Netwang: The newborn Renwang

“Good!”

Seeing the form twisted, and the teammates still won this game with an absolute advantage, Shinobu couldn’t help but wave his fist.

Cai Qianguang’s gaze also fluctuated slightly, as did Koishikawa next to him.

But both Shiraishi and Tetsuya Hara know that the game will definitely not be so simple, just like the Tachikai just now has the advantage, the situation is rapidly reversed, and the current situation can naturally change!

Especially Shiraishi.

He has experienced battles with data tennis players, and he knows exactly what the best way to deal with a data tennis player of Kim Koharu’s level is.

As for Yuji Ichiji… Although Shiraishi never said it, and he didn’t know what Yuji’s tennis meant to the two of Tachikai, as far as he was concerned, this imitation still seemed too clumsy,

Compared to the guy who stood big on the opposite side, it was not an exaggeration to say that there was a difference of 108,000 miles.

“Data Tennis? Shh~”

On the side of Lihai Da, Renwang and they did not speak, and subconsciously everyone still believed in Marui and Jackal.

But Maori couldn’t help but sneer.

Is that also a data ball?

I don’t know what it is!

Although Willow’s data tennis is not very useful for him, it is more or less restrictive, and the data tennis of that guy from the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple… It’s really just about playing tennis based on data!

Does that kind of tennis really work?

Maori has not forgotten the fiasco that Willow!

As for that Ichiji Yuji, there is no need to say …

To be honest, Mori still misses the time when he was at Shitenhoji Temple with Tetsuya Hara, but he was also more thankful.

If I had been in the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, I might not be like today, right?

Perhaps, the previous situation is their own normality.

Mao Li’s heart is still a little lucky.

“Poor imitation~”

Willow was in his notebook, recording something, and whispered a sentence.

I don’t know if it’s Golden Koharu or Yuji Ichiji.

The two sides of the room sat on their chairs to rest, wiping their sweat.

“Data Tennis~”

Recalling the performance of Golden Koharu just now, Marui suddenly snorted softly.

Can that also be called data tennis?

After figuring out the general situation, although the score is now behind, Marui is not in a hurry.

As he imagined at the beginning, the opponent’s so-called data tennis and Liu have a realm gap! At best, he could figure out his path of the ball, but… But there is no way to control the opponent.

Being able to calculate the path of the ball is not as useful as he imagined, and he can even use it indirectly!

“That guy in the back, what’s going on?”

Marui looked at the jackal.

“Nothing, just imitating my tennis~”

The jackal let out a low laugh.

At first he felt awkward, but at the last shot, he suddenly reacted.

The opponent is imitating himself!

Tearing apart the linkage between himself and Marui, and responding in a similar style, if he takes a targeted approach, the opponent can also learn from it.

It’s disgusting~!

But…… How could he target it?

It only takes a little adjustment ~ the result will be completely different!

“Imitate you?!”

Marui’s eyes widened in surprise.

Some strange looks appeared on his face.

The jackal’s tennis style requires their own cooperation to play the maximum role, not to mention, the physical consumption is also very large, and the average person simply cannot stick to it.

This is one of the main reasons why Marui hardly switches places with jackals.

“Interesting~”

Marui couldn’t help but laugh.

At this time, he seemed to understand each other’s thoughts when they faced Shinobu during the Kanto Tournament.

The feeling of watching the opponent hit his arms seems to be really good~

“Then… Let’s go for it~”

Marui, who has dreamed a lot and suffered losses, has now become very decisive in his tactical style.

Found the opponent’s weakness and dared to attack quickly to seize the opportunity.

“The game continues!”

The referee’s voice sounded.

The two sides took their rackets again and walked onto the court.

Bang!

Golden Koharu serves, and the game continues.

Syllable~

……

Bang!

Slowly, Marui tried to make a powerful volley in front of the net again, seemingly not planning to limit his ball to the net again.

But when every swing was successfully restricted by Golden Koharu, all his efforts seemed to be in vain.

Syllable~

The racket in the golden Koharu’s hand is stable for everything.

“Marui-kun, don’t be delusional, your tennis… Can’t escape my calculations. ”

“Yes?”

Marui smiled slightly.

The racket in his hand jerked up.

Sou~

The tennis ball instantly passed by the golden Koharu’s side.

Let his body freeze.

“0 to 15! Lihai Daifu High School scored! ”

“That was…”

Obviously it’s just an ordinary downspin ball, but I don’t know why, Jin Xiaochun’s heart always has a bad premonition.

“Huh… Can you see through, can’t receive, is it useful? ”

As he walked back to his ready position, Marui sneered.

Although the opponent’s data tennis blocks a lot of his own skills, he does not have absolute strength, and the use of data tennis is only limited to data tennis itself.

In the tennis department, he knew that Maori seniors had never been afraid of Willow’s data tennis, not because Willow’s data tennis was bad, but because…

Whatever you calculate, even if Maori fights exactly according to Willow’s plan, Willow will not win!

Of course, his suppression power over Jin Xiaochun could not reach that level, but it was still more or less.

What’s more… This most superficial use of data, although it can calculate the path of tennis, but at the same time… Marui, who plays tennis, can also roughly calculate what method the opponent will use to return the ball!

In practice matches, I tried this in front of Yanagi’s data tennis Marui.

Of course, all this is also in Willow’s calculations.

Yanagi’s data tennis has long been more than just data after the match in Mitsuya.

This is especially evident in Marui, who has personally experienced the contrast between Yanagi and golden Koharu tennis balls.

Bang!

……

Bang!

An afterimage of a tennis ball streaked past the golden Koharu’s racket.

“How is it possible…”

Holding up the glasses that were a little displaced, Golden Koharu’s heart was full of doubts.

The situation is changing too fast.

It was so fast that he hadn’t reacted yet.

“3 to 3! This game is won by the Great Annexed High School! ”