Net King: The Frozen Throne

Whoosh! Before Mihalov could enter the court, a tennis ball came through the air and hit him hard on the head.

Mihalov instantly looked like a firecracker being set off

"Who did it?! Get out of here!"

"Bald kid, this is not the place you should stay. By the way...and that golden-haired kid."A tall young man entered the stadium.

Tibetan rabbit looked at the young man indifferently

"what are you?"Mikhalov doesn't have such a good attitude and mood.

"I am the director of the tennis club, and my name is Jun Yamashita."The young man looked at Mihalov with an unfriendly expression."Our tennis club is going to train now. Please leave here with you and that blond kid."

Mikhalov wanted to say something else, but Tibetan rabbit suddenly hit a tennis ball over.

Bang, Yamashita Jun blocked the tennis ball, but the powerful impact of the ball still made him take a step back.

Yamashita Jun's expression changed slightly

"Beat me. If I lose, I will never enter this court. If you lose... you will resign as the director of the tennis department."Zangtuzao said.

Everyone's attention was attracted by Zangtuzao and Yamashita Jun

"Why should I compete with you?"Yamashita Jun hummed softly.

"You do not dare?"Zangtuzao looked at Yamashita Jun with cold eyes.

Yamashita Jun was startled. He actually felt some pressure from Zangtuzao's eyes, which made him a little angry.

"Okay, if I win you, you and this bald man will get out of here right away."

Zangtuzao didn't say anything and came directly to the bottom line of the stadium.

"How arrogant."Yamashita Jun said in a low voice. He walked to the opposite side of the Tibetan Rabbit.

"You serve first."Zangtuzao said. Yamashita

Jun was not polite, and he was determined to teach Zangtuzao a lesson. This person is really too arrogant.

Bang! Bang! Bang! He patted the tennis ball gently, and the tennis ball screamed. A very crisp sound.

Whoosh! Jun Yamashita threw the tennis ball high in the air. While the tennis ball was flying towards the opposite court, Jun Yamashita also took a very risky approach when the game started. After his tennis ball hit the ground, there was a very strong side swing, and Zangtuzao had to turn sideways to catch the ball.

Sealed.

A very light short ball.

Just when everyone thought that Jun Yamashita would score,

Zang Usaza hit the ball with a powerful backhand. torn apart

"0:15!"

Yamashita Jun re-examined Zangtu. He originally thought that a tall player like Zangtu might move a little slower.

But judging from the current situation, he underestimated his opponent.

Zangtu was not An ordinary first grader.

This blond kid has real strength.

"The captain may be in trouble in this game."A student from Nagoya Seitoku Middle School whispered.

Yamashita Jun shook his head, knowing that he shouldn't think too much.

Whoosh! Yamashita Jun threw the tennis ball in the air again, and the orange tennis ball drew a very beautiful arc.

An almost perfect serve. Boom!

Yamashita Jun rushed to the net, and his right hand immediately opened up the point. After gaining a brief advantage

, Zangtuzao used slices to neutralize Yamashita Jun's attacks.

After five consecutive shots, Zangusazao split the ball with a straight backhand. his defense

"0:30!"

Yamashita Jun looked unbelievable. There was absolutely nothing wrong with his attack routine, but he was actually blocked by that blond kid.

How is this possible?

The students of Nagoya Seitoku Middle School were all stunned, and their minister was actually doing it one by one. The hands of the first-year international students were tightly suppressed.

You must know that their minister was a contestant in last year's national competition.

How could such a thing happen?

Mihalov looked relaxed, and he was very fond of Tibet. Confidence, even a monster like Seyfried was suppressed by Zangtuza, let alone the guy who taught Yamashita Jun.

Yamashita regained his composure and served again, but Zangtuza didn't give him anything at all. Chance, he broke his serve very easily. Bang! The orange tennis ball drew a beautiful arc in the air!

"15:0!"

Sweat appeared on Yamashita Jun's forehead. Now he knows that he is definitely no match for this boy.

But he is still insisting. As the head of the Nagoya Seitoku Tennis Club, he must persevere.

Zang Hare has nothing to give to Yamashita Jun. Opportunity meant that under his fierce attack, Yamashita Jun lost consecutively.

The final score was fixed at 6:0!

Yamashita Jun was a little disappointed and almost frustrated to the extreme.

"From now on, I have the final say in the tennis department."Zang Hare said calmly.

No one raised any objections. The tennis court is as simple as that. The winner is king and the strong is respected.