Net King: Opening Ten Draws

Yuma Mutsu grinned, the game was full of hardships, and Kishimoto and Banda performed very well.

Respect your opponent and respect yourself.

'thanks.

' The two of them stood up and clasped their hands together.

After the handshake, everyone turned around and walked off the field without too many polite words.

"It's my turn... Rin Bing said indifferently, the moment he left, the temperature of the entire arena dropped sharply.

The Ice Emperor and others seemed to be used to this scene, but the horror in the audience's eyes could not be concealed, and everyone held their breath and looked at Lin Bing.

Swish! Reaching out and pulling out the silver-white racket, Lin Bing walked towards the arena step by step.

At this moment, the big screen has also transformed into a new list.

Atobe Rin Bingshan Jigenichi.

Step! The crisp footsteps echoed throughout the arena, and the noise in the audience instantly stopped.

Tata! The momentum slowly rose, and while Lin Bing walked to the arena, she glanced at Yamabuki and exited the battle seat.

People who saw Lin Bing's eyes lowered their heads one after another, and couldn't help but feel surrendered, "Senior Sanji, it's time for you to come up!"

Cold tone, cold eyes, gloomy atmosphere.

The extreme pressure enveloped the arena, and the dust and mist particles slowly floated up.

Even Irijiang had to avoid Lin Bing's peripheral vision and look elsewhere.

"Atobe Rinbin... Sanji Yuan was under pressure, his expression pale, and he felt a lot of pressure before the official start of the game.

He grabbed the racket, stood up, and walked toward the field step by step.

Just like Irie at the beginning, the closer you get to the arena, the heavier the pressure you feel. The difference is that Motoichi Sanji is weak, and his footsteps are not slow.

The momentum of the two households continued to collide on the field, and the dust was disturbing, and the audience from far away could feel the pressure.

"Senior Sanji's strength is indeed much stronger than Irie."

Lin Bing looked indifferently towards the front.

Under the stern face, a stronger momentum erupted from the body, and the whole arena.

This time, the surrounding air waves dissipated, the trees shook violently, and the momentum of Sanji Motoichi also dissipated at this moment.

Sanji Yuan, who had not yet reached the center of the arena, stopped, with a faint wry smile on his face.

"Can the momentum still increase, just kidding."

He groaned, staring at the feeling of suffocation and walked to the center of the arena.

The moment he stood in front of Lin Bing, his aura completely disappeared.

A touch of cold sweat also came from Sanji Yuanichi's forehead.

Lin Bing looked at each other calmly, lifted...the suppression of momentum, and the atmosphere of the entire arena returned to the ocean.

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There were calls for please from the audience, and most of the people were affected by the confrontation between the two.

In particular, the audience who acted in the front can clearly feel that the momentum of Sanji Yuanichi has been crushed, and the strength of Rinbing is too terrifying.

The momentum alone made Sanji Moto sluggish in place, unable to imagine what would happen in the upcoming match.

"I was put together by your Ice Emperor this time. I didn't expect...we would stop in the first round."

Sanji Yuanichi said with a wry smile.

"Coach Banda is well-known for his ability to play tactics. If we don't make changes properly, today's game will be very hard."

Lin Bing spoke, and without waiting for the referee to blow the whistle, she turned and walked towards the bottom line.

"Uh... beep! In the first round of the East Tournament, Ice Emperor played against Yamabuki, and the third singles match began, and Ajibe Rinbing took the lead!"

The referee blows the whistle to start the game.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Lin Bing didn't talk nonsense either, she took out a tennis ball and slapped it on the ground.

The chill of the ice-blue pupils became stronger as the tennis ball beat.

As if feeling Rin Bing's seriousness, Sanji Motoichi couldn't help but get nervous and squeezed the racket tightly with both hands.

Ding dong! Sanji Yuanichi, physical strength: level 5, soul strength: level 4, ball skills: kendo hitting.

Huh! Ignoring the information in my mind, Lin Bing threw the tennis ball into the sky.

Jumping with knees bent, slapping arms swinging wildly.

The serving posture like a textbook appeared in front of everyone, and it was perfect.

0...Boom! The crisp hitting sound resounded, and the tennis ball burst out, like a bullet out of the chamber, turning into a golden streamer and disappearing in everyone's eyes.

"This...this is too much!"

The audience exclaimed.

Most people can't even see how the tennis ball flies across the court, only the golden tail remains behind.

"My God, the minister's tee shot is approaching the sonic speed of moonlight."

Yuma Mutsu exclaimed that although there was no exaggerated continuous impact like a sonic serve, it was far beyond the speed of an ordinary high school student.

"Minister...should be able to fight faster."

Mitsugu frowned.

At the moment of serving, he clearly saw that Lin Bing's muscles were not completely tense, and it was obvious that the ball was still reserved.

Bang! The tennis ball bounces off the ground, and the powerful impact brings... a more powerful rebound.

Dust sputtered from the ground and quickly bounced forward.

"Very fast...but! Can fight back!"

Sanji Motoichi has a wealth of game experience.

From the moment Rin Bing served the ball, he knew that it was a high-speed serve, so he kept his eyes on the hitting point of the tennis ball.

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Chapter 151: As fast as a storm (4 more)

Chapter 151: The speed of the ball is as fast as the wind 4, and the movements of Sanji Yuanichi's feet are not slow.

The calf muscles twitched, and the explosive force was transmitted to the feet and quickly rushed to the landing point.

Bang! The racket was activated and hit a place in the air, and a 1 tennis ball appeared in the center of the racket.

"Good weight."

Sanji Yuan's face sank.

The power of the ball was transmitted from the handle, the arm trembled violently, and there was severe pain in the five fingers.

But he reacted very quickly, quickly squeezed the racket with his other arm, and pushed the ball back with both arms at the same time.

The tennis shot burst, like an arrow off the string, tearing through the air and rushing to the bottom line along the way.

Two-handed strikebacks have the advantage of maximizing swing speed, power, but almost zero spin.

Lin Bing glanced at her, her footsteps lifted slightly, and she appeared in front of the tennis ball in the next second.

Silver and white hold high, drop "[*]" in tennis

In an instant, the ground bounced, and the racket swept out.

Super Half Volley! "So fast!"

Sanji Motoichi's pupils shrank slightly.

The half-volley itself will reverse the power of the opponent's shot.

Coupled with Lin Bing's own swing strength, the super half-volley hits the ball much faster than the normal return.

It can almost equal the speed of the serve just now! "Damn!"

Sanji Motoichi can only make judgments based on the memory of the last impact point.

The speed of hitting the ball was too fast, he didn't see the path of the ball clearly, he could only rely on his feeling! After a series of simulations in his mind, he slammed into the air.

Bang! "I guessed it!"

Sanji Motoichi showed a happy expression, the racket swung, and the tennis ball flew towards the diagonal position.

"It's as fast as a storm!"

Tennis had just crossed the net, and the cold voice echoed on the court.

He raised his head abruptly, only to see Lin Bing blocking the tennis ball early, his arm pulled out dozens of afterimages and waved.

Boom! The ball instantly disappeared in place.

This time, Sanji Motoichi didn't see the hitting point! The tennis ball turned into a thin golden line and went straight through the arena. No one in the audience could see clearly how Rin Bing was hitting back. Only the black smoke on the ground indicated that the ball just now didn't work. Out of bounds! Bang! There was a crash from the backcourt wall, the tennis ball was embedded in the wall, and the cracks spread.

"This...this...please wait a moment!"

The referee hurriedly called up the eagle eye monitor, and after repeated confirmation, he blew the whistle! Inbound ball!!

The audience was silent at first, and then there was an uproar.

"It's too fast! I couldn't see anything just now, not even the swing."

"At that moment, I thought Rinhi Atobe's arm disappeared, right, even hitting the ball so fast!"

"How did you do it? It's an exaggeration!!! The audience talked a lot, and their eyes were full of surprises that couldn't be concealed.

And Yuezhi Yueguang on the sidelines also showed condensed.

"Moonlight, that ball just now..."

Mitsugu's face was pale, and he didn't see anything during the whole process from hitting the ball to scoring.

"At least 225, the minister's response...too fast!"

Moonlight said solemnly.