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

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Whoosh!

But what everyone didn't expect was.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground and did not fly towards Ochi, but instead quickly made a huge arc to the right.

"How, how is it possible?!"

Several people instinctively widened their eyes.

No one expected that Ishikawa's outspin serve could have such amazing changes.

"nice shot!"

Ochi nodded appreciatively.

The change in this serve was indeed beyond his expectations. The arc change was so great that it could have created a surprise attack effect in a top-level match.

"but."

tread!

Thoughts turned.

Ochi took a step forward.

With his terrifying height and arm length, he was able to swing his racket and catch up with the tennis ball after it bounced some distance away.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Ishikawa's outspin serve was still hit.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball flew back upside down.

It flew to Ishikawa's side at an astonishing speed and was about to leave the range of counterattack, but he still did not make any move to retaliate.

"what happened?"

Several people from Hyotei and Maori frowned at the same time.

They couldn't understand that Ochi's return was not fast enough for the opponent to miss the ball. It was clear that he was not going to return the ball.

But if that's the case, isn't it too disrespectful?

Although this is not a formal match, the opponent is Ochi after all. You come up to challenge the opponent, but in the end, you don't even touch the opponent's ball. What does it mean?

Snapped!

finally.

Ishikawa actually let the tennis ball fly past him.

"This boy."

A high school student from Hyotei is a bit ugly.

As their captain, Ochi has been leading them from the regional competition all the way to the national competition since five years ago.

Although there are no team competitions now, in their hearts, Ochi is still the team leader he once was.

Ishikawa's behavior was undoubtedly disrespectful.

"Did you see it?"

however.

What was surprising was that after returning the ball, Ochi looked at Ishikawa in surprise.

"Too."

Then, he nodded slightly and said, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have missed the ball."

"What do you mean?"

The others looked confused.

"Could it be that"

Mao Li seemed to have thought of something. He looked behind Ishikawa and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes: "Sure enough, the ball just now was out of bounds!"

A clear white mark was left near the baseline behind Ishikawa.

only.

The trace is pressed on the outside of the bottom line, not the inside.

In other words, although Ochi just hit back the outspin ball with an extremely high degree of rotation, he still made a mistake.

Thinking of this, Mao Li couldn't help but look at Ishikawa deeply: "And he actually figured it out in an instant?"

This insight is terrifying!

Snapped!

"senior."

At this time, Ishikawa started hitting the tennis ball again. He raised his head and looked at Ochi, who had an expressionless face and cold eyes, and said, "Have you ever encountered a serve that you couldn't catch?"

"Can't catch it?"

Yue Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

As a top serving expert, if he encounters an equally matched opponent, the battle will often turn into a protracted one.

but.

If there is any serve that can make him afraid.

"Well."

Yuchi narrowed his right eye slightly, and a picture of some flickering light seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

"As for pure serve, I probably haven't encountered it yet."

Ochi spoke, his eyes fixed on Ishikawa: "Why, are you so confident in your serve?"

to be frank.

He admired this calm young man who was able to remain so calm in the face of his mental pressure.

but.

That's all.

Ochi's current identity is more than just the captain of the Hyotei High School tennis club and the No. 1 seed of the Kanto Tournament.

He has stood at a higher position, and what he sees and hears is no longer limited to Kanto or Japan.

The serve hit by the boy in front of him might be very good, but for him, it was definitely not amazing.

"Alright."

Thinking of this, Ochi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes: "Although it's a bit early, it does allow you to experience tennis beyond the level of a junior high school student."

He has made up his mind.

Be prepared to launch a strong counterattack when the opponent serves.

call!

And this time.

Ishikawa threw the tennis ball up again, and his eyes became serious. As he bent his knees and pulled in his abdomen, all the muscles in his body were tensed.

Swish!

When the best time to hit the ball came, Ishikawa moved.

He jumped up on one foot, leaned forward, raised the racket high, and dropped heavily on the tennis ball in mid-air.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Hyotei and Maori, who were outside the stadium, all instinctively felt their eardrums vibrate.

Subsequently.

They saw a dark mark that was like ink and slightly distorted.

On the traces.

Filled with starlight.

The position extending in the front is the serving line in front of Ochi.

The end point.