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

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"N. No. 4 Yueyoshi-senpai?!"

Chiao Matsudaira said in shock.

"Gudu."

Chihiko Matsudaira swallowed.

He pinched his face subconsciously, but found that this was really not a dream. That junior high school student was actually fighting against Ochi!

That's right!

It was a duel, a duel with moves so fast that he was dazzled!

Bang!

Return the ball more intelligently.

The tennis ball circled a sharp arc, and then hit the baseline accurately like a needle threading a thread.

"Strong, too, too strong!"

Matsudaira Chihiko's heart trembled.

He could only hit such a ball occasionally in practice matches. But Yue Zhi can display it easily in such a fierce duel.

Tap! !

And this time.

A figure appeared near the bottom line.

After catching up with the tennis ball, the opponent quickly took action and the racket hit the tennis ball hard.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

In an instant.

Ball shadows shot out all over the sky.

Chiao Matsudaira, who looked ahead, instinctively opened his mouth.

"There are so many afterimage balls."

Chihiko Matsudaira clenched his fists subconsciously: "This guy really didn't show his full strength when he competed with me."

Looking at the ball shadows all over the sky.

Matsudaira put himself into the role of Yuezhi, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

He was able to see through some of the more obvious afterimages, but the remaining ones were rotating too fast. Even if he sees through it, he may not be able to hit the tennis ball back.

Swish!

Yue Zhi took action decisively.

That silver light bloomed, and Ishikawa's explosive balls were seen through again instantly.

Stab it!

But soon.

A whirlwind that broke through the air, mixed with a burning flame, suddenly enveloped Yuezhi.

Wind helps the fire.

Fire borrows the speed of wind.

The combination of wind and fire causes the tennis ball to suddenly accelerate a second time when it flies over the blocking net!

boom!

Yuezhi shot back.

But the air wave that spread instantly from the racket made his pupils shrink quietly.

This shot hits hard and fast!

If the opponent was not a junior high school student, the smash he launched with his strength would definitely be more powerful than what was shown at the moment.

"As expected of you, Ochi-senpai."

Ishikawa nodded secretly.

His fierce wind was a combination of the sharpness of wind and the explosive power of fire. The fusion of the two was extremely powerful.

The destructive power of a casual blow is more than 1.5 times that of Momoshiro's bottle smash!

But Ochi received the ball head-on without changing his expression, which shows that he is worthy of being the top player of Japan's U17 team.

"In this case."

Seeing the path of Ochi's return ball clearly, Ishikawa quickly chased after it. At the same time, he raised the racket in his right hand and chopped it down at an oblique angle towards the flying tennis ball.

Crack!

In an instant.

The edge of the racket hit the tennis ball hard.

Just like the explosion of thunder and lightning, everything around them seemed to be completely dimmed in everyone's sight, leaving only that sharp flash of lightning.

Boom!

It was like a spring thunder, and the overflowing lightning burst out instantly.

Chi Chi

But next second.

The tennis ball was still blocked by Ochi's racket, but Ochi was unable to fight back immediately.

The tennis ball is on the racket, spinning violently.

Arcs of electricity overflowed, and the power that seeped out of them gradually made Yuezhi's face solemn.

Snapped!

Next.

Under the astonished gaze of others, Ochi's racket was actually pressed out of his hand.

"what?!"

Seeing this, several members of Hyotei, Mori, and the Matsudaira brothers who had just entered the viewing area, instinctively widened their eyes.

“Is this the only effect?”

Ishikawa raised his eyebrows lightly.

His Jingzhe can penetrate the opponent's racket and even break the opponent's wrist bones to a certain extent.

but now.

But it only bounced off Ochi's racket.

"Sure enough. The physical differences between junior high school students and high school students are too big!"

but.

Thinking about the identity of the person opposite him, Ishikawa felt relieved again.

Ochi Gekko was ranked No.17 in the original Japanese U-9 team. But now, the opponent's ranking should be No.4.

It is amazing enough that he can score from such a player, even if the opponent does not use his full strength.

"Lie, lie, right?!"

Compared to Ishikawa who felt a little regretful, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the mood of the others was like a storm.

Especially the people from Hyotei and the Matsudaira brothers.

But they knew Ochi's true identity. The opponent standing in the front row of U17 had his racket knocked away by someone.

“This, this guy.”

Matsudaira Shinhiko looked at Ishikawa as if he were a monster: "Is he really a junior high school student?!"

"Well."

on the field.

The racket was knocked out of his hand, and Yuchi looked a little unhappy. When he picked up the racket, he saw the broken strings, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Shock?

surprise?

There is still a hint of disbelief!

At first, he just tried to teach this junior something with the mentality of a senior, so that he could better lead Hyotei in the junior high school arena.

But I didn't expect it.

The other party's performance shocked him again and again!

And now, his blood, which had been cold for many years, felt like boiling.

"First grade."

Thinking of this, Yue Zhi said solemnly: "Do you want to continue fighting with me?"

"of course."

Ishikawa smiled and said, "The game just now was probably just an appetizer for you, senior. I also want to know how far you have come now!"

"it is good!"

Ochi nodded heavily, then looked at the Hyotei players outside the court: "Kawasaki, bring me my game racket!"

"Okay, okay."

One of the high school students heard this and without even being surprised, he quickly took out a silver-black racket and handed it over.

"Old, bro"