Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Bang!

Tennis hits.

A crisp sound echoed throughout the stadium.

"Nice serve."

The opposite Yue Zhi nodded inwardly.This serve, both in quality and speed, has reached a certain level. If the opponent's technique is stronger, tennis will inevitably have stronger changes.

"but……"

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the tennis ball in his hand suddenly swung out: "There is still room for improvement!"

chi chi...

however.

The tennis ball that landed on the ground glided out irregularly.This makes the 2-meter Yuezhi move stiff.

"15-0!"

"hiss!"

Next to him, Mauri gasped, "Is there still such a serve?"

Yuezhi's expression was also stagnant.

Apparently, Atsube's serve exceeded his expectations.

"Go ahead, seniors."

Atobe tapped the tennis ball, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Immediately, Tang Huai'er served again.

Bang!

chi chi...

Tennis slides out.

The gross profit of the first catch obviously estimates the timing of the catch.

"30-0!"

Third ball.

Yuezhi is too high, and he has a weakness for dealing with such a low slide ball.

Bang!

"40-0!"

Three goals in a row.

The trace department's Tang Huaiser served, and the first set was returned to the inventory.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Standing on the tee line, he tapped the tennis ball.At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at the gross profit of his moving body.

The feeling the other party gave him was different from before.But where exactly, he couldn't say.

"do not care."

His eyes sank, this last goal, he can not make mistakes.

Bang!

Tennis out.

call out!

The tennis ball leaped and blocked the net, and then fell quickly.After landing, slide out quickly against the ground.

"It's hard for you to be able to hit such a powerful serve."

Mauri lowered his head like a hunting dog hunting for prey, the moment the tennis ball passed him.The racket in his hand slid out quickly.

Snapped!

The tennis ball hit the metal edge of the racket.

"You actually caught it?"

Outside the field, the Ice Emperor's players widened their eyes.

Qian Ze said solemnly: "In an instant, you can grasp the timing of the tennis landing. Then, you can quickly react to catch the ball. The concentration of this gross profit is really terrifying!"

"not only that."

Seeing Liu, who was holding the tennis ball high by Maori, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "At the moment of catching the ball, he lifted the tennis ball to the racket through the shaking of his arm. At the same time, he also cut off the spin on it."

Although he doesn't like Maori, he still recognizes this person's responsiveness and skills.

call out!

Tennis, ejected high.