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Chapter 167 Mach Serve(1/3)

"homology!"

Lindahl and Persson's expressions suddenly became serious.

This is a realm they have never entered before.

It is also the realm they have been pursuing so hard.

It can be said that any doubles team that steps into the world class dreams of one day being able to step into the realm of synchronization.

After all, there is such a widely circulated saying in the world.

If you can't master synchrony, you can't conquer the world.

However, Lindahl and Persson did not lose their fighting spirit.

On the contrary, their fighting spirit became even more fierce.

If they can defeat a doubles team with synchronization enabled here, doesn't it mean that their strength is enough to ignore the blessing brought by synchronization.

This will undoubtedly greatly enhance their status within the team.

But they forgot one thing.

If homology could be defeated so easily, that sentence wouldn't be widely circulated.

Offensive and defensive changes, it's the Mutsu brothers' turn.

Whoa!

Mutsu Yuho directly threw the tennis ball in his hand, and then his golden hole locked the slowly rising tennis ball.

Peng!

Everyone's eyes only felt blurry, and a crisp sound of hitting the ball resounded in everyone's mind.

"What a quick move! What a quick serve!"

Linstrem's face was solemn. The performance of the Neon twins after they entered the synchronization state was completely different from before.

But what he didn't know was that the first game was just the Mutsu brothers testing the strength of Lindahl and Persson.

A ball of golden light exploded in front of Lindahl, and Lindahl took advantage of the situation and aimed at the black shadow in the golden light.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force was transmitted from the racket to Lindahl's wrist.

"So heavy!"

Lindahl didn't expect that the force of this ball was several times that of the previous one. Could this be the effect of synchronization?

After finally picking up the ball from his feet, a bright red figure was already in the air.

It's Yuuma Mutsu.

Mutsu Yuuma, who was wearing an army uniform, had golden flashes in his eyes. His indifferent eyes and golden eyes made Mutsu Yuuma, who was bathed in the sun at the moment, look like a god.

Peng!

Mutsu Yuuma's volley was as fast as lightning, and a beam of aurora instantly penetrated the defense lines of Lindahl and Persson.

"Game, Neon Team, 15:0."

...

Peng!

Peng!

"The score was scored by the Neon team in this game, and the score was 1:1."

...

Four goals passed in the blink of an eye, and the Mutsu brothers also successfully won their serve.

For the Swedish team members, the performance of the Mutsu brothers at this moment has obviously exceeded their imagination.

It's incredible that such a careless statement could take points away from Lindahl and Persson.

The faces of Lindahl and Persson became increasingly ugly.

They are the ones who bear the brunt and naturally feel it the most profoundly.

The strong pressure coming from the two Mutsu brothers made them somewhat breathless.

Peng!

Persson vented all the frustration in his heart into this ball, which made the speed of the ball almost reach the extreme that Persson could achieve in his life.

This may be the evolution brought to Persson under heavy pressure, but the extent of this evolution is somewhat small.

When Mutsu Yuuma's pale golden eyes were swept away, his indifferent eyes were intimidating.

Peng!

Mutsu Yuuma raised his arm and launched an extremely powerful half-volley, which directly brought out a streak of speeding light.

winter!

Score by receiving the serve.

"Game, Neon Team, 15:0."

...

Lindahl and Persson turned their heads stiffly, and the small yellow ball that was still jumping made their hearts sink to the bottom instantly.

What a quick half-volley!

"As expected of the same tune, the direction of the game was decided in an instant."

An Shijin smiled with some emotion.

"In the field of doubles, the Mutsu brothers are no worse than anyone else."

Kimijima Ikuto pushed up his glasses and said.

Although the numbers on the Mutsu brothers' badge seem to be ranked low, there is a reason for that.

If you only judge the strength based on the numbers on the badge, you will suffer a big loss.

What's more, the Mutsu brothers are mainly doubles players.

It's not easy to deal with the Swedish team.

Peng!

Peng!

"The score was scored by the Neon team in this round, with a score of 2:1."

...

Peng!

Peng!

"The score was scored by the Neon team in this game, and the score was 3:1."

...

Peng!

Peng!

"The score was scored by the Neon team in this round, with a score of 4:1."

...

Facing the Mutsu brothers' offensive, Lindahl and Persson struggled to defend, let alone defend and counterattack.

In doubles, when a player's physical fitness, skills, tacit understanding and coordination are all at a disadvantage, it is almost impossible to have a chance to win.

"This is really bad. If we continue like this, we will definitely lose!"

"General, isn't there any way to deal with Tongtiao?"

Wilkinson said anxiously.

"There is a way? Of course there is."

Linstrom sighed.

"What is the solution?"

the rest of the Swedish team asked.

"If Lindahl and Persson can enter a synchronic state under the heavy pressure of the other party, they will still have the strength to fight."

Lindstrom finally expressed his opinion.

This is the only way their Swedish team can win.

Only by using the same tune can one defeat the same tune. If they want to win, they can only rely on Lindahl and Persson themselves.

Lindahl and Persson, who have been involved in the doubles field for many years, also know this very well.
To be continued...
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