The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 108

boom!
Tang Ze Yiming hit a beautiful flat shot, although he was a little shocked by the shot just now, but he thought about it, such a violent spin, the opponent must not be able to do it by himself.

It became clear in an instant, not to use the spin on his batting, plus his own spin.

It has to be said that Tang Ze Yiming still has some discernment.

Therefore, in order to prevent Fuji from returning to the nest again, Tang Ze Yiming chose to hit a flat shot with less spin, trying to use the super high speed of the ball to score.

Not only that, after serving, Tang Ze Yiming quickly rushed to the net.

Serve the net!

Swish!
An afterimage flashed past, and Fuji quickly came to the landing point.

With a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, he lifted the racket lightly.

The front of the net flew high across the sky, drawing a beautiful parabola.

"Innocent brat!"

Tang Ze Yiming, who had expected it for a long time, showed a sinister smile, and jumped up with the inertia of forward rush.

boom!
Tang Ze Yiming swung the racket down fiercely in the air, and a roar burst out from the collision between the racket and the ball.

The tennis ball hit Fuji's body like a cannonball.

Tang Ze Yiming turned out to be aiming at Bu Er's body to fight back!
I saw that Fuji took two steps back slightly, turned his back to the tennis ball, and stretched out both hands.

The tennis ball hit the net and spun violently on the surface of the racket, and Fuji swung his hands vigorously.

The tennis ball rose from the surface of the racket into the air like a stream of light, passed over Tang Ze's head in the horrified gaze, fell rapidly on the bottom line, and then jumped out of the court.

"The unicorn landed!"

Bu Er said with a smile.

"You brat! You did it on purpose!"

Tang Ze Yiming angrily walked to the net and yelled at Bu Er.

He's not stupid either, so he can tell that the lob just now was done on purpose.

"So what?"

Buer tilted his head, and chuckled lightly.

"you"

"This contestant please stay sane, it's still during the competition!"

Seeing that Tang Ze Yiming was agitated, the referee quickly stopped him.

"Humph!"

Tang Ze Yiming let out a cold snort, and silently returned to the bottom line, but that didn't mean he would let it go.

His left knuckles pressed against the tennis ball, bringing the ball up to his eyes.

"this is!"

Seeing Tang Ze Yiming's familiar action, Buer's eyes froze, and his sharp eyes stared straight ahead.

Knuckle serve!

I didn't expect the opponent to serve this kind of serve, but soon he was relieved. With the opponent's bad personality, it is not surprising that he would study this kind of aggressive serve.

"Stain blood, brat!"

Tang Ze Yiming smiled arrogantly, his eyes were full of bloodlust.

The galloping tennis ball hit the ground, then bounced violently, and hit Fuji's knee directly.

Bu'er's leg muscles exerted force violently, his soft body swayed backwards, and he twitched his backhand.

boom!
The tennis ball is rolled back.

Tang Ze Yiming was disappointed that he couldn't see that Bu Er was injured, but he didn't stop the movement of his feet, and moved quickly to chase the ball.

The tennis ball hit again, Fu Er put on a posture and swung fiercely.

After hitting back, Fuji turned around handsomely and walked back to the baseline with the racket in his hands.

"The ball you hit will never go over the net again!"

With his back to Tang Ze Yiming, Bu Er said something lightly.

"What are you kidding, kid!"

Tang Ze Yiming roared angrily, he didn't believe that his return ball would fail to pass the net.

boom!
Tang Ze Yiming's right arm muscles swelled layer by layer, and the cuffs were full.

The tennis ball turned into a beam of light and slammed into Fuji's back with great force.

"be careful!"

The first-year contestants couldn't help but sweat for Buer when they saw Buer's behavior like this.

However, under the horrified eyes of everyone, the tennis ball suddenly fell close to the net and slowly rolled back to Tang Ze Yiming's feet.

"Irie, if Fuji-kun used this move when he fought you before, would you be able to fight back?"

Taneshima turned his head and asked Irie with great interest.

"I'm sure I won't be able to fight back! Fuji-kun's move is so powerful, my strength is not enough to break it!"

A gleam flashed in Irie's eyes, and a smile floated on the corner of his mouth.

"You bastard! I don't believe what you're saying!"

Tanejima shook his head, with an expression of I believe you.

No matter how Tang Ze Yiming struggled, no matter what the ball was, after Fuji used the guard of Hetongcris, he could not return the ball over the net.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 3:0."

Another four ACEs, Fuji directly won his own serve.

The first-year high school players on the No. [-] court erupted in cheers like a tsunami. The current situation has already turned one-sidedly towards them.

"You forced me to do this, brat!"

Tang Ze Yiming wiped the sweat off his brow, and kept thinking in his heart.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely lose!
Looking up, he happened to meet his friend's eyes, the two nodded slightly, and Tang Ze went back to the bottom line.

boom!
call out!
The moment Tang Ze Yiming hit the ball, a strange voice sounded.

The racket in his hand was thrown out of his hand, and both the ball and the racket aimed at Budu's body and flew away.

Buer's gaze was fixed, his right foot was exerted violently, and his body quickly dodged, the racket and tennis ball passed in front of Buer.

Clap!

The racket slammed into the wall behind it hard, sending fiber parts scattered all over the place.

Buer turned his head to look at the fragments on the ground, and the anger in his heart kept rising.

The means of this group of people are really carved out of the same mold!

"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my hands are sweating too much, and my hands slipped a bit!"

Tang Zeyiming rubbed his hands falsely against Fuji, the expression on his face made Fuji feel disgusted.

However, Tang Ze Yiming, who changed his racket to play, still remained stubborn, and the racket accidentally "dropped" out.

"This classmate, please pay attention to your behavior."

Even the referee couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded him aloud.

……

"This guy is really embarrassing, should I go out and stop this game."

Tuo Zhilong was furious, he just wanted to drive Tang Ze out of the room immediately.

"No, wait first. I can see what Bu Er means, as if he wants to teach him a lesson himself."

Seeing that Fuji had been avoiding the racket, Saitozhi shook his head and refused, not intending to fight back.

"What are you waiting for, this guy has completely embarrassed us!"

"Be safe and don't be impatient, just be quiet and watch."

Kurobe and Saito held the same opinion. He smiled and looked at Fuji on the field, while soothing Takuchi's emotions.

After being signaled by the three coaches, the referee quickly announced the score.

"Game, Tang Ze Yiming, 1:3."

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
On the bottom line, he slapped the tennis ball lightly a few times, and then grabbed it in front of his chest.

Ice blue eyes glanced at Tang Ze Yiming who was facing him, and he took a deep breath.

At this moment, the tennis ball in his hand exuded endless light.

boom!
The carrier rushed towards Tang Ze Yiming with an incomparably terrifying aura!
(End of this chapter)