King of Nets

Lin Wang gently turned the racket in his hand.

"Inside or outside."

"in."

Nakamura stared at the rotating racket, and then made a choice. He was very aware of the importance of the right to serve. Generally speaking, the side who guessed the right to the ball would have a greater advantage.

The racket spun a few times on the ground before falling to the ground.

With the letter W facing down, Nakamura guessed right.

Seeing that he had guessed the ball right, Nakamura was overjoyed and smiled proudly at King Lin: "It seems that even God is helping me, boy, you are sure to lose."

"You just guessed the right to serve, and you shouted that you were going to win. It's no wonder you didn't become an official player. It's not without reason."

Nakamura's eyes turned cold and he said angrily, "What did you say?"

King Lin's words touched his pain.

But Lin Wang didn't even pay attention to Nakamura at all. After guessing that the ball was over, he walked towards the bottom line.

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But Lin Wang didn't even pay attention to Nakamura at all. After guessing that the ball was over, he walked towards the bottom line.

Arrogance, this is the only feeling that King Lin gave Nakamura at this moment.

"Boy, I'll beat you to your knees and beg for mercy later."

He gave Lin Wang a gloomy look, and then Nakamura returned to the bottom line.

"Boy, let you see my high-speed serve."

brush.

The tennis ball was thrown high by Nakamura, and he swung the racket towards the tennis ball violently.

boom.

The tennis ball was hit hard by Nakamura and shot towards Lin Wang quickly.

"So fast."

"The speed of this ball is estimated to have reached 170km/h."

"It is estimated that only the official players can take Nakamura's serve."

On the sidelines, there were constant discussions. Although they didn't know the details of King Lin, it was a bit difficult to hit back at a 170km/h serve.

"Boy, this is my serve, you see, you can never play this kind of ball in your life."

For his serve, Nakamura is very confident, he doesn't think the opponent can hit it back.

"This level of serve is also worth showing off. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are a frog in the bottom of the well."

The 170km/h ball may be fast for others, but in Lin Wang's eyes, it is no different from a snail.

Lin Wang just casually swung the racket, and then he caught Nakamura's serve, and then his arm slightly exerted force and pressed it out towards the front.

This shot seems very casual, but the power it contains is very amazing.

boom.

Everyone around them only felt a flash in their eyes, and the next moment, tennis appeared behind Nakamura.

15-0.

"what?"

Nakamura's heart trembled violently.

The opponent actually hit his serve back, how is this possible.

The most terrifying thing is that the opponent's shot just now was so fast that he didn't have time to react.

"Oh my God, actually hit Nakamura's serve."

"And the return is surprisingly fast, faster than Nakamura's serve."

"Is that kid really a freshman? It's hard for a regular player to do that goal just now, right?"

Exclamations continued to sound all around, and everyone's eyes turned to King Lin in the field.

To be able to hit such a high level of ball, that guy is amazing.

Qianshi and Dongfang Yami were also taken aback at the moment. In the ball from King Lin just now, even as the official players, they only captured a trace of afterimage.

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"Dongfang, if it was you that shot just now, would you be able to catch it?"

Qianshi asked Dongfang Yami.

"It's hard."

Dongfang Yami shook his head. Although it was a bit embarrassing to say this, it was the truth.