve speed.
He could only stand there stupidly.
A look of astonishment.
If it's just a simple 250KM/H serve.
Alfonso Zoro may not feel too much pressure yet.
however.
Bismarck's serve speed is really too fast.
It was so fast that he couldn't even see the swing.
The effect of this speed.
It is far more terrifying than hitting the ball at such a fast speed under normal circumstances.
Michael Bismarck scored successfully.
The score becomes 30:0!
For a while.
Alfonso Solon was completely helpless against Bismarck's serve.
He was in deep trouble.
Bang!
Michael Bismarck scores, score 40:0!
Bang!
Michael Bismarck scores, score 1:1!
The audience was stunned by the amazing score change.
I originally thought that Alfonso Zoro would win this game easily.
Unexpectedly, Michael Bismarck equalized the score in such a strong way.
Alfonso Solon stands on the court.
There was an expression of disbelief on his face.
He had never expected that Michael Bismarck's serve would be so sharp.
He hit four consecutive serves with explosive wrist power.
As fast as lightning.
He didn't have time to react at all.
"Alfonso Zoro... didn't react to the ball at all?"
The audience in the stands were talking a lot.
Disappointed with Alfonso Solon's performance.
"Is the next game going to turn into a serving battle?"
Corvette frowned.
Said worriedly.
If it was just a simple serve battle, it might be acceptable.
But he was more worried that Michael Bismarck would return Alfonso Solon's serve.
After all, Ivan just said that Bismarck was capable of fighting back.
Within the field of vision of most of the Turkish players.
Alfonso Solon's serve is as fast as the wind.
But I can still see clearly, but my eyes feel very sore.
"No!"
"Alfonso Solon was able to hit the ball back through the data, but in a short period of time, the body could not keep up with the reaction speed of the brain."
Johnny Gerard said solemnly.
His words made everyone feel a little relieved.
At least Alfonso Zoro still has the ability to fight back.
As long as he can adjust his condition as soon as possible, he may still have a chance to equalize the score.
Alfonso Solon's gifts and talents are simply beyond ordinary people.
They are so remarkable.
So much so that it is impossible to accurately measure it with any data.
however.
In terms of physical fitness.
He has always had obvious shortcomings.
at this point.
Johnny Gerard once mentioned it to Alfonso Solon.
Although Johnny Gerard moved quite fast.
But this pace cannot be sustained for long.
As for whether Alfonso Solon takes this to heart.
That's unknown.
Sudden.
A dull crash sounded - "Bang!"
Michael Bismarck was seen serving on Alfonso Solon's serve.
Successfully used the "wrist power burst? double".
Hit the ball back hard.
The ball whizzed past like lightning.
It landed accurately on the opponent's field.
Michael Bismarck scored successfully.
The score became 15:0.
Followed by.
There was another loud "bang!"
Michael Bismarck once again used his "Wrist Power Explosion - Double".
Returns the ball with incredible speed and power.
The ball flew through the net like a cannonball.
Landed on Alfonso Solon's field.
The score instantly became 2-1.
In Alfonso Solon's serve.
The four balls he sent out in a row were perfectly returned by Michael Bismarck with his "wrist burst".
and.
These returns were even faster than in the first game!
The audience around were stunned by the scene before them.
They held their breath.
I was so shocked that I couldn't utter a word.
Because Michael Bismarck fought back with his "wrist burst".
The speed is exactly the same as when serving!
this means.
Michael Bismarck's serve could actually be even faster.
And the power will be even heavier!
You can tell by the sound of the ball hitting the ground.
The power of this ball is absolutely extraordinary.
Ordinary people probably can't fight back at all.
Alfonso Solon was facing such a powerful ball.
Except for a slight tremor of the shoulders.
There was absolutely no chance to fight back.
that's it.
Michael Bismarck successfully scored this point.
Temporarily ahead.
After the two sides exchanged venues.
It was Michael Bismarck's turn to serve.
Only three crisp sounds were heard: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He sent the ball out quickly.
The ball is as fast as lightning.
It's dazzling.
"I said that at the end of the first inning."
"The real game is coming up next. It seems like you didn't take my words to heart at all."
Michael Bismarck looked at Alfonso Solon.
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Then you will pay the price for your contempt!"
He slammed his tennis racket to the ground.
Getting ready to serve the next ball.
But at this moment.
He was surprised to find that Alfonso Zoro actually closed his eyes slightly.
Completely ignoring his upcoming serve.
"What does it mean?"
"Does he think I'm not worth his eyes at all?"
Michael Bismarck felt a surge of anger at being despised.
But at the same time, I was also very curious about Alfonso Solon's actions.