Net King: Ten draws in a row at the beginning

(That’s it for today’s update, brain cramps, can’t write, tomorrow will present a wonderful showdown between Rin Bing and Camus.) ）

Swish!

As soon as everyone’s words fell, Watanabe threw the tennis ball, jumped on his knees, and his muscular arms were blatantly pressed down.

Rumble!

A roar.

The tennis ball streaked across the field like a shot put, landing in front of Chrétienne Votu.

The ground swept through the arena, and there was a clear vibration from the ground, and dust and mist splattered.

The smile on Chrétien Votu’s face froze, and his eyes suddenly became serious.

He originally thought that Watanabe was just a talented newcomer, at most a little stronger than Charles, and there was no way to compare with ~ Camus.

But he was wrong, and it was clear from this ball that Watanabe was definitely not an opponent that he could despise.

The reaction was fast, and the footsteps quickly rushed towards the landing point.

The arm swinging with the racket is blatantly to intercept the tennis ball that bounces off the ground.

The tennis ball hits the racket, and a strong burst of force erupts.

Chrétien Votu’s arms sank back, and his face quickly turned pale.

The power of the ball body erupting is beyond his imagination.

Without saying a word, quickly put your other arm on the racket and exert force with both arms at the same time.

Rumble!

The racket trembled, turned into a golden beam of light through the arena, and quickly smashed down towards the front position.

“Just….. Just started playing the shot ball…..”

The French players looked at each other in surprise.

The shot ball is one of Chrétien Wotu’s stunts, pouring out his physical strength in a pumping position.

The tennis ball quickly flew upside down, and the strong force rolled up one wave after another.

Bang!

The moment the tennis ball swept over the net, a powerful wave of air swept around, almost blowing the midfield net apart.

“Hey, just love this confrontation. Come on!”

Watanabe laughed loudly, stepped forward, and rushed straight ahead, swinging the racket vigorously with both arms.

Heavy pressure ravages all around.

The muscles of the arms are arched, shining like metal in the sun.

The face hits the tennis ball hard.

Bang!!!

First base! Exaggerated cyclones burst from the point of impact, and dust and fog filled the arena.

Watanabe’s full body power was completely poured into the ball body at this moment, and the air was repelled in all directions, forming a vacuum area.

The immature type of the home run, if not fully developed, has the supreme power.

The power is beyond anyone’s imagination.

Watanabe, who hit first base at full strength, has the impact of a machine gun.

“First base. ”

Seeing this, Camus quickly turned his head to look at Chrétien Wotu.

He wasn’t sure if he could hit the ball back.

It is precisely because of the existence of first base that Watanabe has the most destructive title in the elite team.

Bang!

In the eyes of Chrétien Votu, the net that flew straight to the scene was the size of a human figure and a raging wave of air rolled in.

“So strong, so impactful, no wonder the club coach calls you the strongest destroyer!”

Chrétien Votu stared sharply with his hands clapped and raised above his shoulders.

The muscles burst out, the right foot stepped forward, caught the body and swung the racket violently!

The face swings, and the power explodes.

A heavy wave of air erupted, and the face slammed into the tennis ball.

Shot ball, second gear!

Bang!

Loud roar.

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The air wave spreads, and the dust and mist roll towards the audience,

The tennis ball was hit by a racket and burst out with extreme power, slamming into Watanabe’s face

The tennis ball landed and flew out of bounds, so fast that Watanabe failed to intercept it

Bang!

The sound of the impact sounded, and a big hole was blasted out of the barbed wire fence in the backfield, and everyone in the Ice Emperor showed their dull eyes.

Chrétien Votu scored a score to make the score 15-0.

Chrétien Votu scored first.

The entire arena quickly fell silent, and everyone looked at Watanabe’s rear barbed wire.

The iron net was broken, and the tennis ball had already flown out of the arena and disappeared.

“Boom…”

Everyone subconsciously swallowed their saliva, and looked at Chrétien Wotu solemnly, they didn’t expect the other party to have such strength.

Including the French team.

“Wotu…..”

Camus looked Crétien Votu squarely for the first time.

The opponent is the only person in his squad who was forcibly stuffed in by the coach in charge.

So Camus is not very clear about the strength of the other party, and now it seems that the strength of Chrétien Votu is not as simple as it seems.

“Wotu….. Wotu is so strong. ”

Sara said sluggishly, unconsciously, even the honorific title was used.

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Chrétien Wotu has never shown much strength, so the squad only treats him as a back protégé, and it is also a helpless move to arrange him in singles two.

Showing strength like this is the first time I’ve seen it.

“System, giving data from Chrétien Votu. ”

Chrétien Votu, Physical Strength: Level 6, Soul Strength Level 3, Skill: Shot Ball: 1st, 2nd, 3rd Gear.

“Level six physical fitness! This guy. ”

Rin Bing’s pupils are shrunk, and the sixth-level body strength, whether it is strength or speed, cannot be underestimated.

Chrétien Votu is actually a hidden powerhouse!

“It turns out that there is still a second gear in the lead ball, Votu senior….. Hidden strength. ”

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Litt said in surprise.

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“What a force. ”

Watanabe’s eyes flashed with a trace of jealousy.

The power of the shot ball that had just burst out made him lose the score when he was caught off guard.

Recalling that amazing qi wave, the other party’s strength really cannot be underestimated.

“Whew~”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Exhaling softly and adjusting his condition, Watanabe continued to hit the tennis racket to the ground.

The tennis ball detached from the fingertips and flew into the sky, its muscular body volleyed into the air, and the racket streaked over the head and pressed against the tennis ball

Rumble!

A strong roar resounded, and the tennis ball turned into a golden pillar of light and ran through the arena.

The ultimate impact force rolled up layer after layer of air waves, swept through the net, and the dust and mist rolled up.

Before the ball arrived, the air wave arrived first, feeling the power of the ball body, Chrétien Votu showed a solemn look.

“Can first base also work on serve, it’s a horrible guy. ”

The muscles of his arms bulged, the racket clicked by his pinch, and the muscles stiffened like steel.

“Give me !! back!!”

Chrétien Woto roared, his racket swinging hard.

Bang!

The tennis ball bursts, and the body of the ball erupts with air pressure, spreading around.

“I’m not a bully either… Senior”

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