Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Serve, there are also rankings.

Of course, serving before high school level doesn't count.It starts at the elite high school level, then goes to the quasi-world class, the world class, and the professional class.

The Magganon and Bamhill missiles are both quasi-world-class serves.

Both of them focus on explosiveness and strength. Without a powerful movement technique and corresponding strength, it is simply difficult to resist.Even some world-class players can't handle this kind of serve.

And Yue Zhi's serve is obviously world-class.

This was too different from the information the England team got, which made Evelyn feel uneasy.However, she quickly restrained, and called Maxi and Bazel aside, and gave a few words.

"Have you started planning your tactics?"

Shiraishi and Mitsugu frowned secretly, but the former did not call a timeout, he had already done what he had to do.For the rest, it's up to Yue Zhi and Bu Po to play on the spot.

The third round.

Maxi serves.

This handsome guy from England is not as pushy as Joey. He is calm and calm in his movements. Although he sometimes likes to make fun of Bazel, this kind of race is a general worthy of trust.

"Lawrence."

Holding the tennis ball, he said to Bazel in front of him: "Wait for the game later, you stare at that shorty, and I will take care of this tall one."

"I see."

Bazel nodded. Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he couldn't solve the unsightly guy himself, but he didn't dare not to listen to the coach's words.

However, after glancing at him, the corner of his mouth twitched: "I can let Wollaston solve it, I don't know if you are lucky or unfortunate, tsk tsk..."

Bang!

At this time, Maxi served.

The speed of the ball was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it swept across the net, and it was a very sharp high-speed serve.But compared to the amazing serve of the two people before, it seems too ordinary.

On the opposite side, seeing through the unbroken stride of the tennis track, the racket was pulled horizontally and hit the bottom line on the opposite side.

"It's pretty quick."

Bazel showed a contemptuous smile, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his body suddenly started.

Tread! !

As a black man, he possesses the most powerful weapon of his race - speed!

540 blinked.

Bupo's ingenious horizontal draw was actually intercepted by him abruptly.Press down on the racket and buckle it towards the bottom line.

"Humph."

On the other side, Bu Po snorted coldly.

He didn't expect his opponent's speed to be so fast, but after the battle with Shiraishi, his strength has long been different from before.

Almost at the moment when the opponent smashed the ball, his left foot suddenly folded, and his body was pulled horizontally nearly [-] degrees.Stepping forward with his right foot, he hit the opponent's shot with a half body time difference.

"This……"

Bazel was obviously stunned, never expecting the other party's reaction to be no slower than his.

"Step aside."

At this moment, a heavy cold humming sounded.Bazel, who kept hitting the ball, only felt the chill all over his body, and he didn't even think about it. Under everyone's attention, he didn't lie down without the slightest image.

call out!

Then, a ray of white light shot out.

The light is dazzling, like a sharp blade, it is cut from the middle of Yuezhi and Bupo, and it falls to the ground with a bang, tearing the grass on the ground, revealing a 'Z'-shaped trace.

"This is……"

In the Japanese team, Mitsugu's face suddenly changed: "'Z' holy judge?!!"

Chapter [-] Holy Judgment, Full Moon!

"What a strong momentum!"

Almost the moment Bazel fell, the expressions of Kaji, Tono and others on the Japanese team changed.

And in the middle of this attack, Bupu and Yuezhi feel more deeply.

Fierce, domineering!

It seems that if they faced this attack directly, the whole person would be torn in half.

"The 'Z' Holy Inquisition?"

Shiraishi looked at Mitsugu, who said solemnly: "Accurately speaking, it should be called the 'Z' ruling of the saint."

saint?

Hearing this, the brows of the few people next to him raised their eyebrows.

"Yes."