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All right!

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"Goran Ivanisevic's ace serve!"

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"Game, 1-0 Miyashita Rin wins this game..."

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Without any surprise, Ruo Renhong changed a few more people, but they all failed without exception.

Not only that, Miyashita's serving speed is also very fast, and his reaction speed still cannot catch up.

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2-0.

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3-0!

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5-0!

The racket in Ruo Renhong's hand dropped weakly, and he looked at Gongxia with a blank expression, feeling empty in his heart.

What a failure.

This is sheer despair.

Whether he is receiving or serving, there is a huge gap between him and Miyashita.

No matter how hard he tried, he failed to score a single point.

Chapter 187 Divine City, phantom style of play!

"It's already the end of the game..."

"I knew this would be the result a long time ago. Except for Ruo Ren, even we would have a hard time holding on for a few rounds against Miyashita!"

"I wonder if Ruoren can still hold on..."

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"The game continues, Miyashita Rin serves..."

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clap clap.

Miyashita patted the tennis ball, then looked at the nervous Ruo Renhong opposite and smiled.

"Don't be too nervous, my fast senior."

Ruoren: "..."

Bang!

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The tennis ball flew into the sky in a straight line, and then was caught by Miyashita instantly after falling!

Finally, a golden light escaped directly from Ruoren's feet.

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"15-0..."

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Bang!

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Bang!

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Bang...!

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"Game, the game is over, Miyashita Rin wins! The score is 6-0..."

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"It's over...less than ten minutes, and this game didn't even last ten minutes..."

Kisarazu Ryo said silently.

"This is world-class. Sooner or later... I will definitely be able to do it!"

Kirihara clenched his fists and looked at Miyashita with confidence in his eyes.

"Yes, me too!"

Horio stood aside and looked in agreement.

Kirihara: "..."

"You?" Kirihara looked at Horio speechlessly, "Kid, it's time for you to pick up the ball!"

"what……"

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""Senior, imitating professional players is not the ultimate goal. Maybe you can find your own understanding from their tennis. After all... the end of imitating is just becoming their shadow. "

On the court, Miyashita shook hands with Ruo Ren and smiled.

"Thank you, but don't be complacent. Sooner or later..."

"I know, I've heard this kind of thing too many times, so just try your best!"

Ruoren: "..."

Miyashita smiled, watched Ruoren walk off the court, and then glanced outside the court.

"Next, Senior Kamishiro, please give me your advice!"

"I?"

Kamishiro Reiji was about to leave when he was slightly startled when he heard this.

However, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the second floor, especially the familiar figure on the second floor, and finally nodded slowly.

"can!"

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"It started again, this time it was Shen Cheng. I didn't expect Shen Cheng to agree."

"As a tennis player, there is no reason to avoid fighting."

"I don't know if Kamishiro can score against Miyashita this time..."

"..."

Outside the stadium, Xiangri, Qianshi and others saw that there was still a game, and then they started to look forward to it.

The other Fuji and others who wanted to leave also stopped and watched again.

They no longer expect Kamishiro to defeat Miyashita. As long as they can get a game under their control, they will feel good.

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"Pro or con?"

"just."

Uh-huh...!

The racket landed, and then Miyashita and Kamishiro walked towards both sides of the court.

Then the referee's voice rang out from the stadium.

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"The game begins. In the first game, Reiji Kamijo serves."

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clap clap...

On the court, Kamishiro stared sharply at Rin Miyashita on the opposite side.

Because Huacun had previously valued Miyashita, and even recruited her in public, he had always been quite jealous.

Although Miyashita was very powerful, he was still not convinced. This time, if Miyashita wanted to challenge him, he would certainly not shy away from fighting.

Of course, the most important thing is that Huacun is watching them from the second floor.

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Swish.

The tennis ball was thrown out, and then Kamijou jumped up with a step, pulled the racket and slammed the tennis ball down!

pat.

The tennis ball flew through the air quickly, and then a racket wrapped it tightly in it.

"The strength is pretty good..."

Whoosh.

Miyashita's arm flicked lightly and without much exertion, the tennis ball quickly flew towards the court of Kamishiro.

Bang!