King of Nets

"incredible."

Everyone turned their attention to the tall figure in the field, and the weight of Reiji of the city invisibly increased in their hearts.

Not to mention how strong the opponent is, being able to do this is worthy of their attention.

……

"Game! King Lin, 1-0, the two sides exchanged venues."

"Shencheng's phantom style of play has no influence on King Lin."

Kajimoto Takahisa's face was full of shock, and the faces of other Zhengcheng Shonan candidates were shrouded in disbelief.

The phantom style of play was only learned by Shencheng through the coach's combined training. Coach Huacun once said that even a professional player would suffer from this style of play for the first time.

But now, they can't see the shadow of the loss from King Lin. He hit back almost every ball that Shencheng made using the phantom style of play.

And the 443 that each ball hits back is quite clean, so relaxed.

"This guy."

Shencheng's long and narrow eyes stared at the figure who got Junyi on the opposite side.

To be honest, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that someone would not be affected by his phantom style of play.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but even so, I won't lose the game like this."

Shencheng said in a strong tone, and immediately he crossed his hands in front of him, and the strange posture made the players from other schools around him couldn't help but be curious.

"Hey, what kind of weird serve position is that?"

"It's the first time I've ever seen someone serve this way."

"Is it a surprise?

On the sidelines, Huacun Aoi looked at Shencheng's movements, and there was a hint of consternation on her charming face.

"It's deep motivation."

"God City can't."

"I'm sorry, coach, our Chengcheng Shonan has already lost two games, we can't lose anymore, even if you forbid me to use this move, but in order to be able to lead Chengcheng Shonan into the whole country, I must fight. "

Saying that, he turned his attention to King Lin.

"Take it, King Lin, let's show you the deep motivation."

As soon as the voice fell, Shencheng threw the tennis ball into the air with a swipe, and slammed the tennis ball with his arms tightly grasping the racket.

call out.

The tennis ball exuded a deep light, tearing the air and shooting towards King Lin with extreme speed. The speed and strength of this ball were far from comparable before.

"Hey! What kind of ball is that? It's still glowing."

"Sure enough, it's a strange move, the city has become a divine city in southern Hunan."

The surrounding audience exclaimed at this moment, and their intuition told them that the power of Shencheng's ball would be quite strong.

"What an amazing serve."

Chitose's eyes narrowed, and even he felt a hint of threat from this ball.

Moreover, he just saw Chengcheng Xiangnan's coach's reaction to seeing such a big reaction, and he even more determined that this move of Shencheng Lingzhi would be very difficult.

"Is this deep motivation? It's really interesting! But it's a deep motivation, it's better to hit the ball into the opponent's body to hit the opponent hard."

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"Is this deep motivation? It's really interesting! But it's a deep motivation, it's better to hit the ball into the opponent's body to hit the opponent hard."

"If you want to use this trick to deal with me, Shencheng, you really think too much."

boom.

The tennis ball landed in front of Lin Wang, and then accelerated towards Lin Wang's face in an instant.

This kind of ball is similar to the outside spin serve, but it is much more powerful than the outside spin serve.

Lin Wang lowered his body at the moment when the tennis ball bounced, causing the ball to fly to the top of his head.

On the opposite side, when Lingzhi Shencheng saw that King Lin had avoided the ball, a look of surprise appeared on his originally confident face.

"This guy has an amazing response."

He had never seen a person react so quickly.

"By the way, Shencheng, your phantom-style play just now seems to be very interesting!"

Lin Dynasty grinned at Shencheng, the racket in his hand hit the ball like lightning, and then slammed into Shencheng.

Lin Wang's ball speed is not fast, only 190Km/h, which is weaker than the previous serve, but Shencheng's face changed suddenly after receiving this ball.

Tennis is so heavy, it's totally not proportional to the speed of the ball.

"What's going on? Why is the ball so fast and powerful."

As if thinking of it, Shencheng's pupils shrank suddenly.