Seraph of Net King

PS: The game ends in these chapters

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Now the score is 30:0!

The trail led by two goals.

All he had to do was take the first set.

Take the lead into your own hands.

In the teeing area.

With a flick of his wrist, he tosses the tennis ball high.

Seeing this, Tetsuya Hara's body instantly tensed.

The gaze was solemn.

"Bang ——!"

The next moment, a crisp shot sounded.

With the sound of the wind, the tennis ball quickly swept over the net and fell heavily at his feet.

Yuan Zheya raised his eyebrows, "It's really a headache position." "

Instantly, his body jumped backwards, and the racket in his hand was raised against the tennis ball.

Swish!

The tennis ball flew into the air in an instant.

Watanabe is frowning, and it is difficult to open the lock.

His tone was helpless, "This track has a very strong ball control, and it can hit the tennis ball to Tetsuya's feet accurately every time, and it is also the most difficult landing point to counterattack." "

With a smile on the corner of Yushen's mouth, the effect of 100 points has been perfectly reflected.

The possession of the trace is much stronger than before.

Stomp, stomp!

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps.

The figure of the trace has quickly run from the bottom line to the front of the net.

His eyes froze, and he saw the position of Tetsuya Hara, his right foot bent and accumulated, and the whole person after 037 jumped up like a spring after accumulation.

A powerful momentum was emitted in the air, and then the arm slammed down on the tennis ball!

"Boom!"

The tennis ball burst out in an instant, as if tearing the air with a sneering sound of breaking the air, piercing the air in the air and slamming into the ground like lightning.

The referee announced, "40:0!"

"The action, the timing, there is no incoherence. "

Ping Shanzhi said: "Or, he was already ready to smash when he served, the deputy minister of the Ice Emperor, he is really strong." "

Kuranosuke Shiraishi asked in a deep voice, "He calculated the senior's counterattack, but how did he find out?"

"Insight. "

Watanabe Shu said in a deep voice: "This trace department has an insight that is even more terrifying than ordinary people. "

"Game, Ice Emperor 1:0!"

At this time, the referee in the referee's bench announced loudly.

Match 3, 1st set score.

The Ice Emperor takes the lead.

"The two sides exchange courts!"

The referee shouted.

"It's terrifying. "

Yuan Zhe also chuckled, "The grade is the same as Shiraishi, but it is also stronger than Qian." (bbfg)"

Trace: "......"

Ren Zuqian also complained: "Hey, why are you pulling me again?"

Ignoring him, he returned to his tee box after exchanging courts.

The referee continued to shout: "The game continues, four-ball game!"

"So...."

Yuan Zhe's eyes sank, "I'm going to admit it too." "

Immediately, he threw the tennis ball in his hand high.

Take off and swing the racket.

"Bang ——!"

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball instantly fell to the court in the tracks.

"Oh?"

The trace was slightly moved, and he glanced at Tetsuya Hara opposite with a faint expression.

Then, on his tiptoes, his figure burst out instantly.

The moment the tennis ball bounces, the arms swing!

"Boom!"

A dull shot sounded, and the arm of the trace force hit the ball back.

Opposite side.

Yuan Zheya's body moved, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the tennis ball, his legs were released, his center of gravity was lowered, and the arm muscles under his clothes were bulging, and a momentum was condensing.

Immediately, he swung his racket.

"Bang ——!"

The deafening sound exploded in the ears of those watching the game, and then the tennis ball slammed into the ground with great force, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The tennis ball landed impartially on the empty court in the opposite direction of the track.

The referee announced, "15:0!"

Ren Zuqian also suddenly shouted: "Senior, well done, score!"

"Huh. "

Yuan Zhe also chuckled.

Glancing at the marks on the court, a smile on his lips, he returned to the teeing area.

Opposite side.

Tetsuya Hara served again.

The trace body moved, and the backhand knocked it back.

Then, he ran hard towards the midfield.

"Surf the Internet? No, he's not surfing the Internet!"

Tetsuya Hara's gaze sank, and his body turned, placing his gaze in the direction of the trace's backhand.

Swing your racket at the tennis ball!

"Whoosh——!

Suddenly, the tennis ball flew out with a sharp sound of wind.

The ball is faster than the previous one!

Trample!

He took a step forward, and his body appeared in front of the tennis ball in the blink of an eye, like a flashing cheetah.

"What a speed!"

Seeing this, Watanabe Osamu couldn't help but shrink his eyes.

"Run!"

The lilac eyes of the trace condensed, and the arm waved instantly.

Syllable!

The tennis ball landed like an arrow to the corner of Tetsuya Hara's left sideline.

"This kid did it on purpose. "

Yuan Tetsuya's face changed slightly, and he didn't think about it, and his figure instantly chased towards the tennis ball.

Trample!

With a twist of his foot, his arm stretched out violently, and he hit the tennis ball back just as it was about to fly off the baseline.

But.

The figure of the trace department has come to the landing point in advance, and his eyes moved.

"What a nasty boy. "

Yuan Zheya's eyes froze, and his figure instantly ran to the right.

At this time, the trace made a slicing motion.

"Not good!"

Yuan Zhe was also shocked, changed direction and ran towards the net.

Syllable!

The racket cuts off against the tennis ball.

Suddenly, all the power, speed, and spin on the tennis ball were canceled out, and then it slowly fell to the ground.

The referee announced, "15:15!"

Heizenyuki's voice was a little muffled, "Tetsuya has been completely tricked. "

Osamu Watanabe gritted his toothpick hard and said, "And his ball control, ball speed, and just calculated whether Tetsuya can fight back." "

"It's such a troublesome opponent and it looks like he should be good at tug-of-war with possession. "

"Come on, senior!"

Shinobu also shouted: "Don't lose!"

"Four Heavenly Treasure Temple!"

"Four Heavenly Treasure Temple!"

"Four Heavenly Treasure Temple!"

The cheerleaders of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple team shook the air stick in their hands, and their voices shouted in unison to cheer for Tetsuya Hara.

"The Ice Emperor will win!"

The cheerleaders of the Ice Emperor were naturally not to be outdone, and the players shouted in unison.

Inside the stadium.

Yuan Zhe also took a deep breath, and looked at the traces on the opposite side with cold eyes.

His brow furrowed, "What a troublesome opponent." "

"It's only the first grade, so won't it be more troublesome in the future. "

After thinking about it, he hit the serve again.

The trace body moved, and it instantly counterattacked.

At this time, Yuan Zhe had also gone online. _

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