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

Then he saw Rodigo transformed into lightning and moved in front of the tennis ball in an instant. Then he raised his racket and made a burst of pulling motion.

"Feel the terror of the tennis sniper!"

Rody shouted loudly, swung his racket and hit the tennis ball hard.

boom!

The air exploded instantly.

The smoke and dust in the sky obscured Rodigao's figure.

The spectators around the stadium were all shocked by the power of this shot. The Spanish players sighed inwardly, thinking that Reinhardt was too naive to believe what Rodigo said. This shot might have caused them a big loss.

call! ! !

however.

The idea just came to me.

Everyone saw a figure flying backwards from the smoke and dust like a kite with a broken string.

Pfft!

There was a muffled sound.

Rodigao fell to the ground like a piece of tatters, and after rolling for several weeks, he finally stopped.

Chila la.

At this time.

A racket with an obvious hole in it also slid out.

"hiss"

Seeing this situation, everyone knew that Rodigao was defeated by the opponent with one goal.

"Isn't this guy too strong?!"

1 goal!

Even the other masters in the team may not be so strong, right? !

For a while.

Everyone looked at Reinhardt with fear in their eyes.

"You, you bastard."

After falling to the ground, Rodigao struggled to get up, and pointed at his opponent with a trembling body: "I haven't lost yet, let's fight again!"

call out!

But that's it.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and a tennis ball hit Rodigao's abdomen accurately like a bullet. He screamed and his body could not stop retreating.

who? !

Seeing this, everyone turned their heads to look.

Then, a young man with gray hair and slightly sickly pale skin came forward with a racket on his shoulder and walked forward in an unbridled manner.

"It's you. That junior high school kid?!"

Rodigao's face suddenly turned red as he spoke.

"Shut up."

The gray-haired boy looked at him coldly and said, "Garbage should be thrown into the garbage dump!"

Swish!

Subsequently.

He turned his head and locked his eyes on Reinhardt: "Are you right?"

Chapter 457: 100-meter long-range sniping, the deterrent power of Medanore

"Aku Tsujin!!"

Off the field.

Many of the Spanish team's players couldn't help but shrink their pupils when they saw the gray-haired boy.

"It's him?"

A hint of fear also flashed in Fernandez's eyes.

A month ago, he was not even a member of the Spanish team. It was only a few days ago that he suddenly acquired Spanish citizenship and joined the ranks of representatives.

Although this was the arrangement of the head coach, it was obvious that this approach did not satisfy everyone, including Philip, who was ranked ninth.

then.

The old-fashioned plot begins.

The hot-tempered Spanish player humiliated Akutsu in front of everyone, trying to make him realize whose territory this was.

But unfortunately, he underestimated Akutsu's character and overestimated his own ability.

finally.

Under the shocked gaze of the Spanish players, Philippe's blood stained the court. Akutsu, with his fierce playing style and strong strength, successfully became the new No. 9 of the Spanish team!

However, no one expected that the opponent would actually attack at this time. What's more exaggerated is that he also attacked Luo Digao, who was ranked seventh, and severely injured him.

"Is he crazy?"

Seeing Akutsu entering the stadium with such arrogance, a Spanish player narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's okay for Philip, but that's Rodigo. He is a dangerous person who can really kill others within a distance of 40m. This guy is simply looking for death!"

Obviously.

Their fear of Rodigo was even greater than that of Akutsu.

In their view, the latter was just taking advantage of the former's crisis. Once Rodigo recovered from his injuries, what awaited Akutsu would surely be a brutal revenge and cleansing.

Swish!

But Akutsu didn't care about what these people thought. He raised his racket and pointed it at Reinhardt on the opposite side: "Don't let me down, you bastard!"

Since leaving Japan U17, Akutsu has maintained high-intensity training every day. That crazy attitude makes even Mu Te feel extremely stressed.

After joining the Spanish team, Akutsu challenged many masters one after another and defeated them one by one.

In his eyes, people like Philip and Rodigao were just clowns living in the old times. It was their greatest honor to be his stepping stone.

And now.

He finally found his real prey.

Akutsu's intuition was very accurate. He could clearly feel that the person in front of him was definitely a top-level expert. Even the top five players in the Spanish team might not be his opponent.

This was the perfect stepping stone for him.

"Well!"

Looking at the wild and flamboyant young man in front of him, Reinhardt raised his eyebrows. He could sense the danger emanating from him.

This is definitely not an ordinary junior high school student!

"Alright."

Reinhardt suddenly realized that he had no choice but to become a tennis scout, even though he didn't want to be one. But it was a good thing, because he could test the strength of the top junior high school students on the Spanish team.

immediately.

The two of them walked to their respective seats.

"You serve."

Reinhardt is still very humble.

In response, Akutsu was not polite at all and threw the tennis ball high up. Then, his muscles tensed up, and his clothes were blown by the breeze, revealing his well-proportioned streamlined muscle contours.

boom!

next moment.

Akutsu exploded and smashed the tennis ball.

"This serve."

Outside the court, the eyes of Fernandez, Seda and others changed slightly. Although it was not the first time they saw Akutsu play, they were still shocked by his strong physique.

call out!

But just when everyone's passion was aroused and they thought it would be an exciting duel, a pale yellow shadow flew over from a distance without warning, accompanied by the sound of breaking wind.

"Ok?"

Reinhardt, who was in charge of receiving the serve, narrowed his eyes slightly.

boom!

Subsequently.

Under the shocked eyes of others.

The flying tennis ball hit Akutsu's serve with incredible accuracy less than 1 meter in front of Reinhardt.

In an instant.

The explosion sounded in all directions.

The rolling air waves surged, blowing Reinhardt's coat, making it rustle.

who? !

For a moment, everyone looked in the direction the tennis ball came from. However, they saw a young man wearing the Spanish team jacket standing in the window of the fourth floor of a distant building.

"This distance is more than 100 meters, right?!"

"That's incredible! Even from such a long distance, he was able to hit Akutsu's serve so accurately?"

"Wait. Is that Senior Mars?"