Net King: Opening Ten Draws

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"Let's Light This Game"

!Bang!...a dull thump sounded and came out.

In the blink of an eye, the tennis ball landed in front of Yuuma Mutsu at a high speed.

"So fast"

Yuuma Mutsu's expression changed slightly.

The speed of this serve is beyond imagination.

There are at least 200.

"Although it can't be compared with Lin Bing and the others, the speed of the ball is really surprising."

Mitsugu Yajiuto pondered.

2 For the masters of the country, it is nothing.

But it is really surprising that Zhonghan Nei Dao can hit such a high-speed ball with a serve.

"It seems that Muzhiteng is bound to win."

Irie Kanata said in surprise.

"You are wrong. Ijiang, after the Mutsu brothers entered the deep-level coherence, their strength is more than that."

Echizen Ryuya said with certainty.

Everyone's impression of the Mutsu brothers is still at last year's national competition, because this year the two did not show deep coherence, and they just heard about it.

But in fact, the strength of the two has undergone earth-shaking changes and is getting stronger and stronger.

"Indeed, people who can come out of Lin Bing's hands are national-level no matter how weak they are."

Just as everyone was discussing, a 1 tennis ball fell from the feet of Yuma Mutsu, disappeared quickly, and bounced out from another place.

!Nakagawa Nei Dao, Sabe Maeda scored, the score was 15.

"This trick is"

The Mutsu brothers were lost in thought.

After the ball hit the ground, a shock of dust and mist was thrown up, and just at this moment, the ball disappeared.

"Brother, do you still remember what Mitsuya-senpai told us, the opponent's skill is foggy""

Mutsu Yubu suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said to his brother.

................................." As soon as he came up, he played his own stunt, it seems that Zhong Hanoi The outsider is determined to end the game quickly"

Tanegashima Shuji looked at the arena in surprise.

"It's my problem, didn't expect 'fog' to work on the serve"

Mitsugu said apologetically, and there was a trace of remorse in his eyes.

In order to better gather intelligence, he took the initiative to apply as a substitute.

But the information error made him feel uncomfortable.

"Don't blame yourself, tennis is round and full of many uncertainties, don't worry, I believe in Mutsu and the others"

Lin Bing looked at the arena calmly, her eyes revealing strong confidence.

Fog is a tricky game for many tennis players.

Not everyone can capture the position of the ball with ball feel.

Bang!...! Nakagawa Nei Road, Sabe Maeda scores, the score is 30.

Zhonghan Nei Dao played the 'mist' serve again and successfully scored the second point.

Seeing this scene, the people of Muzhiteng immediately cheered.

"This is my 'fog' skill, which I specially transformed into a serve skill for the national competition"

Zhonghan Nei Dao gradually showed confidence on his face.

"It seems that the people of Makinoto have also carried out a lot of hard work."

Long Ya said with admiration.

It is very difficult to evolve a skilled ball into a serve.

Not only do you have to change your habits, but you also need to re-practice your serve feel.

If you don't practice hard, you won't be able to hit this level at all.

"Humph! Don't think that you are the only ones who have done penance"

The Mutsu brothers looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Swish!... The white mist rises, and the pupils of the two become: nothingness.

Synchronization is on.

"Humph! Synchronization, so what?"

"My fog can cover the vision of the two of you"

Swish!...On the field.

Zhonghan Nei Dao suddenly threw the tennis ball, and a flash of confidence flashed in his eyes.

The arm holding the racket swings slowly, and the racket face is pressed down heavily towards the tennis ball.

Bang!...The tennis ball shot out at an amazing speed.

The two brothers did not communicate at all and ran in both directions at the same time.

At this moment, the '1' font appeared in front of everyone again.

"Have you been able to control the coherence?"

Sabe Maeda's face sank slightly.

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Chapter 507: The Song of the Mutsu Brothers (1 more)

Chapter 507: Brother Mutsu's High Song 1 more Mutsu Yuma stared at the ball that fell, and the whole person bounced out in an instant.

The racket swings towards the landing spot.

Just at this moment.

The direction of Yuuma Mutsu's swing suddenly changed, and he swung toward a place in the air.

Bang! ...... A crisp crash sounded.

The 'Misty' serve immediately appeared on Yuuma Mutsu's racket, and a faint wave of air spread out.

The tennis ball flew out quickly after landing.

!Mutsu Yuma, Mutsu Yubu scored, the score was 30.

In the middle of the river inside and outside the road, Sabe Maeda and the two were suddenly shocked, and their eyes were full of wonder.

Only two goals have passed, and the 'disappearing' serve that Zhonghan Nei Dao has worked so hard to train has been cracked. This is a new ability that he has spent half a month developing.

"Hey, I saw it...Yobu, you saw it too"

Yuuma Mutsu opened his dilated pupils and said as if talking to himself.

"I saw my brother"

Mutsu jogged along with him, and a thin white thread pulled them between them.

After the two entered the national realm, the power of coherence also became stronger, and on the premise of sharing the foundation, the senses, and the five dimensions, there was a small increase.

Stupefied to stupefied.

The movement of the Zhonghe Inner and Outer Roads is still not slow.

Play the 'Mist' serve again.

This is a doubles, and the skills of a single player are forced to be nothing.

However, Yuma Mutsu still easily counterattacked, which also indicated that his serving skills were completely broken.

Huh!... Zhonghan Nei Dao quickly stepped forward and felt where the ball fell.

The racket moved with it.

Boom!...When the tennis ball hit the racket, Zhonghan Nei Dao's complexion changed again.

too heavy.

But fortunately, it is within the acceptable range.

Boom!...the arm is thrown out.

The tennis ball flashed, tearing the court and drawing an arc through the net.