Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

Snapped--! !

Chen Fan also stretched out his hand.

"Oh my, I retired too early. Sometimes I miss my youth on the tennis court, so I come back to watch."

Chen Fan grinned and smiled harmlessly.

"Coach, can you play tennis?"

Yukimura Seiichi said this deliberately, wanting to mock Chen Fan.

"No, I'll teach you how to play tennis."

Chen Fan finally smiled at him, turned around and walked to the baseline, ready to serve.

Snapped--! !

Snapped--! !

Chen Fan threw the tennis ball in his hand to the ground and tapped it twice.

Looking forward, I feel a sense of anticipation in my heart.

If your players win the game, there will be system rewards.

I don't know if I will get any good rewards for winning the game and defeating the early Son of God Boss.

"Coach, you can't even serve?"

On the other side, the voice that Yukimura Seiichi saw came.

"This student... um, please serve the ball quickly, 12 don't stand here in a daze."

The referee next to him quickly reminded,

Chen Fan finally came back to his senses and smiled at them apologetically.

"Sorry, sorry, there are too many skills and I can't think of any to use right now."

"I can't think of anything better, so I'll just try this simple one first."

Done.

Chen Fan threw the tennis ball in his hand high into the air.

Boom——! !

He swung the racket lightly, and deliberately controlled the strength in his hand.

The tennis ball flew towards the Rikkai University court.

"What! What is this guy talking about? It's just a normal serve!"

"And the strength is so small."

Seiichi Yukimura looked at the strength of Chen Fan's hit and felt instantly relaxed.

With years of experience, he stood at the serving point in advance.

Om-! !

Yukimura Seiichi swung his racket.

"Ok?"

"Failed to swing?"

There was no feeling of hitting the ball in his hand, and Yukimura Seiichi looked confused.

sand--!!

sand--!!

sand--!!

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a ball rolling.

Looking down, I saw the tennis ball slowly rolling towards the net.

"Zero...Zero serve?!"

Yukimura Seiichi widened his eyes in surprise.

"15-0!"

The referee next to him quickly reported the score.

Faced with the Zero serve, a serving skill that is almost a bug, normal people have no way to fight back.

however.

Yukimura Seiichi is not someone who would just sit there and wait for death.

Boom——! !

Chen Fan hit another [Zero Serve].

"Want to win the serve with 4 balls and zero points?"

"You underestimate me!"

"If you want to return a serve like this that's so close to the ground, you have to do it the moment the ball hits the ground!"

Seiichi Yukimura ran quickly to where the ball landed.

This time, he extended his racket the moment the ball hit the ground.

Using the tip of the racket, he lifted the Zero up.

The tennis ball flew high into the sky in an instant.

Boom! !

At this time, Chen Fan had already jumped high and hit a smash.

The tennis ball hit Yukimura Seiichi's racket accurately.

Snap——!!

The racket in Yukimura Seiichi's hand fell.

The tennis ball bounced off the racket and returned to the air.

"A Waltz to Destruction!"

Boom——! !

The moment Chen Fan landed, he tapped his toes again, jumped high, and hit his second smash.

"Useless!"

Yukimura Seiichi picked up the racket the moment it fell to the ground, without any time to be distracted.

"As long as I have a racket, there is no ball I can't hit back!"

Boom——! !

Yukimura Seiichi swung his racket towards Chen Fan's second smash.

boom--! !

next second.

Yukimura Seiichi's racket was pierced in an instant.

The ball line collapsed, leaving a hole.

After the tennis ball landed with a loud noise, it actually flew straight to the ground, hit the wall, flew high into the sky, and landed on the Ice Emperor's seat behind him.

"30-0!"

The referee announced the score again.

Yukimura Seiichi's expression finally became serious.

The speed, force and power of the shot just now far exceeded his expectations.

"What's wrong? Mr. Son of God."

"Do you still insist on the truth that 'as long as you have a racket, there is no ball that cannot be hit back'?"

Chen Fan's expression was calm, and he even looked at Yukimura Seiichi with some amusement.

The move just now was actually [Escape Song Towards Amnesia].

He combined the [Flame Serve] and the basic 30 points of power that is almost equivalent to the 80-style wave ball.

In order to prevent Keigo Atobe from having the illusion that he had known it in advance, he deliberately said it as "waltz".

soon.

Seiichi Yukimura changed his racket.

His face was full of seriousness and solemnity.

Chen Fan frowned and looked at the coat that Yukimura Seiichi was still wearing.

As expected, the coat is his real body?

You have to wear a jacket even when playing ball, you are so pretentious.

Boom——! !

This time, Chen Fan held the ball horizontally in his hand and gently spun it between his fingers.

"This ball...will disappear!"

[The Disappearing Serve] It was Rikkai University's court's turn, and the moment the serve landed, it disappeared without a trace.

Seiichi Yukimura has appeared at the bottom line.

"No ball can disappear out of thin air!"

Boom——! !

Seiichi Yukimura hit the ball back with great speed, and the tennis ball landed accurately at the baseline.

Chen Fan had already expected this.

Om-! !

The tennis ball that was about to be scored suddenly did a 180-degree turn and flew towards Chen Fan.

Tezuka territory!

Boom——! !

The tennis ball was guided to Chen Fan's side, and the racket hit it upwards in an instant.

The tennis ball flew over the net and began to fly into the air.

"Hmm, White Whale?"

"For this kind of ball, all you have to do is jump up and knock it down when it flies high into the air."

Seiichi Yukimura quickly stepped to the net and jumped up.

The racket pressed down and knocked the White Whale down.

however.

Chen Fan had already been waiting for him at the tennis court.

Tilt the racket slightly and hit a short ball.

Seiichi Yukimura had just landed and was about to catch the short ball, looking at the short ball rolling backwards in disbelief.

"Zero...Zero Short Ball?"

"40-0."

When he came to his senses, Yukimura Seiichi had already scored three goals in a row.

Before he knew it, his coat had fallen to the ground.

That was dropped when he jumped up to catch the White Whale just now.

"There's one last ball left. We must not let him lose the serve!"