Net King: Obtain Kise Ryota’s ability at the beginning

"Would you like to take a break?"

Qianshi Qingchun looked at the sweat stains on Kimuraji's body, and couldn't help but say loudly.

"No need, the opportunity to serve is given to you, start quickly."

Kimuraji rejected Chiishi's kindness, and for him he is now in good condition.

"Then you're welcome."

Seeing this, Qianshi Qingchun no longer insisted, anyway, he had already given Kimura a driver's meeting.

Qianshi Qingchun threw the ball, and then his gaze froze, and the racket swung down heavily.

Bang!

In Kimuraji's eyes, Chishi's pure serve is better than those previous selections, whether it is strength or spin, and it is really worthy of Yamabuki's singles ace in the future.

Not enough, though!

Kimuraji stepped out a few steps and pumped the ball into his opposite corner with a powerful backhand.

"What a quick fight back!"

It was only with Kimuraji that he felt that strong sense of oppression, and before he could even move a few steps from the right end line, Kimuraji's counterattack had already pressed him back to the bottom line.

Boom!

The mustard yellow ball was constantly spinning on the pure racket net of Chishi, and Chishi's racket emitted a wail. There was no hand left for the thousand Ishimuraji, and this ball infused Kimuraji's whole body.

"It's so heavy!"

Qianshi Qingchun seemed to be the first time he encountered someone of his age who could suppress him, and if he hadn't put his other hand on the end of the handle in time, his racket would have even been shaken down by this ball.

Chiseki swung the racket upwards sharply, and in the previous match between Kimuraji and his predecessors, Chiseki had discovered that Kimuraji liked to use his power to destroy the balance of his opponent and then volleyed online, he knew that this ball would be no exception, but he would not give Kimuraji such a chance.

"It's a high hanging ball!"

"This kind of height Kimura can't play a killing ball!"

The eyes of the other candidates lit up, and Chiseki's pure choice could be said to be very correct, because Kimura's figure had already appeared near the midfield.

"Oh? Not bad! "

Kimuraji appreciates Chiseki's pure ball quotient, and the opponent's choice of this ball is not bad.

Kimuraji turned back, lowering his center of gravity and cutting the racket from under the tennis ball.

"It's a hanging short ball!"

"Oops, Senseki he can't chase this ball!"

The people of Yamabuki Middle School were shocked when they saw Kimuraji's hanging short ball like an antelope, they thought that Kimuraji would only use speed and brute force to win, but they did not expect Kimuraji's skills and on-the-spot adaptability to be so good.

"Game, Kimuraji, 15:0."

Kanya Fuda had a smile on his face, and Kimuraji's performance couldn't fault even him.

"Whew! You are really strong! Chishi

, who had not been able to catch this goal, let out a soft breath, he himself could not remember how long it had been since he met an opponent who could put so much pressure on him.

"You're not bad either!"

The corners of Kimuraji's mouth raised, he was not speaking politely, Chishi's pure strength was more than those seniors before.

"I'm not going to be polite anymore! You'd better be aware! Senishi

took a deep breath, Kimuraji's strength made him understand that he could no longer have any reservations.

"Let the horse come, Sengoku!"

Kimuraji slowly walked to the bottom line on the left, no matter how hard Chiseki tried, the winner of this match could only be him.

Sou!

The tennis ball in Qianshi's hand was thrown high by him, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"This ball is thrown so high and the point is not easy to control, right?"

"Qianshi, is he upset?"

The people of Yamabuki were very puzzled, how to serve such a high point of Chishi?

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Qianshi jumped up, and the height of the jump was extremely high.

"Tiger Cannon!"

Qianishi's pure arm swung down heavily, and the gravity of the fall and his own strength hit the smash-style serve at the high point like a cannonball, and the air involved in the bottom of the tennis ball along the way formed a strong whistling.

Boom!

A dull crash sounded, and the bouncing tennis ball hit the barbed wire behind it hard.

Sting!

Sting!

The barbed wire was constantly vibrating, making a shrill sound.

“ACE！ Thousand Stones Purity, 15:15. Kan

Fuda also smiled slightly, although Chishi's serve was powerful, there were many flaws, and he believed that Kimuraji had also discovered it.

"Shhh!"

"What a powerful serve!"

"This ball speed! This power! The

rest of Yamabuki Middle School gasped one after another, and Qianshi's pure tiger cannon made them refresh their understanding of Qianshi again.

"I'm going on, Kimura!"

Listening to the praise coming from his ears, Chiseki felt that his steps were a little lighter.

"Tiger Cannon!"

The sound of hitting the ball resounded throughout the audience, and just when everyone thought that Chiseki was going to serve again and score without contact, Kimuraji strode out and then quickly volleyed out with his arm.

Boom!

The mustard yellow ball kept circling in Kimuraji's net, and as the muscles in Kimuraji's arm bulged, a golden streamer shot out from his hand.

Boom!

"Game, Kimuraji, 30:15."

Kanda Gan also smiled slightly and reported the score.

Sure enough, as he thought, Chishi's serve has too many areas for improvement, and such a serve is very effective against players who are not as good as himself, but I am afraid that it will have little effect against players who are stronger than himself.

"How is this possible!"

Chiseki's face was incredulous, and his proud serve was actually hit back by Kimuraji on the second ball. In fact, what he didn't know was that Kimura could hit back with the first ball, but in order to include the information of this ball, Kimura chose to give up.

"I don't believe it!"

Chiseki served again, this time he jumped higher, and the roar of the tiger cannon was even more amazing.

However, a racket still firmly intercepted the bouncing tennis ball, and the swift half-volley instantly hit the ball back into Chishi's court. At this time, Qianshi had just fallen from the air, and there was no time to chase out to catch the ball.

Bang!

Bang!

"The game was scored by Kimuraji, and the score was 2:0."

The rest of Yamabuki Middle School was quiet, and Kimuraji's performance made them feel in awe of this first grade. Chiseki's pure tiger cannon they thought that there was absolutely no way to crack it in such a short time, but Kimuraji successfully cracked Chiseki's pure tiger cannon in the second ball, which made the rest of Yamabuki Middle School thoroughly understand the huge gap between themselves and Kimuraji.

The game entered the third inning, Kimuraji's serve.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The mustard yellow ball pressed continuously on Kimuraji's palm, and then Kimuraji threw the ball with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The high-flying tennis ball caught everyone's attention, and they found that Kimuraji's ball was higher than Chishi's.

"Tiger Cannon!"

In the shocked gaze of everyone, Kimuraji jumped from the ground like a spring, and his right hand was heavily buckled.

The huge roar of the tiger descending the mountain was extremely harsh, and the huge wave of qi brought by this ball made the sweat roots on Qianshi Qingchun's body stand up.