Net King: Opening Ten Draws

The four of them are Keigo Atobe, Tezuka, Muraiichi, and Genichiro Sanada.

Originally, four of them had a match at the Tennis Park today, and they had a one-day friendly match between the United States and the United States. Today, with the tickets sent by Lin Bing, they hurried to the Central Stadium.

"It looks like Senior Lin Bing has just played... The total score is 2."

Tezuka Kunimitsu took a deep breath and calmed his panting.

"I heard that the captain of the US team is Echizen Ryuya, the eldest son of Echizen Nanjiro."

Sanada Genichiro said seriously.

"I don't know who will win the final match between the two."

Seiichi Yukimura stared closely at the arena.

"It must be brother, how could he lose."

A confident smile hung on Abe's face..........................Please subscribe..."I finally waited for these two to play. , Atobe Rinbing, Echizen Ryuya."

Mamoru Inoue in the press area raised his camera and looked at the arena with a little excitement.

Today, he came here, besides...watching the Japan-US friendly match, the most important thing is...watching the match between Atobe Rinhi and Echizen Ryuya.

Now that Lin Bing finally appeared, how could he not be excited.

Sakakitaro, Huamura Aoi, Byodoin Phoenix, Tenyu Hayate and others all set their sights on the arena.

The single-player game touched the hearts of the audience.

Under everyone's attention, Echizen Ryuya slowly stood up from the seat and grabbed the racket with a dashing look.

Echizen Ryuya! The captain of the American club's squadron, known as one of the American generation.

"Is he... Echizen Ryuya, he really looks like Mr. Nanjiro."

"It's very similar, exactly the same as when they were young, but aren't they adoptive fathers and sons?"

"Well, who knows about this kind of celebrity."

The audience talked a lot, watching the two of them stand on the field with excitement.

"Echizen Ryuya...Mr. Nanjiro's son, American contemporary.

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Byodoin Phoenix listened to the discussions around him, and couldn't help being curious about Longya.

Although I don't want to admit it, Byodoin Phoenix is ​​very clear that if there is no accident, Rin Bing is... the strongest of their generation.

A Japanese contemporary.

1 and American contemporary.

Contest.

"Interesting, I don't know the strength of these two little guys, which one is stronger."

Tian Yu Bingfeng is also full of curiosity.

The two came to Qiu and stood far away, and the arena was filled with a strong fighting spirit.

"Finally, I can show my strength without any scruples, Atobe Rinbing."

Echizen Ryuya said with a smile on his face.

He has been waiting for the sky for a long time. Since he opened the realm of selflessness, his strength has crushed the American generation, and he has not encountered a person of equal strength for a long time.

The match between Rin Bing and Ralph that day made his blood boil, and he wanted to fight Rin Bing on the spot to see who was stronger.

"Your strength is good, I hope you don't let me down."

Lin Bing spoke calmly.

Ryuya's talent is indeed much higher than that of Echizen Ryoma, and in Kuniichi... mastered the Samurai Triple Strike created by Yu Nanjiro.

Echizen Ryuga, physical strength level 5, soul strength level 6.

Skills: Samurai swipe, Samurai slam, external spin, Samurai volley, no-self realm.

"Hey, by the way, aren't you going to take off your jacket?"

Seeing the coat on his shoulders, Echizen Ryuya flattened her mouth and said without hesitation.

"Then it depends on whether you have... the strength."

Lin Bing said something, turned around and walked to the teeing area.

Beep beep! Japan-US friendly match between junior high school, the singles match is about to start, Rinhi Atobe will serve first! The game starts! The referee blows the whistle for the start of the game!  … ........................... Ask for a subscription ................................ ................

Chapter 235: Samurai Three Volleys (4 more)

Chapter 235 : Samurai Three Strikes Four! Tennis shot up into the sky, Lin Bing looked at the sky, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Echizen Ryuya, let me see how strong you are as a descendant of the samurai!"

Boom! The roar exploded, the turbulent momentum ravaged the arena, and a strong sense of oppression swept all around.

The audience, who were still full of excitement, felt it was difficult to breathe after feeling the suffocating momentum.

The moment the racket hits the tennis ball.

The muscles of Lin Bing's arms swelled while holding the racket, and the rays of light converged on the tennis ball and hit it out.

The surroundings were covered with heavy air pressure.

Boom! A shock wave spread out from the impact point, the air repels all around like an ocean wave, and the center of the arena turns into a vacuum area.

The tennis ball was blasted like a cannonball, and when it swept over the net, it almost made the entire net stingy.

"Interesting, isn't it possible to burst out such power just by hitting the ball, monster."

Echizen Ryuya's eyes narrowed slightly.

Feeling the turbulent air waves, his chest was a little dull and depressed.

The entire audience fell into a sluggishness. Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the game, Lin Bing played such an exaggerated powerball.

"This guy... got stronger."

Returning to the Byodo-in Temple of God, his face paled slightly.

Boom! The tennis ball hits the ground.

There was a strong vibration on the ground, and the audience in the front row could feel the obvious vibration under their feet.

The air wave erupted, and the surrounding dust and mist rose up, covering the stadium.

After the rebound, the power of the tennis ball is not reduced, and it goes straight to the front of Longya.

Before the ball arrives, the air wave arrives first.

"Very strong, but... acceptable."

Echizen Ryuya raised the racket and crossed down toward the position where the tennis ball landed.

A sharp light flashed, and the tennis ball hit the racket surface, the impact force weakened rapidly, and the ultimate strength seemed to be hit by some kind of force, turning into a cyclone and spreading.

The strength of the sphere became stronger and stronger, and Echizen Ryuya's complexion changed slightly.

The impact of the ball is far beyond imagination, although it is not a light hit, but it is not weak.

Bang! The arm is soft, the racket is released, and the five fingers can no longer catch the powerful ball.

In the violent crash, the tennis ball and the racket flew out of bounds at the same time.

!Atobe Rin ice scores, the score is 15.

"After the samurai, can't I even catch a ball from me?"

Rin Bing spoke indifferently, and the words were full of domineering.

It is clear that the voice does not strike, but it is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

With the wind blowing jacket.

Standing on the arena, Lin Bing is like an emperor who reigns over the world, making people feel in awe.

"Hey, if you knew you had used that trick, who would have known how perverted your power was."

Echizen Ryuya looked at Rin Bing speechlessly.

It's obviously a thin body, but the amount of explosion is more exaggerated than what Watanabe broke out at the beginning.

Turn around, pick up the racket, and assume a defensive stance again.

The racket didn't suffer much.

Knowing that Lin Bing's strength is very strong, Long Ya changed it to a heavy game before playing.

The shot just now was indeed surprising, but if it were to be done again, he would have many ways to hit back.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The tennis racket hit the ground.

The orderly beating sound didn't stop until Longya was ready.

Swish! Lin Bing jumps and slaps.

The roar sounded again, and the tennis ball shot out.

............Subscribe.......Boom! Another tee shot with extreme power, the ground shook, and the ground was full of dust.

After the ball hit the ground, it did not bounce back immediately, but was crushed by a huge force and stagnated on the ground.

"Interesting, the power is so powerful."

Echizen Ryuya's eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

Stepping forward, he quickly pulled the racket to his waist, in the posture of a samurai drawing a sword.

Swipe! The tennis ball bounced, and the racket swept across the sound, just like the posture of drawing a knife, and quickly slashed towards the ultimate rebounding ball.

The harsh friction sound spread, and the ball was denatured by the sudden impact of the racket.

At this moment, the impact force of the ball and the spin were broken at the same time, and it became an ordinary shot.

Samurai Volley! Use a quick slash at the edge of the racket to spin the opponent's counterattack.

Boom! The tennis ball bounces and skims the net.