Net King: Opening Ten Draws

The old students showed their excited expressions one after another. In their opinion, just maintaining this speed of the ball can definitely score [*]% in the serving game.

"Very fast serve."

Although shocked, he remained absolutely calm.

Analyzing Yuezhi Yueguang's actions just now in his mind, decompose the picture just now into tens of thousands of small pairs, and extract the skills inside.

But just as he used the method of decomposition and absorption to prepare to integrate into his perfect tennis, a strong and obscure atmosphere spread around him.

In less than ten seconds, his concentration was affected.

.............................Bang! Boom! Boom! The overlapping sounded again, and in my eyes, the speed of the ball seemed to become: faster .

But he was very clear in his heart that his attention was disturbed by his mental power, and he did not fully focus on Yuezhi Yueguang.

"Is it mental tennis? Senior Moonlight's strength is high speed ball and mental ball skills."

He tightened the racket in his hand, revealing a solemn expression.

The danger of mental ball skills is self-evident, even Polk, who has opened a different dimension, is also influenced by Lin Bing's mental ball skills: and even almost ruined his career.

Even if Yuezhi Yueguang's spiritual skills are not as strong as Lin Bing, any skills linked to the word "spirit" are enough to make him cautious.

! Yuezhi Yueguang Deen, the score is 30.

"Wow... This hair speed is too fast, how can it be possible to win the game like this."

"It's unlikely to win, after all, it's a second-year senior, and it's the championship singles last year."

"Not necessarily, although you can't hit the serve back, but you can keep your serve and drag the game down no one knows what will happen."

"Yes, yes! He is the strongest among his peers I have ever seen. I believe him."

The freshmen were talking a lot, but......the old man was not surprised by the scene in front of him.

Especially the obscure atmosphere made them think it was impossible to win the game.

Boom! Boom! Boom! There was another clear overlapping sound, and the tennis ball rolled out of bounds.

!The more intelligent moonlight score, the score is 40.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The last ball fell out of bounds, and Yuezhi Yueguang took the lead in winning the next game.

!The more intelligent moonlight score, the score is 1.

However, the score this time made Yuezhi Yueguang look surprised.

Because the moment the tennis ball passed by, the opponent's body trembled slightly.

Although there was only a slight tremor, it was captured by the Yuezhi moonlight.

"Have you started to react? Interesting... Then let me see if you can hit my Mach serve in this game."

The two sides switched sides, and Yuezhi Yueguang took a defensive stance.

"It's too fast, the speed of the ball is 24. I just heard the second-year senior say this: Wang Hao, who is completely stupid."

"Isn't it true, the professional ball speed is 280, but Luna Kwang's head shot 245.

Just 35 is...professional speed."

The freshmen talked a lot, and their faces were full of admiration.

"In the serve game of Moonlight, it is very difficult to play, and now I can only see if I can defend my serve."

Mitsuya Yakuto picked up the notebook, but after thinking about it, he put it down.

Because there is really nothing to record, the perfect ball style makes no flaws at all, except... with super fast speed or Xeon strength to crush, there is hardly any bad return habit.

...................................................................................................................... .................................Feilu reminds you: three things to read

Chapter 374: The Spiritual Suppression of Gradual Evolution (3 more)

No. 34: Gradually progressive mental suppression 3 more exchange of venues and ball rights.

Bang! Bang! Bang! On the tee, hit the tennis racket on the ground, looking calm.

In my mind, I wanted to integrate Yuezhi Yueguang's serving skills analysis into my perfect tennis ball, but was disturbed by the obscure atmosphere and failed to focus.

Seeing that the time limit for serving is coming, I have no choice but to use a little skill to hit the tennis ball back.

Huh...!! The sound of breaking through the air rang out, and the tennis ball ripped apart the air and flew towards the outer corner of Yuezhi Moonlight at a tricky angle.

The speed was so fast that everyone looked at it.

"Not bad... Ministry said, you can extract the essence of each other and perfect your tennis."

"Originally refers to this, extracting the power of Mach's serving skills, even if it is only a little bit, it makes the ball so much faster."

"Unfortunately, you are extracting Mach serve skills, and no one knows it better than me!"

The voice fell, and the footsteps opened.

After the tennis ball hits the ground and rebounds, he throws his hand to play the tennis ball and intercepts it with great precision.

After fighting back, the obscure atmosphere became more intense, affecting the attention, and he ran up to the front to take the lead.

Under the influence of mental suppression, the leading player has [*]% of the first mover.

"The 063 gang of Yueguang have no regard for their juniors, and they still seize the first move under the condition of mental suppression."

"It's very uncomfortable. Moonlight's mental suppression is no more intense than last year."

Mutsu Yubu and Mutsu Yuma said one by one, worrying in their voices.

I am afraid that I will not be able to bear the pressure and will collapse.

"Don't worry, this kid's heart is not so fragile, he feels to me...like a machine without emotion."

Watanabe hesitated for a while, using a machine to describe it.

Under the simple and honest appearance of Watanabe, he has a very keen sense of people's hearts, the cold outside, the warmth of the moonlight, the cautiousness under the enthusiasm of Mitsugu, the earnestness under the Mutsu brothers, these... ...he can feel it intuitively.

Only, from the beginning to the end, he felt that he was a hitter with no emotion and no emotion, and only had the perfect ball in his eyes.

A person who has no emotions is difficult to be affected by mental suppression, and at most it will only affect his attention.

Bang! While everyone was talking, the tennis ball went straight through the net and fell into the front court.

However, Yuezhi Yueguang in the frontcourt made an easy interception and struggled to hit the ball back without giving too much time to think.

"Using mental ball skills to affect my focus and then forming an offensive rhythm?"

"What a strong strength... Japan's strength is somewhat beyond my imagination."

Before coming to Japan, he thought there was Rin Bing, but slowly he discovered that everyone in the tennis club has their own characteristics.

The subtle cooperation of the Mutsu brothers, the battle.

Mitsugu's data tennis, with Berti's shadow, can make early predictions.

Watanabe's powerful bombardment hides the explosive attack power under the surface.

Everyone has their own characteristics and is not weak.

Bang! Yuezhi Yueguang hit the ball again, seized the moment of loss, and swung the racket quickly.

The arm turned into an afterimage and moved.

It's as fast as the wind! The ball smashed into the front court and flew out of bounds.

!The more intelligent moonlight score, the score is 15.

...........Please subscribe ............."The strike back pose just now....."

Just when he was about to analyze the swing and force, he found that the obscure aura once again interfered with his concentration.

If he can't break the influence of five, spiritual power, he can't integrate the more wisdom and moonlight into perfect tennis.

Shuh! Put aside distractions, and hit the ball again.

The tennis ball flashed and quickly landed at the near corner of Yuezhi Yueguang's front court, with a very fast speed.

Without Mach's serve, he began to show his perfect style of play.

"Well, gave up the analysis, it seems that the influence of mental suppression is still very large."

Watanabe touched his chin and said.

Perfect Wind's serve is very fast and the angle is very tricky, but obviously, this kind of serve is useless, and if it continues, Yuezhi Yueguang will only deepen the mental suppression, and then continue to make mistakes.

"What are you playing...the perfect style of play is disgusting.

, there is absolutely no rule to be found.”

"All counterattacks are for the purpose of scoring, leaving no trace of rules and flaws."

Mitsugu flattened his mouth boringly, and continued to focus on the arena.

That's why, he doesn't like to play against people with the perfect style of play, the restrictions on data tennis are too great.

Bang! Yuezhi Yueguang hit back, and the tennis ball went straight through the net.

Quickly intercepted in front, and slowly waved the clap arm.

But at the moment when the racket was about to hit the tennis ball, the attention was affected again, and the force of the racket was uneven.

Bang! The tennis ball hit the net and rolled to the ground.

!The more intelligent moonlight score, the score is 30.

Yuezhi Yueguang easily scored the second point.

"Have you been affected by mental tennis again?"

His expression was calm, and he did not show any emotions because of the loss of points, but instead looked at Yuezhi Yueguang, who was on the field.

For ordinary players, after suffering mental suppression, they will not look into each other's eyes.

The reason is very simple, most of the mental ball skills are released through the eyes, even Yukimura's five senses are deprived.

It is also faster to form under the condition of being looked at.

The eyes are the windows to the soul and the abyss of hell.

"This child, he also took the initiative to look at the moonlight eyes..."

Mitsugu's words were normal, but he stopped dumbly.