The generation of beating miracles starts from joining Zhengbang

"Ancient bronze gate? The world of Prince of Tennis?"

Su Bai looked at the door in front of him and listened to the cold voice of the system in his mind.

After he was silent for a moment, the corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards into a beautiful arc.

"I have completed the world of Kuroko Basketball."

"Now, the door to the world of Prince of Tennis is right before my eyes."

"Then I must go to the world of Prince of Tennis to take a look..."

Chapter 142 New World, Prince of Tennis!

The sky was spinning and everything was pitch black.

Every time you pass through the ancient bronze door, you suffer.

If Su Bai didn't have such a strong physique, he would probably have fainted.

As soon as I arrived, I opened my eyes and the strong sunlight hurt my eyes.

I couldn't help but sneeze a few times when the sunlight stimulated me.

"Su Bai, do you have a cold?"

Someone nearby greeted him. Although Su Bai didn't know who he was, he politely replied, "It's okay. It might be a bit of a cold wind."

"Cold wind?" The man looked at the scorching sun in the sky and said nothing. Su Bai said that cold wind is cold wind.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Before Su Bai09 could say anything else, a shrill laugh came from not far away.

"You want to play tennis when you are so weak physically?"

Weak physical fitness?

interesting.

In the world of black and blue, not even Kagami Daiga and Aomine Daiki dared to say such things to him.

At this moment, Su Bai had already adapted to the light and followed the sound, forgetting the past.

He has shoulder-length orange-brown hair and an ordinary appearance. No one would even look at him twice if he were seen on the street, but his face is filled with hostility and he has the temperament of a second-rate person.

Su Bai asked the system in his heart: "Who is this person?"

Su Bai thought for a long time. Although he didn't say that he had reached the level of photographic memory, his memory was excellent.

But I don't remember any such character in The Prince of Tennis.

The system then gave an answer, but it was so simple that it was better not to reply at all——【Sasabe, 15 years old.】

What is the meaning of these five words?

However, the system says that this person is 15 years old, but he clearly looks over 25 years old.

It's really too hasty to grow up.

Forget it.

Su Bai was not going to rely on the system anymore. He would fight against the enemy with his own army and block the water with earth.

He curled his lips, looking confident, with a bit of arrogance in his eyes, and replied: "It's not you who decides whether I play tennis or not, right?"

"You?" Sasabe said disdainfully, "I've been practicing tennis for eight years. Look at your pretty face. I'm afraid you can't even swing a tennis racket?"

I have practiced tennis for eight years, but I don’t even have a complete name in this world.

It can be seen that the quality is even higher than that of trainees who have been in training for two and a half years.

Su Bai sneered, and replied in a rather condescending manner: "It is meaningless to just talk without practice. How about two games?"

"Who is afraid of whom..."

Just as Sasabe was about to agree, the boy next to him pulled his arm and said, "We're going to play a game soon, so don't waste time here."

Sasabe didn't take it seriously, took out his tennis racket, and said disdainfully: "It won't take more than three minutes to deal with this kind of person."

"Okay then." Su Bai replied, "I have something else to do anyway, so let's just have three minutes and make it quick."

As he said this, he looked at his friend next to him. On the black uniform were written the words "Fudo Peak 277". He was wearing a black baseball cap and was estimated to be about meters tall.

Su Bai didn't have much impression of him and couldn't remember his name. He was only interested in the captain of Fudo Peak.

This time the system was more considerate and responded proactively.

[Uchimura Kyousuke, 14 years old, first year student at Fudomine Junior High School. ]

Not bad, that's progress. He wrote nine more words than the previous person.

"Brother, lend me your tennis racket." Su Bai said.

"Are you really okay?"

Kyosuke Uchimura was a little worried, but he still took out his tennis racket.

Su Bai smiled confidently and replied: "No problem, just watch me!"

Chapter 143 Just Take It as Practice

“Hahahaha!” Sasabe pointed at him and laughed loudly, “You don’t even have a tennis racket, and you still have the nerve to say you can play tennis? Look at your companion’s racket, it’s a cheap one that cost several thousand dollars!”

Uchimura Kyosuke glared at him, "What did you say? If you want to fight, just say so!"

His tennis racket was indeed not as good as those high-end luxury goods worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars, but he also saved up for a semester and spent more than ten thousand to buy this brand. How could he allow the other party to insult him like this!

Kyosuke Uchimura clenched his fists and pretended to rush up and hit someone.

Su Bai quickly held his shoulders.

Fudomine Junior High School was originally a bad school with many bad boys and hooligans.

The instinct is to solve the problem with fists.

But next, Fudomine Junior High School will continue to play tennis and enter the national competition.

I can't let this piece of garbage in front of me taint me and prevent me from participating in the competition.

"Don't worry." Su Bai took the tennis racket and advised, "Things on the tennis court should be solved with strength."

He was flamboyant and confident, with a twinkle in his eyes.

Looking at him, Kyosuke Uchimura suddenly felt that there was hope for the future of Fudofu.

Although he didn't know Kyosuke Uchimura's true strength, at this moment he felt that Kyosuke Uchimura was very strong.

More powerful and more desirable than the captains of those prestigious middle schools.

Kyosuke Uchimura grabbed the tennis strings and swung the racket a few times to get a feel for it.

Finally, he looked at Sasabe, raised his lips in an arrogant arc, and said with high spirits, "Do you know an old Chinese saying? "

“It is said that a good calligrapher does not choose his pen.”

Sasabe frowned, "What nonsense."

Su Bai chuckled, a little mocking, but did not explain further, "The winner will be decided in three minutes. It's the final round. We take turns serving. You go first."

As we all know, whoever gets the chance to serve first has the upper hand and is more likely to win.

This is true for both tennis and basketball.

Sasabe smiled grimly and said arrogantly: "Little white face, don't regret it!"

Sasabe took out a racket and a tennis ball and hit an overhand serve. "Look, this is what a serve is!"

His face was full of pride, but to someone like Su Bai who had superb dynamic vision, the other person's movements seemed like slow motion.

The companion next to him shouted, "Here it comes! Sasabe's bullet serves!"

bullet?

Whose bullets are so slow?

Su Bai sneered in his heart, he saw through the trajectory of the tennis ball at a glance.

He ran to where the tennis ball landed in advance, and Su Bai jumped up and counterattacked easily.

Sasabe's two friends nearby exclaimed in amazement: "How fast! How did he run over in just a split second!"

"He actually countered Sasabe's bullet serve!"

However, Su Bai had never played tennis before, so he could only try it based on his years of sports experience.

The force was so great that it hit the boundary line directly.

Su Bai said seriously: ""Since it's a competition, then be serious."

He didn't like seeing such a perfunctory attitude in sports.

Sasabe clicked his tongue, made a "tsk" sound, walked to the border line, and shouted, "Out."

He looked at Su Bai and said, "It seems that you have some skills, but it's a pity that you are out."

"Out?" Su Bai asked back, "Are you sure?"

With Su Bai's eyesight, he was able to confirm that he had hit the ball on line, not out of bounds.

Sasabe said arrogantly: "If I say out, then it's out."

Su Bai raised his eyebrows and was too lazy to argue with him. People like him who have no strength like to act like a rogue and do such petty tricks.

In the world of black basketball for so many years, Su Bai has seen many people who lack sportsmanship.

"Okay, I lost this round."

It doesn't matter anyway.

The first ball was just a practice.

Chapter 144: Standing shoulder to shoulder with Rikkai University

"Bullet serve?"

Su Bai hit the tennis ball a few times and said, "Then I'll show you what a bullet serve is!"

Sasabe's bullet serve does not involve any technical content, it is simply a speed achieved through sheer strength.

In Su Bai's opinion, there were problems with the way he played and the force points of his arms.

In this case, no matter how powerful the skills are, if the foundation is not good, they will not be effective.

Su Bai took the lead in serving and corrected Sasabe's mistake in playing the ball. Through the return just now, he also roughly mastered the degree of force.

The tennis ball flew out through the air with a "whoosh" sound, just like a bullet, and brushed past Sasabe's head, causing even a few strands of hair to fall off.

Sasabe was shocked for a moment, holding the racket with his eyes wide open and forgetting to react.

His other two friends, including Kyosuke Uchimura, were so surprised that they were speechless.

After a few seconds of silence, Sasabe's friend said, "Is this... a bullet serve?"

Another person said, "How come it's more powerful than Sasabe!"

Su Bai raised his racket and pointed at Sasabe, saying, "This is a real serve. Your lower limbs are weak, and your arm force points are wrong. You can't use any strength at all. How can you serve fast?"

"What nonsense!" Sasabe was furious. "You little brat, you still want to teach me a lesson!"

Su Bai spread his hands, looking nonchalant: "Then let me see what you can do?"

In this round, Sasabe served and Su Bai still easily returned the ball.

But instead of scoring quickly, he went back and forth a dozen times.

One is to warm up, and the other is to adapt to the feel of tennis.

When Su Bai felt that he was almost done warming up, he swung the racket hard, and Sasabe, who had adapted to Su Bai's speed, was caught off guard.

He didn't have time to react and the ball passed by his feet, and he almost fell down.

"30-15."

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"He's so amazing..."

"You're only in junior high school, right? You're at this level?"