Net King: Opening Ten Draws

The racket moves and intercepts it towards the air.

Bang! With both hands swinging, the tennis ball flew backwards without bursting too much 063 force.

Swish! In an instant, the tennis ball is like a bullet out of the chamber, and it bursts out, splashing dust and mist on the ground.

"It's so fast, it's the Minister's leverage, to form a high-speed confrontation with Atobe Rinbing!"

Bantian Jiazheng looked at the field excitedly. Although he couldn't see the path of the ball, he could recognize Sanji from his voice and made a counterattack.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The two were completely in a high-speed fight, and everyone in the audience could not see the movement of the ball, only to see the impact cyclone bursting out again and again on both sides of the field.

"This kind of high-intensity matchup is completely invisible, but I can feel the minister's hitting speed is still increasing."

Yuma Mutsu took a deep breath and said.

"It seems that the minister doesn't want to score, this game is going to be a protracted battle."

Yubu shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Won't get into a protracted war...Look at Sanji Motoichi"

Moonlight slowly opened its mouth.

Everyone raised their heads and their pupils shrank.

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Chapter 153: Try to stop me from scoring (6 more)

Chapter 153: Try to stop me from scoring

A faint blush appeared on Sanji Yuan's arms, which was a precursor to the formation of congestion, and this was just the second ball.

Although he can counterattack as fast as a storm, he is only able to counterattack, and the impact from the sweet spot is far beyond what ordinary people can bear.

Repeated counterattacks failed to break the Emperor's realm. Instead, he was constantly intercepting high-speed powerballs, causing his arms to overload.

Boom! Boom! Boom! On the field, the high-speed duel between the two is still going on.

The golden cyclone erupted continuously, the audience could not see the ball path clearly, only Sanji could see the swing by himself.

And Rin Bing, every time he hit back, it was like his arm disappeared, completely invisible.

"Damn..."

Bang! Another counterattack, Sanji Motoichi could feel the tingling pain in his arm.

The overtime stagnation caused the arm to fall into a state of load, and seeing Lin Bing's relaxed appearance, his sword heart was also affected at this moment.

"Your arm... is dead!"

Bang! The golden thin line flashed by, and the tennis ball did not bounce back high after landing, but slid forward.

For a moment... Sanji, who couldn't react, swiped his racket and could only watch the tennis ball fly out of bounds.

!Atobe Rin ice scores, the score is 30.

"Gudong..."

When the whistle was blown, the referee swallowed, and in the high-speed duel just now, he couldn't see how the two faced each other.

"huhu"

After the confrontation, Sanji Yuan squatted half of his body, his chest was violently bullied, and his arms were red and swollen gradually.

I don't know if it's because of physical exertion, or because of arm pain, more and more sweat on the forehead.

"The ball skills test is almost done. Next, I will end the game as soon as possible. Try to stop my pace of scoring."

The cold voice came, and Sanjimoto showed a wry smile on his face.

He has watched the match between the opponent and Irie, and naturally knows that Rin Bing has many scoring abilities, preventing this one, and the next one is waiting for him.

I made a guess before the game. Since I can't intercept the opponent's score, I can only bite the score.

But now the situation... bang! The sonic boom exploded and the tennis ball landed.

Sanji stared at this ball, the speed of the ball is not as fast as the previous serve, but still can not be underestimated.

After finally sensing the landing point of the high ball, he exerted force on both feet and rushed out quickly.

Feeling the outside corner in a hurry, swing the racket towards the tennis ball that is about to bounce off the landing spot.

However! The tennis ball rolls forward rapidly after landing, and there is no sign of rebound at all.

Tang Huaisel served! The ball was spun at a super high speed, and the audience, including Bingdi and others, showed their astonished eyes.

Because this time he played Tang Huai's serve, Bing did not sag his body, but hit him with a normal serving posture.

The tennis ball landed and flew out of bounds, hitting the wall.

!Atobe Rin ice score, than 0.

"Tanwhisper serves...no need to drop down.

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A smear of cold sweat ran across Shinichi's forehead.

"It's the Minister! The upper rotation strength of the Minister does not need to fall as an aid...this!!!"

Mitsugu quickly calculated on the notebook, and the only conclusion that came out was... the upper rotation has been enhanced to the point where it does not need the assistance of falling.

"Can this really be done..."

Yuezhi Yueguang frowned.

"Only in theory."

                 senior."

Bang! Tang Huaisel serves the ball! The golden streamer flashed quickly, running through the field in an instant, on the bottom line.

!Atobe Rin ice scores, the score is 1.

The first game is over.

The referee blows the whistle, but the game is far from over.

"There is absolutely no way to hit back, even if the ball won't bounce back, it's still so fast."

"The minister sees the tennis from the bottom to the top...otherwise the ball can't be hit back at all, it's too scary!"

"It's so strong, there's no way to respond."

Yamabuki and the others said in shock.

Even though it had only been a month since the last match, the strength displayed by Lin Bing still terrified them.

"Don't be stunned! Serve!"

The cold and cold voice spread slowly.

Hearing Rin Bing's words, Sanji Motoichi's tension gradually increased.

The two sides exchanged court rights.

"Damn...can't score the opponent's serve, can only work hard in my own serve."

Sanji Motoichi squeezed the racket tightly.

The thought flashed by, took a deep breath, and slammed the tennis racket to the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The overloading of the arm was taking a toll on him.

But as Yamabuki's minister, he won't give up the game at this time! Swish! Tennis volleyed into the air.

Dragging heavy arms, the racket swung, and the tennis ball flew out.

However, this ball was ultimately affected by the overload of the arm, and the impact of the burst was incomparable to the strength of the confrontation in the previous round.

"This ball.... try to hit back."

Lin Bing's expression was cold, her figure flashed, and she quickly appeared beside the tennis ball.

Holding the clap arm, it brought a violent wave of air.

Boom! The sound of powerful blows rang out, and the tennis ball spun around the court and hit the ground with extreme rotation.

The spin was too strong, Sanji Motoichi didn't dare to hit back at the first time, but he swung the racket after the tennis rebounded.

"so ordinary"

The tennis ball hit the racket, and Sanji Yuanichi was slightly taken aback.

The spin seems to disappear the moment it hits the racquet face and becomes a 1 normal flat shot.

Before he could think about it, Wang Haoli with his arm pushed the ball out.

But at the moment when the tennis racket took off, his expression changed.

The rotation of the ball is far less simple than the surface.

The tennis ball crossed a golden line and landed directly within its own bounds, failing to cross the net.

The Guard of the Hundred-Armed Giants! A counterattack with a forced spin!! Atobe Rinhi scored a score of 15.

The referee pronounces the score.

"Hu... son"

Sanji took a deep breath.

The overloading of his arms made his sense of the ball drop sharply, and he could not even perceive the spin.

"I! Never lose like this!"

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Chapter 154: The Limit of Thousand Trials (7 More)

Chapter 154: "Shit...damn it! Sanji Motoichi...stop panting.

His arm was overloaded, and he couldn't make a threatening counterattack at all.

As Lin Bing gradually showed other ball skills, he found that his kendo tennis seemed weak and could not achieve the expected results at all.

Kendo tennis, both offensive and defensive, is useless at this moment.