Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Shinoda was taken aback: "If the tennis ball doesn't bounce, this kind of behavior is a foul, right?"

for zero.

Someone once said it was a foul-level serve.

Because the tennis ball didn't bounce, there was no way to hit back.But once the tennis ball lands, the judgment is valid.

In other words, it's an unsolved trick.

But this is only relative.

For a bald man whose strength and experience are far higher than junior high school students, this blow is not without solution.

chi chi...

The moment he swung the racket, the tennis ball that was spinning on the ground suddenly bounced.

"what?"

Tezuka's face changed suddenly.

Swish!

Then, I saw the bald man swing the racket again.With a bang, the tennis ball was hit by him on the backhand side of Tezuka.

"What a horrible person."

Shinoda Saburo looked at the man in black with awe.

Although he couldn't see the other party's movements, he could roughly guess what happened just now.

Second swing!

The first swing of the bald man was only through the momentum generated by the swing of the racket, which changed the rotation of the tennis ball.

Because tennis rules prohibit direct contact between the racket and the tennis ball, the opponent's behavior is not a foul.Only after watching two balls, I found the solution. This vision is too terrifying.

"Well……"

Tezuka only felt an invisible pressure coming towards him.

To decipher the zero-style so lightly, even that Shiraishi can't do it, right?

0

"Could it be that I can't even win a game?"

Tezuka gritted his teeth and was not reconciled.

His purpose is to challenge the opponent.But this kind of unremarkable play is obviously not what he wants.

The opponent is strong.

But he didn't show any seriousness towards him.

"In that case..."

Tezuka's eyes sank.

hum!

In an instant, a white light erupted with him as the center.Then, the light turned into particles and attached to his body.

The best one of the three doors in the realm of no-self-the perfection of seamlessness!

As soon as I made it.

In the eyes of everyone, the trace of Tezuka was suddenly lost.

When the sharp-eyed Saburo Shinoda reacted, the figure had already appeared before the tennis ball landed.

Swish!

The racket head is lowered by 3.2 cm, and the racket is cut towards the tennis ball.

"Zero... Chopping!"

This was Tezuka's decisive blow, and his strongest blow to date.

rustle……

However, when the sandstorm dissipated, there was a slight rolling sound of tennis balls at Tezuka's feet.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, shock and panic appeared in those calm eyes for the first time.The unsmiling face also became extremely ugly.

lost?

Turning on flawlessly and hitting zero-style chops, he doesn't even have the strength to fight back?

Chapter [-] Polk's Dread

Perfectly torn.

In the stadium, the light particles on Tezuka dissipated and returned to normal.Those eyes looked a little empty.

"15-40!"