Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 339

Seeing the falling tennis ball, Liu Sheng's eyes narrowed, and the racket in his hand swung out suddenly, and with a bang, the flying ball flew straight towards Ju Xing, who was facing him like a bolt of lightning.

5 serve?

Tachibana, who also heard what Marui said, squinted her eyes. She would never trust someone from Qingxue, not to mention that the other party was brought out by Edogawa himself.So, she quickly ran to the midfield, and at the same time raised the racket in her hand to aim at the tennis ball. She can definitely do it with such a ball.
hum-

Before thoughts crossed her mind, Ju Xing's pupils trembled.

bang——

sand--

The ball actually turned around and passed her and hit the ground heavily, then slid against the plastic, the two rubbed against each other and made a rustling sound, and finally returned to the net and stopped, sticking firmly to the net, Not a penny more, not a penny less.

Zero chipping? ? ?

no, no
The turns and angles are particularly tricky, and it still sticks to the ground.

Looking at the ball in front of the net, Ju Xing frowned. Is this the No. 5 serve?
beep—

"Game Qingxue, 15-0."

"It turns out that this is the No. 5 serve that made Lihai Daimarui suffer. It's really good data."

"Hey, Qingxue, who is at a disadvantage on this serve? I hit it back, I hit it back!!!!"

Although Marui roared in the stands above, Gan still ignored him. How could he not remember such good data, not to mention, Lianji used this to fool him several times. But he was all suffocated, now that he knew it, not to mention how happy he was.So with a movement of the pen in his hand, he quickly wrote down the data in the notebook.

slap~
slap~
Liu Sheng flicked the ball again, then threw it into the air with his hand, took a step back with his right leg, slightly curved his left hand and raised it to his chest, and pointed his right hand obliquely at the ground.

Sand~
Ju Xing looked at her posture, narrowed her eyes slightly, separated her feet, and sank a little more.Her movements were reflected in her pupils, and when the sound of hitting the ball sounded, she rushed out instantly.With two clicks, he ran to the front of the net and stood still. When the ball passed the net, he immediately led the racket.

Snapped--

bang——

The tennis ball bounced back, hit the ground at a right angle, hit the wall with a bang, and then fell to the ground and rolled.

beep—

"Game Fudo Peak, 15-15."

Snapped--

bang——

"Game does not move peak, 0-2, rest for 90 seconds."

"Yo ho, as expected of our minister, he won two rounds as soon as he started." Xiangzi Hase smiled and handed her the towel, "We must keep it up."

Ju Xing took the towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said lightly: "The competition will really begin."

"Eh?" Bangqiu Maya's eyes widened in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Ju Xing didn't speak, but turned to look at Liu Sheng on the opposite bench, her pupils shrank, that guy was about to start.

Liu Sheng sat on the bench, took a sip of mineral water, and after swallowing the water, his eyes fell on his right hand, thinking of the air current that climbed up her arm but disappeared, he tightened his fingers, his eyes gradually darkened .

What exactly is the layer of airflow that Tangerine Xing hits the ball?
Thinking about it, he breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head to look at Ying Yi in the stands behind him, with a faint smile still on his face, and his voice was as clear as water, "Hey, Minister, you don't mind."

Upon hearing this, except for Fujiwara and Goto, everyone including Nanwang turned their heads to look at Sakuraichi in doubt.

"Eh," Sakura responded lightly, but did not explain, she closed her eyelids, and said indifferently: "Two rounds."

Two innings?

Hearing this word, everyone was even more puzzled.

(End of this chapter)