Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 87
"Does Mr. Nanjiro want to see Ryoma's performance? Unfortunately, Ryoma did not make a move today, and his opponent abstained." Inoue Mamoru said with a smile.

Inoue Mamoru is a big fan of Echizen Nanjiro, and he is confident that even if Nanjiro wears women's clothing, he can recognize it at a glance.

Knowing that his identity was found out, Nanjiro stopped pretending.

"Ahem, Ryoma still needs some experience. It's a pity that he can't make a move."

While speaking, he couldn't help looking at Shendailan in the field.

"It seems that Mr. Nanjiro is very concerned about Ai Jindai." Mamoru Inoue, who noticed all this, was quite surprised: "Does Mr. Nanjiro know Ai Jindai?"

"Ahem, that young man is not bad, and his talent is very good."

Nanjiro's words felt like an earthquake in Mamoru Inoue's heart.

How strong is Nanjiro?
He is standing at the top of the tennis world, killing the second fiercest man in the world 6-0.

Such an existence would give Shendailan a good evaluation.

It's hard to imagine.

"Next is the match of Qingxue's genius Fujisuke. I remember that Fujisuke seems to be quite strong."

"Well, it seems to be okay, the triple counterattack is quite brilliant."

Li Haida's side obviously didn't take Bu Er seriously.

"Fuer pair Kamdai, oops, it looks like Qingxue's genius is about to perish." Atobe of Bingdi had curly hair, gloating about his misfortune.

"Crack." Jindai Lan opened the tennis bag and took out the tennis racket.

This time the tennis racket is normal.

This scene made Qingxue heave a sigh of relief.

If Kamidailan defeats Fuji with a cross racquet, then Qingxue will really become the most humiliating background board.

However, they didn't find out.

They have already concluded in their hearts that this game is absolutely impossible to win.

In the first game, Shendailan served.

"Crack." There was silence in the audience, only the sound of Kandai Lan racketing the ball.

Now the score is 2:1. As long as they win this game, Fudo Peak will be the champion of the regional competition.

On one side is the mysterious Fudo Peak Minister, and on the other side is the genius of Seigaku.

This is the battle of focus.

"Shua." When the tennis ball was thrown, Kojiro kneeled, jumped up, and buckled the racket.

This is the perfect pose.

"Whoosh!" The tennis ball turned into a yellow light and pierced the half court in an instant.

"I see!" Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes, fixed his eyes on the incoming tennis ball, and when the tennis ball bounced off the ground, he raised his arms and swung the racket.

"This kind of strength doesn't look like a ball played at the national level." When the strength was fed back to the racket, Fuji frowned subconsciously.

"Testing me?" Bu Er suddenly felt a little funny in his heart.

Once upon a time, I, who always liked to hide my strength, was looked down upon by others.

Fate is quite a trick.

After hitting back, Fuji immediately ran towards the net.

"Huh? Going online immediately after fighting back, how aggressive is it?" Fuji Shusuke's outburst of fighting spirit was completely unexpected by Kandai Lan.

Obviously, Fuji Shusuke wanted to start the rhythm quickly and force Shendailan to use more strength.

Always good at hiding himself, he took it more seriously at the beginning, which made Shendailan quite satisfied.

"Maybe we can have a little more fun." Shendai Lan thought to himself, but at the same time, the movements of his hands did not stop.

When the wrist is reversed, change the original pumping posture to the racket face up, and hit a high lob freehand.

"His reaction is so fast, he adjusted the posture of the racket in an instant, and he can also complete high-quality lobs." Liu Lian'er mused, taking notes quickly.

At the same time, Qian was also taking notes, and the two of them seemed to have a feeling somewhere, and they looked at each other.

"professor."

"PhD."

After talking passionately to themselves, the two continued to write vigorously.

"Did he see through my intentions?" Looking at the high-altitude tennis ball, Fuji ran to the back helplessly, while thinking about the next countermeasures in his mind.

Jindai Lan, let me see what you are hiding.

Fuji Shusuke ran to the landing point before the tennis ball hit the ground, stepped on the ground with his left foot, twisted his body, and when the tennis ball bounced off the ground, he lashed out sharply.

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the net, and Shendai Lan had already gone online ahead of time, and just as the tennis ball had just passed the net, the tennis racket in his right hand was slammed hard.

"Bang!" A thunderous explosion sounded in the first half of Fuji.

"15-0."

"Sure enough, you can't underestimate him. As long as you slack off, you will be caught and score points." Buer's blue eyes were fixed on Shendailan.

"The genius of Qingxue, Bu Er Zhou Zhu." Shen Dailan stood back on the serving position with a calm face: "I advise you not to hold back, otherwise you will lose badly."

"It's a terrifying sense of oppression." Fuji subconsciously clenched the racket, thinking to himself: "Tezuka, is this the opponent you want to fight with?"

Looking at the ready posture, with a serious expression on his face, Ai Kojiro patted the tennis ball lightly.

"Bang!" The tennis ball quickly moved towards the best half.

"Strength and speed are not outstanding, is this the strength of Minister Fudo Peak?" Several Zhengxuan on Bingdi's side looked puzzled.

However, Li Haida's face was solemn. They had seen Xu's power with their own eyes, but they didn't think that Shendailan's ability was like this.

"Tap Tat Tat." Fuji took a step and pulled his arm lightly.

"Whoosh."

The tennis ball immediately headed towards Shendailan's half court with a special spin.

"Is it like a forehand slice? What a weird pose."

Unlike other people's confusion, Gan has already seen the way.

"This should be the best skill."

"He used his skills so quickly?"

"Senior, what do you mean?" Horio and Katsuro suddenly became excited! !

"That's right! It must be Feiyan returning to the nest!"

"Shua, Shua, Shua." The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, it spun strongly, and then violated the laws of physics, floating forward at a distance of about 1 centimeter.

At first glance, the tennis ball doesn't bounce when it hits the ground.

Faced with this weird ball, Shendailan looked very relaxed and freehand, pulling it casually while strolling in the courtyard.

"Crack."

The next moment, the tennis ball, which seemed to be flying close to the ground, slammed into the racket obediently, and hit Budu's left half.

"How is it possible?" Buer's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment: "Feiyan returned to the nest and was hit back like this?"

"I'm not mistaken, Fuji-senpai's Feiyan returning to the nest doesn't work?!" Katsuro and Horio, who were originally excited, seemed to be choked by someone, and they forcibly swallowed back their ready cheers.

"This should be his first time dealing with flying swallows returning to the nest." Qingxue Zhengxuan glanced at each other with a solemn expression.

"Sure enough, for you, these balls are easy to return." Tezuka's eyes were deep, full of fighting spirit.

Liu Lian'er narrowed her small invisible eyes, and said in a solemn tone, "You are indeed a genius of Qingxue, who can create such an interesting skill."

"It's a beautiful skill, but it's a coincidence, it's very similar to one of mine~~" Komyo Lan looked at Fuji with a smile: "Next, let me show you the skill I created."

(End of this chapter)