Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 341 The sign, it has begun

beep—

"Game Qingxue, 15-0."

"Wow--"

"He actually called back!"

"It's unbelievable. I was suppressed in the previous two rounds. Why did I go back in this round?"

"Unexpectedly, it was really called back? How did she crack it?"

"Well, that's how it is." The pen in Gan's hand paused, and then continued writing in the notebook.

"Nani Nani? Gan (senior Gan), why is this so?" Kikumaru and Shoko approached Gan in unison, and asked suspiciously: "I just saw Liu Yu turn around after catching the ball. Hit the racket, why is that?"

"." After drying, he leaned his upper body back and looked at these two people, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down the back of his head. The similarity between these two guys was as high as 96.45%, which was really unbelievable.

After clearing his mind, he stood up and said unhurriedly, "You saw it when Yagyu caught the ball. He was 100% overweight, and the possibility of hitting back was 0%.
But when the air flow completely disappears on Yagyu's arm, it becomes 100% lighter, but just for a moment, the tennis ball will fall to the ground, and it takes 0.02 seconds, one frame.

Therefore, it is necessary to fight back, and only in this extremely short time. The moment Yagyu rotates the handle, he scoops the tennis ball that is about to hit the ground into the racket in an instant, takes 0.015 seconds, and then hits back.

This is the only way without knowing how the air flow is formed and how it disappears. "

"Huh? It's so troublesome." Xiangzi smacked the lollipop, looked at Liu Sheng who scored two points on the court, and curled his lips, "Do I still need to calculate? I'm not good at math. Isn't it game over?"

Oh no, girl, you've misplaced the emphasis, you play tennis instead of math, so your tennis has nothing to do with Math.

Gan really wanted to say this sentence, but after considering his own identity, he felt that it was not suitable, so he did not speak.It is better to leave it to Edogawa or Fujiwara to teach women's tennis, and he can just collect data.

Snapped--

bang——

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"Game Qingxue, 1-2, change, ground. Fudofeng serves."

"Nice!" Rina Aihara clenched her fists and looked at Yagyu in the court with bright eyes.

"Hey, Yagyu Yagyu, come on, win this game!!!"

bang——

beep—

"Game Qingxue, 2-2, Qingxue serves."

bang——

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"Game Qingxue, 3-2, Fudo Peak serves."

Fujiwara and the two stood in the stands, their pupils reflected the two girls running on the field. I don't know if it was because of the hot weather or too much running, fine beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of both of them. , The clothes on the body also appeared in a gradually darker color.

"Ho~"

"Ho~"

On the court, the two girls were breathing deeply. Under the sunshine, the sweat beads hanging on the tips of their hair were reflecting as much light as possible, and then fell onto the plastic court with a clatter, splashing everywhere, forming a A small dark flower.

Liu Sheng took a deep breath, closed her eyes and then opened them again. Suddenly, her face changed suddenly. She found that the things and people in front of her were in a hazy and distorted state, blurred and messy.

She squeezed her eyelids hard, trying to see clearly, but she found that nothing had changed at all.Suddenly, my heart sank.

How could this be?
Looking at Liu Yu's eyes that were gradually becoming slack, Fujiwara's eyelids slightly closed, then opened, and said in a cold voice: "Sakuraichi, the omen has begun."

Sakura closed her eyelids lightly, her voice was indifferent and calm: "Er."

(End of this chapter)