Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

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The fight between the two was extremely fierce.

Shiraishi's style remains the same, still the kind of sharp attack, but the intensity of returning the ball has increased a bit.

On the other hand, Chitose's handling of tennis is no less than that of his opponents.Exquisite technology, delicate details control, the scalp is numb after watching it.

Swish!

With an emergency stop, Shiraishi's eyes flashed brightly, aiming at Chitose's opposite direction, and with a bang, he hit a swipe.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball hit the sideline straight, and the strong pressure caused the audience outside the court to sweat for Chitose.Thinking in an empathy way, even if you are humble, you will not be able to catch up if you don’t use the realm of no-self.

"It's now!"

In the face of this exquisite backhand, Chitose's eyes gleamed.He was like a hunter who acted like a prey. He stepped out with his feet, and his physical advantage allowed him to walk like the wind, catching up with the return ball.

"Excuse me."

While catching up with the tennis ball, he raised the racket and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I won this ball."

Whoa!

With that said, he made a vigorous swipe action.

"not good!"

The face of Caiqian changed suddenly, and Chitose was aiming at Shiraishi's blind spot.There's no remedy at all with a nice, powerful return.Judging from the technology shown by the other party before, it is not difficult to accurately counterattack.

Moreover, he just remembered that this is... the twenty-fourth goal!

Absolutely forewarned!

Tread! !

Shiraishi also sensed the crisis, and his body retreated again and again.But at this moment, the corner of Chitose's mouth twitched, revealing a playful smile.

Snapped!

The next moment, he switched to cutting and hitting a short ball.

Fake action!

Everyone was shocked.

So hidden!

Chitose deceived everyone, and Shiraishi too.With his current position, he can't catch up with tennis at all.

Looking at Shiraishi who had given up, Chitose smiled and said, "This is the twenty-fourth goal."

Snapped!

But as soon as his voice fell, the tennis ball hit the net in full view.

clap clap...

The tennis ball landed, but the surroundings were terribly silent.

Chitose's smile solidified on his face, and his body was stiff, like a mud-wood sculpture.

why?

Why on earth?

He was mad in his heart, it was a goal that had been calculated long ago, why did this happen.If the previous smash was mentioned, there was Shiraishi who could use it as an excuse.

But this ball, but he hit out.

Chitose's face seemed to be slapped fiercely, hot.And this person is not Shiraishi, nor anyone else, but himself!

"Thirty-six goals!"

Unwilling, he raised his head again and calculated the situation of the game with brilliance.

Thirty-sixth ball.

Chitose turned around and hit a beautiful cross ball.

Snapped!

"out!"

"40-30!"

Something went wrong again?

Absolute prediction is completely invalid?

"Forty-eight goals!"