I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

on the field.

Kirihara took out a tennis ball and hit the opponent with the racket lightly: "You serve first."

Since the opponent is a first-year student and this is Lihai University's home court, there is no way he can bully the opponent.

"Thank you very much, senior."

Ishikawa, who gently picked up the racket and caught the tennis ball firmly, smiled impolitely.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Immediately.

He pretended to pat the tennis ball and looked up: "Senior Kirihara, be careful, I'm about to serve!"

call!

The words fell.

He just threw the tennis ball up.

"careful?"

Hearing this, Kirihara showed a look of disdain on his face: "Come here, I don't even pay attention to the first-year serve."

Bang!

next moment.

Just hear a crisp sound.

The tennis ball shot out like an arrow from the string. After crossing a beautiful quasi-parabola over the court, it accurately hit the inside of Kirihara's front right outside corner!

"Ok?"

Sensing the tricky and sharpness of this serve, Kirihara's face changed slightly as he was still casual.

"No wonder you talk like this. It turns out you are really capable."

Immediately.

With a flash of his eyes, he predicted the direction in which the tennis ball would be ejected from the angle of incidence, then decisively raised the racket to hit it out.

Whoosh!

but.

What Kirihara didn't expect was that the tennis ball, which he predicted would bounce to the right 100%, actually changed direction and flew straight towards his face.

"Out-out spin serve?!"

Kirihara was so shocked that he could only quickly turn his head to the side to prevent his face from being disfigured by the tennis ball.

"15-0."

Ishikawa announced the score and looked at Kirihara with a smile: "Senior, don't be distracted during the game. It would be bad if you get hit by the tennis ball!"

"You deserve to die!"

Kirihara, who heard the mockery in the other person's tone, blushed immediately: "Come on!"

this time.

He took a serious approach to catching the ball.

Bang!

And this time.

Ishikawa held the racket with his right hand and hit the tennis ball to Kirihara's left side.

"High-speed serve?"

Kirihara, who saw through the ball's path, raised his brows slightly.

He originally thought that the opponent would continue to play outspin serve to show off his skills, but he didn't expect that the opponent would change his tactics in the second ball.

"It seems that he guessed that I can see through the changes in the outspin serve."

Kirihara's lips curled up slightly, and he thought to himself, "You're not stupid. You knew how to change your tactics in advance. Unfortunately, I've seen through your idea!"

Swish!

Think of this.

Without saying a word, he raised his racket and moved to the left.

Whoosh!

But never thought about it.

As Kirihara took a step, the tennis ball bounced off the ground and unexpectedly changed its angle of rebound without following the rules, shooting towards the right.

"what?!"

Kirihara was instantly startled.

He never expected that the opponent's serve angle was from right to left (relative to himself), and the ball landed on the left side, so the direction in which the tennis ball bounced was actually to the right.

This completely went against his understanding of off-spin!

Bang!

Fortunately.

Sensing the danger, he instinctively put the racket in front of him to block the oncoming ball.

Snap.

His return ball only bounced a short distance because it lacked power.

"30-0."

Ishikawa announced the score again.

At the same time, he said helplessly: "Senior, didn't I just tell you not to be distracted during the game? Why didn't you listen? If you get hit by the tennis ball, I will feel really bad."

"The soul is weak!"

Kirihara was so angry that his teeth were itching.

But he kept losing points and had no qualifications to refute the other party.

and.

He also believed that from an outsider's perspective, there was nothing wrong with what the other party said.

But the more this happened, the more angry Kirihara, who had a hot temper, became, and he felt like he was about to explode!

Kirihara suppressed his inner restlessness, gritted his teeth and swallowed back those angry words, and uttered two words abruptly: "Come again."

"Ok."

Ishikawa nodded helplessly: "In that case, I will just play a normal serve."

"Don't"

Kirihara was about to stop him.

But just as he said that, the opponent had already served the ball. And, just as the opponent said, it was just an ordinary serve.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Kirihara couldn't help but curse in his heart.

There are only two variations of outspin serves. With his reaction speed, as long as he knows the opponent's playing style in advance, it is not difficult for him to return the serve.

but.

This guy just kept saying that he didn't want to embarrass himself, so he didn't play the outside spin again.

This made Kirihara, who wanted to hit an outspin serve head-on to clear his name, so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

Bang!

But no way.

The serve was already close, and Kirihara had no choice but to grit his teeth and hit the tennis ball over.

Bang!

Who knows.

Ishikawa on the opposite side suddenly made a move and hit the ball in a straight line at an incredibly fast speed.

"Humph!"

Kirihara snorted coldly, and immediately started to chase after the tennis ball. After he caught up with the tennis ball, a strong coldness flashed in his eyes: "With your speed, you still want to attack me. Since you want to play, then I will play with you."

Bang!

Thoughts turn.

Kirihara swung his racket hard and hit the tennis ball towards Ishikawa's far side.

"Diagonal drive?"

See this.

The faces of the Gunma Gemini stars, Cangtian and Miyamoto, changed.

Just now, Kirihara suffered two consecutive losses on outside spins, and they thought that the opponent's strength was just that.

but now.

After Kirihara was not disturbed by that special move, he burst out with his true strength again, which reminded them of the monstrous second-year student in the previous game.

"Hyotei's little brat."

Kirihara suppressed his anger and delivered a nearly perfect diagonal blow. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Feel the horror of angering Rikkai University's regular selection."

Bang!

however.