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

In an instant.

The flying tennis ball split into countless ball shadows.

"This is."

Seeing this, Fudomine's team members widened their eyes subconsciously: "Tachibana-senpai's ball-exploding dance?!"

"This guy."

Tachibana's eyes changed again and again.

Because in his opinion, the flurry of explosive balls played by Ishikawa was far beyond his ability to master it.

If you say it out loud, it will definitely shock other people's jaws.

But it's true.

As the original owner, Tachibana's understanding of the unique skills he developed was not even as good as others' casual attacks.

"Well."

And on the court.

Seeing the ball shadows all over the sky coming towards him, Yukimura's expression changed instantly.

Too much!

The number of these ball shadows is far greater than what others can imitate or even develop by relying on the realm of selflessness!

What made him even more depressed was that the shadow of each ball was almost the same as its real body.

If you want to see through the illusion, you must calm down and observe carefully.

Even with Yukimura's insight, it took a lot of effort to find the true identity.

Bang.

But that's why.

He looked a little impatient in returning the ball and no longer looked as calm as before.

Snapped!

And on the opposite side.

Ishikawa smiled and hit the racket. With a snap, the tennis ball flew out gently.

"This short ball?!!"

Li Hai's team member's pupils shrank suddenly.

Even Sanada and Yanagi couldn't help but lose their cool at this moment. Because this short ball is so subtle.

Regardless of the timing of touching the ball or the skill shown when the tennis ball flies out, it is like a textbook, and there is no flaw.

Tap! !

But Yukimura at the baseline chased after the tennis ball without hesitation.

At this time, he felt the strong pressure brought by Ishikawa. Yukimura knows very well that if he gives up this ball now, it will never be possible to defeat his opponent in this game!

With this in mind, Yukimura quickened his pace. His leg strength was also very good, and as a person who was above the ceiling of junior high school students, he had no shortcomings.

"I actually caught up with you?!"

Seeing Yukimura getting closer and closer to the tennis ball, the audience in the stands couldn't help but widen their eyes.

In the other party, they felt a very strong will and ability to execute what they said.

Especially the top players from each team felt the most profoundly. This great Likai minister is at the top level in terms of his skills, strength, technology, insight, and even his mental will.

I saw Yukimura surfing the Internet.

Many people who had previously had the idea that the other party was suppressed by Ishikawa also realized their mistakes.

"How could a person like this be suppressed?!"

rustle

next moment.

Inside and outside the court, everyone's hearts trembled when they saw the tennis ball rolling back after landing.

"Zero. Slice?!"

In the Lihai camp, Liu recognized this unique move and spoke with a trembling tone.

"Gudu."

The other players of Rikkai University could not help but swallow their saliva. They looked at the stiff figure on the court, and an uncontrollable thought came to their mind.

their minister.

Yukimura Seiichi is known as the Son of God.

In a duel with other junior high school students, he was suppressed frontally and in all aspects? !

Chapter 221: Cultivation in destroying the five senses, sub-professional breakthrough (1 update)

Bang!

"Game!"

"Hyotei Ishikawa, 1-0, exchange venues!"

After a while.

The referee spoke.

Ishikawa took the lead in scoring one round.

"how come."

All Li Hai's team members were dumbfounded.

They never expected that their strong minister, who had no shortcomings, would be suppressed by his opponents in terms of tennis skills.

Whoosh!

Ishikawa's return ball swept away like a whip. The powerful spinning ball accurately hit the baseline and then ejected strongly.

Tap! !

Yukimura rushed over to remedy the situation, but just as he struggled to hit the tennis ball out, Ishikawa, who had been prepared for a long time, jumped up and smashed the ball to end the game.

Bang!

"0-15!"

"Isn't it?"

Kirihara's eyes widened: "Even Director Yukimura's serve game couldn't get points?"

This is too exaggerated.

This is Yukimura's serve game. Logically, the trend of the game should definitely tilt towards his side.

result.

That Hyokui Ishikawa actually firmly seized the initiative in the game? !

"He's very perceptive."

Bottom line.

Yukimura, who was holding a tennis ball in his hand, looked up after tapping it gently: "Whether it's speed, strength or spin skills, they are all very powerful. Blind defense will only make me passive, and I want him to make mistakes and enjoy the results." That’s so naive!”

Bang!

Making up his mind, Yukimura hit the tennis ball over.

Having made the decision, with his decisiveness and action, he immediately started an active attack.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Yukimura takes action.

The offensive was launched one after another. Under his planning, the offensive was as smooth as flowing water, and Ishikawa seemed to have no chance to counterattack.

Snapped!

Probably because of the continuous catching of the ball, Ishikawa's movements were deformed and he hit a high ball.

Yukimura seized the opportunity quickly, leaped up, raised his racket high and smashed the tennis ball.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The perfect smash suddenly fell.

"Pretty!"

Seeing this smash, Li Hai's players instinctively started to cheer.

Swish!

But the next moment.

A gray figure turned his back to the smash, and after the tennis ball landed, he half-knelt and swung the racket forward, and with a bang, he perfectly blocked the smash.

"The giant bear fights back?!"

Team member Li Hai's expression suddenly changed.

"hiss!"

Shiraishi, Chitose, Tachibana and others were even more shocked. Because this return shot was almost flawless.

Whether it's the timing or angle, or Ishikawa's ability to catch the ball with his back, it's all amazing!

Whoosh!