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

It was pressed very accurately on the edge and bounced out.

Chi Chi

This moment.

Some players with excellent eyesight can even see the strong signs of outward rotation on the tennis ball.

“This technology.”

Tezuka, Yukimura and the others all felt an extremely strong sense of oppression. With just his skills, Ishikawa made them feel the extremely exaggerated gap.

Swish!

but.

Long Ya's figure also appeared.

His leg strength is also very good. At least when dealing with this kind of tennis that does not involve ultra-high-speed dimensions, he can still provide all-round defense.

Bang!

Subsequently.

Long Ya was equally unwilling to be outdone and hit the tennis ball with a strong spin towards the side line on Ishikawa's backhand side.

The latter reacted instantly.

Before everyone could react, he had already appeared in front of where the tennis ball would land.

Bang!

in a blink.

The tennis ball turned around and flew out again.

Long Ya, on the other hand, was full of energy, and she went close to the tennis ball and fought back strongly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

The two of them launched a fierce attack at their respective baselines. Their hitting speeds were getting faster and faster, and the spin attached to them was becoming more and more terrifying.

and.

As the ball pressure gradually increases.

The dust that had originally settled turned into rolling waves again, covering the two people's figures. The audience, who already had difficulty catching traces of the game, completely lost their observation of the game's progress.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The fierce fighting continues.

Long Ya's speed kept increasing. He seized the opportunity and quickly went to the net when Ishikawa did not counterattack strongly. He tried to use the advantage at the net to completely suppress his opponent.

"This guy's nose for the game is horrible!"

Irie, Tanejima and the others all looked solemn.

It should have been a match of equal strength, but Long Ya created an opportunity out of thin air and suppressed Ishikawa at the bottom line.

"Excuse me."

After going online, Long Ya's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance: "I don't want to fight a tug-of-war with you, I'll take this point!"

Snapped!

Seizing the opportunity, he hit a beautiful short ball.

"hiss!"

Looking at the tennis ball that was falling like a textbook and gently like fallen leaves, a uniform inhalation was heard outside the court.

Short ball.

And it was during the competition with Ishikawa.

This guy called Echizen Ryuga is too strong, isn't he?!

"Ok?"

At this time.

Everyone noticed.

Ishikawa at the baseline seemed to have given up on the ball and just stood there motionless.

"Ok?"

Long Ya's eyes flashed with disappointment: "I had prepared other moves for you, but I didn't expect you to give up so quickly. What?!"

Swish!

Just when he thought he would definitely score, a white light suddenly bloomed in front of him.

In an instant.

His vision was completely filled with white light, and there was a constant buzzing noise in his ears.

"not good!!!"

Long Ya was horrified and could only swing the racket instinctively, but the feeling of hitting the ball as she imagined did not come.

Snap.

When his vision and hearing returned, he heard the slight sound of a tennis ball falling to the ground behind him.

Looking up, Long Ya squinted her eyes and looked at her opponent: "What was that light just now?"

"nothing."

Ishikawa, who appeared in front of the net, smiled and said, "It's just a small gift for meeting you."

Chapter 390: Heavenly Clothes vs. Heavenly Clothes, Gravitation vs. Seven Stars

"That was Ishikawa's (Deputy Minister) ultimate move just now. Dawn?!"

Off the field.

There was surprise in the eyes of the Ice Emperor team members.

"breaking Dawn!"

The others were also shocked.

In their minds, they all recalled the phantom of Ishikawa that Niou had used in the previous matches. In comparison, the same trick, when used in real body and phantom, was completely different.

"This is the strength of a professional master."

Irie sighed, "The same skill will achieve different results depending on the strength of different people. For him, even a simple whip shot is no different from a top-notch move in the eyes of ordinary people."

"Well."

Hear the words.

Tsunin, Nakagawachi and others nearby trembled.

To some extent, they are not even what the other party calls 'ordinary people'.

"That Long Ya is too confident."

Tanejima shook his head slightly, "He actually thought that kind of surprise attack could score from Ishikawa. It seems that after the rumored one-goal victory, he didn't take the result to heart at all."

Everyone here has heard of or witnessed the outcome of that game.

“But he’s really fast.”

However, Yue Zhi shook his head and said, "At least from the current situation, he is probably still hiding a considerable degree of strength."

Hear the words.

Irie, Tokugawa and others nodded.

Even though Long Ya lost points, they did not think that the opponent's strength was limited to this level. After all, the opponent had not even used a decent move yet.

"I have to say, your strength is beyond my imagination."

on the field.

Long Ya looked at Ishikawa with fear: "It seems that this level of performance is indeed impossible to force you to use your true strength. Not to mention, getting points from you."

"In that case."

Speaking of which.

He took a deep breath and suddenly relaxed.

"What is he going to do?"

The audience outside the venue held their breath and focused their eyes on Long Ya. They had a very strong premonition that something extremely powerful was coming!

hum!

next moment.

With Long Ya as the center, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out.

"This is?!!"

Feeling this extremely familiar white light fluctuation, although unable to see the specific situation on the court, everyone's faces showed expressions of surprise and even astonishment.

"Perfect?!"

Most people said in unison.

In Shitenhoji Temple, Chitose, one of the main players, suddenly contracted his pupils.

Which number is this?