The black bishop of the net king

Chapter 189

"The king stands tall in the sea!"

"Fudo Peak will win!"

"Fudo Peak will win!"

After the four of Akira Kamio stepped onto the court, the audience in the stands let out their best shouts.

It's just that the number of supporters of Fudo Peak obviously overwhelmed the number of supporters of Li Haida.

This game.

If Fudo Peak wins, then Fudo Peak will create a history, the first team to enter the national competition and win the national championship.

This kind of plot that only appeared in hot-blooded comics made the blood of the audience in the stands boil uncontrollably.

before the net.

"Please give me more advice!" Akira Kamio looked at Liu Renji and Nioh Masaharu with solemn faces.

In the Kanto Tournament, Kamio Akira and the others have witnessed the strength of Liu Renji's doubles team, how terrifying it is.

Akira Kamio and the others naturally did not have any intention of relaxing in their hearts.

"Please teach me more~"

Yanagi Renji and the others held the outstretched palms of Kamio Akira and Ishida Tetsu.

Although the sound of cheering towards Fudong Peak made Liu Lian'er and the two of them feel very uncomfortable, they didn't show any signs of it on their faces.

Li Haida is the king.

Since he is a king, he should have the courage to be a king.

Guess over!

Fudofeng won the serve first!
"The match begins! One set to win!"

"Akira Kamio and Ishida Tetsu serve from Fudomine Junior High School!" The referee pointed at Fudomine's half court, and the whistle sounded.

After Kamio Akira and Ishida Tetsu exchanged glances, they immediately set up the tactical formation they used in the previous battle against Shitenbaoji.

"Do you want to use the wave ball?" Liu Lian'er looked at the formation of Fudo Peak, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Up!"

After Akira Kamio let out a low growl, he tossed the tennis ball in his hand high in front of him, and then put his right foot on the ground, and he jumped up instantly.

There was a sound of wind blowing on the arm, and the racket pressed down against the tennis ball.

Blue Wind Cleansing!
boom!
A circle of white air rippled, and the tennis ball was like a sharp arrow, piercing the sky and sweeping towards Liu Lian and the two of them.

"Is it just that the speed of the ball is already close to 190?" The moment Akira Kamio made a shot, a series of statistics appeared in Liu Lian'er's eyes.

Ball speed, spin, angle...

"However, compared to Sanada's invisible swing, that's all!"

Liu Lian'er's strides moved, and before the tennis ball landed, it had already arrived at the position where it hit the ball and took a step backward.

"The angle of rebound is 37, topspin..." Liu Lian'er's body swayed sideways, and after the tennis ball rebounded, the racket in his hand struck away!

boom!
With a roar, the tennis ball immediately turned into a white light and flew back towards Kamio Ming.

"Did you catch my Cangfeng Jingxun so easily?" Akira Kamio focused his eyes, and chased after the tennis ball with a light body.

With an oblique cut from the racket, he took advantage of the situation to hit the tennis ball back to Lihai University's half court.

"Don't underestimate us!"

Nioh Masaharu had a fox-like smile on his face. He was still in the left rear just now, and he quickly appeared at the tennis ball.

After Nioh Masaharu lowered his center of gravity, he swung the racket at the tennis ball suddenly!
boom!
The tennis ball that had just bounced back was hit back.

"Boom!"

Nioh Masaharu let out a soft hum, like the sound of bubble gum popping.

When Masaharu Nioh's mouth sounded, the tennis ball happened to collide with the net, and it rolled and landed on the net after rolling for a certain distance.

pat, pat!
The tennis ball rolled down the net and landed on Fudo Peak's half court, and rebounded twice, Marui Bunta's secret skill net crossing!

"15:0!" The referee blew his whistle immediately.

Akira Kamio didn't expect Nioh Masaharu to copy and use Marui Bunta's secret technique so quickly, and he didn't react for a while.

"Ishida!" Akira Kamio and Tetsu Ishida looked at each other.

Fudo Peak's second round of serve was directly replaced by Ishida Tetsu from Akira Kamio.

"Did you change so soon?" Liu Lianer narrowed his eyes as he looked at Ishida Tetsu who was slapping the tennis ball on the opposite side!

Swing serve!

boom!
A deafening roar exploded on the racket, roaring towards Liu Lian'er!

"The speed of the ball is 165, and the spin of the tennis ball is not as good as Kamio's serve..." In Liu Lian'er's eyes, various data of Ishida Tetsu's undulating serve suddenly appeared.

But neither Liu Renji nor Nioh Masaharu made any moves, allowing the tennis ball to explode in their half court.

"15:15!"

boom!
"40:15!"

boom!
"Game! Fudomine Junior High School Akira Kamio and Tetsu Ishida win, score 1:0!"

Relying on Ishida Tetsu's fluctuating serve, Fudofeng took the next step first and kept his serve!

……

"Lihai is in great danger!"

After seeing that Liu Lianer and the two of them had nothing to do with Ishida Tetsu's fluctuating serve, the audience who supported Li Haida in the stands couldn't help but began to worry.

but.

On the court, Liu Renji and Nioh Masaharu's faces were still extremely calm, and this was just a tactic they had arranged.

bang bang bang

Nioh Masaharu slapped the tennis ball lightly, and his eyes swept over Kamio and Akira.

After seeing Masaharu Nioh serving the ball, the expressions on the faces of Akira Kamio and Tetsu Ishida became serious.

Akira Kamio and the others don't know what kind of serve Nioh Masaharu, who is good at imitating tennis, will use later.

Throw the ball!take off!swing!

Nioh Masaharu waved the racket in his hand, and pressed down hard on the tennis ball in front of him.

boom!
A white streamer suddenly appeared above the court!

The serve used by Nioh Masaharu is obviously Kamio Akira's Canofeng Jingxun.

"Don't look down on people, how can a mere counterfeit be an opponent of the real one!" After Akira Kamio moaned, he moved quickly, and arrived at the landing point of the tennis ball with precision.

The slender arm swung, and the racket drew an arc in the air.

boom!
The tennis ball suddenly flew back towards Li Haida's half court.

however.

Just as the tennis ball flew across the net, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Nioh Masaharu's figure appeared at the landing point of the tennis ball.

There was a crisp hitting sound.

Nioh's racket hit everything, and the tennis ball was ejected from the racket, hitting the side post of the net, and reflected into Fudo Peak's half court.

"15:0!"

The game continues!

Nioh Masaharu raised his hand, and there was a sharp sound of wind pressure, and the tennis ball hit Kamio Akira's feet like a bolt of lightning.

When Akira Kamio was about to hit back, the tennis ball changed its angle strangely and rushed out of the court along the racket.

Erqi Qianju of Yiwu Shensi!
"Even Fukasa's serve has been copied by this guy? What a rogue skill!" Akira Kamio fixed his eyes on Nioh Masaharu.

(End of this chapter)