Net King: Opening Ten Draws

The body swayed, quickly intercepted in front of the ball, and swung out with a racquet arm.

The ultimate swing speed appeared again, although not as exaggerated as the wind, but it was not slow, and it was very natural, as if the basic movement should be like this.

Touched! The tennis ball runs through the court, hits the bottom line in an instant, and flies out of bounds.

"Damn it!! How could it be so fast, don't even think about scoring!"

Kanata Irie rushed towards the tennis ball 'strugglingly' and rushed forward at the moment when the tennis ball was about to fly out of bounds, but unfortunately failed to intercept the tennis ball.

The tennis ball skimmed the racket and flew out of bounds.

And Irie himself also smashed to the ground heavily, with blood dripping from his forehead.

Almost the entire audience saw the blood bag on Zanda Irie's hand, and he still thought he had no flaws, indulging in his acting skills.

"This guy...with a blood bag"

Rao was the indifferent moonlight, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.

"This guy's bad taste..."

Lin Bing couldn't help but rolled her eyes again.

! Score, the odds are 30.

"Is it to paralyze my vigilance and prepare to play the back game?"

Instead of taking it lightly, he became more and more vigilant.

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Chapter 385: Serious Irie (6 more)

Chapter 385: "So strong! Too strong... How can the strength of a German genius be so strong."

"Could it be that the gap between the two countries is so big before? Damn... It's really going to lose, damn it!"

Looking at the tennis ball outside the bounds, Irie Zanda was trembling all over, ignoring the blood on his forehead, looking shocked.

"Student Irie, please take the game seriously! Play hard."

The more and more exaggerated acting skills made the referee have to complain and let Irie quickly return to the state of the game.

As a referee, his vision is better than the audience, how could he not see the existence of the blood bag, so he didn't call the game suspension.

"Uh... not okay."

A smear of embarrassment crossed Irie Zanda's face.

Unexpectedly, his acting skills failed to make him angry, but the referee on the side gave a warning and overturned the car.

After wiping the 'blood' from his forehead, Irie Zaku ran back to the bottom line in a frenzied manner. The audience couldn't help but roll their eyes with that vulgar appearance.

"Minister's bad taste... When can it be changed."

Tenjin Kosuke said with a black line on his head.

The old students are.... They don't seem to be surprised, but as freshmen, they really can't understand Iri's bad taste.

"Hehe, because of this, Irie loves tennis more than others."

"Because of tennis, he can unbridled his explosive acting skills."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Kishimoto's mouth.

In the brief discussion of the crowd, the serve was played again, and the tennis ball bounced back and forth on the court.

It's a pity that Zanda Irie still maintains the true character of acting, and ignores the score that he keeps losing, and all kinds of speechless 'lines' rushed out of the arena.

Boom! Boom! Boom! "Oh my God, what a precise landing, how could I easily hit back."

"Wow! It's so heavy, the racket is out of hand, is this your strength!!"

"Damn, it's such a fast ball again, I can't catch up at all, I can only watch him fly out of bounds, bastard!"

"No, I can't fall here, how can I lose the game at this time!! Damn it!!"

The original ordinary counterattack, under the rendering of various exaggerated statements by Irie Kanata, made some drivers who drive taxis and listen to the radio mistakenly think that the Metropolis General Assembly is going on a world war.

In this ridiculous scene, the score gradually opened up!! Score, the score is 40.

....Boom!! Score, the odds are 1.

....bang!! Score, than.

....Bang!!, the ratio is 3.

....On the field, Kanae Irie was tired of chasing the ball, and his shirt was wet with a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and his arms turned weird red.

But it's not red, swollen and red, it's like some kind of foundation has been applied, and it falls off and fades during running.

"Santa Irie, please don't bring these irrelevant things into the arena..."

Looking at the endless variety of props in the river, the blue veins on the referee's forehead kept beating, and his eyes became fierce.

He has never met a player like Irie Zota, who doesn't play the game seriously, and keeps adding drama to... himself.

............begging for flowers....However, Irie didn't know that his behavior had no effect on him.

Unlike other people, who will focus all their attention on tennis, like a robot with little personal emotion.

He wouldn't be angry because he didn't take the game seriously, on the contrary, he felt that Irie was planning something and was extremely vigilant.

"Remember the power generation mode of Senior Moonlight, which is the power of vertical descent. If this technique is parsed into the perfect ball style..."

Bang! As soon as I thought about it, Kanata Irie, who was on the court, threw his hand and hit the ball, and the tennis ball smashed through the court and landed on the ground at a very fast speed.

The response was quick, and after putting aside distracting thoughts, he quickly intercepted.

"Hey, the referee is also angry. It seems that we can't continue like this, or we will be sent out of the game."

"But you are also a monster, and you have no mood swings from beginning to end..."

"Are you really human?"

The teasing look on Zanda Irie's face was withdrawn, replaced by a calm expression, his mind was racing, and his eyes were fixed.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground, and at this moment, he quickly ran to the landing spot and swung the racket.

Bang! The power of the sweet spot exploded, although it didn't form a ball like a light shot.

However, under the special force of Irie, the speed of the ball increased by several grades, swept over the net in an instant, and flew upside down and hit in front of him.

"So fast! Are you serious?"

Tatata! Intensive footsteps rang out, and quickly rushed to the landing point to counterattack, intercepting the tennis ball in front of you.

The power of the ball god was beyond imagination, and he frowned slightly, before he had time to put his other hand on the racket.

0.........Intense force poured into both arms from the center of the face, and stinging pain came.

Bang! In a crisp crash, the racket broke free of ten fingers, was carried by the tennis ball and flew out of bounds, hitting the barbed wire.

! Irie scored more points, the score is 15.

After three rounds of confrontation, Irie Zota won the score for the first time.

“…”

Without any change in expression, he turned to pick up the racket after dropping points.

However, when I looked at the racquet face, I paused for a while, and saw that the racquet face had obvious depressions, which could no longer be used for competition.

After changing the racket, he still stood on the court with a calm face, and was not troubled by the loss of points.

"He's a...weird guy."

Irie Sanda really took it this time, even though he lost points after scoring consecutively, he still looked calm.

This calmness and calmness reminded him of Lin Bing.

The only difference is that Rin Bing will not lose points.

Bang! Irie played the ball again, but reacted very quickly, and quickly intercepted the front and made a counterattack.

Bang! But Kanata Irie seemed to see through all the routes and arrived on the ball ahead of schedule.

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Chapter 386: Heart Rhythm (7 more)

Chapter 386: Boom! Boom! Boom! The tennis is bouncing back and forth on the court. It looks like a normal high-speed duel, but... The game presents a weird scene. The pattern sees through, every return path that can be reached in advance, and a precise return.

And the ball lands in a very uncomfortable position.

"There's...a mental insight into...he's hitting the ball outside of the heart's defense."

Mitsuya Yakuto murmured that Watanabe was... troubled by such a counterattack.

Now it's my turn, I don't know if the opponent can break the five, my own defense zone, and go back to hit these...... balls.

In fact, strictly speaking, the original Watanabe did not break the blockade of Irie's heart, just because the quality of the counterattack was "[*]"

It's too high, and Irijiang can't catch the ball directly.

It's not a game breaker in the traditional sense.

Bang! Just as everyone was talking about it, the tennis ball fell out of bounds and hit the barbed wire after failing to catch up with the ball.

! Irie scored more points, the score is 30.

"Hey, you're playing the perfect style of play, right? The perfect style of play is... the ultimate golf path, but unfortunately these... I can see through the ball path. , and...but very precise."

"I have been in contact with basic tennis since I was a child. Where he will fly, the changes in the players' mentality are all under my control."

"You're going to lose, mate."

Zanda Irie had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes glowed with confidence, "Is it an insight player, so it's like this..."

He was not influenced by what the other party said, but was examining his own mistakes and taking the initiative to improve them.

He is in the lead and has a lot of time to make adjustments.

Bang! Kanae Irie hit the serve again, the quality of the serve remained unchanged, it was very fast and heavy, and it rushed out of bounds at the moment of landing.

The reaction was also very fast, and he made a quick counterattack.