Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Tono let out a loud roar, and the whole person suddenly accelerated, facing the attack.At the same time as the speed increased sharply, his body responded more quickly.

The racket is drawn horizontally, blocking the tennis ball.

Afterwards, he used his arm to lift it up sharply, and hit it precisely to the corner of the bottom line of Philip's backhand.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Heller with broken hair teased: "The prey is struggling, Guy, you won't be killed by it as food, right?"

"Put away your fake concern, I don't need it."

A look of disgust appeared on Philip's feminine face.He doesn't give any face to Heller, who is No. 2, but at the same time, his moving speed has increased again.

"And you."

He fixed his eyes on Yuan Ye on the opposite side, and there was a frantic grin at the corner of his mouth: "Why do you fight back before I let you fight back? Prey, you must have the consciousness of being a prey!"

Bang!

The voice fell, and he pulled the tennis ball back.

"Hey, this speed."

Jiazhi was shocked. With his eyesight, it was already a little difficult to see through the tennis ball.It's hard to imagine how much pressure Tono, who faced the ball, was under too much pressure.

call!

On the court, Tono's eyelids jumped wildly.

The tennis ball flying towards him, like a sickle in the hands of the god of death, made him feel a little suffocated.But after being shocked, what surged in his heart was endless killing intent.

"Who, who gave you the courage to be so arrogant to Mr. Tono Atsushi?!!"

The bloodshot at the corner of his eyes formed a piece.

The movement of the hand also accelerated several points at this moment.

Whoa!

The moment the tennis ball resisted in front of him, he maliciously swung out the racket and slammed the tennis ball heavily.

boom!

With a loud bang, Philip was attacking to the extreme and was beaten back again.

"Tsk!"

On the sidelines, Heller's faint laughter sounded.

He pinned his hands behind his head, relaxed his body and leaned against the wall, looking at Philip, who was a little sluggish in his movements, with a contented expression on his face.

With such a gesture, although he didn't say anything, Philip had already felt a strong sense of ridicule.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly, his eyes turning cold as if he wanted to kill the tennis ball.When he looked at Tono again, there was no resentment in his eyes, no gaffe-like grimness, but a strong murderous intent.

"Bold people, you need blood punishment!"

tread!

When the voice fell, he stepped out, and the racket in his hand had already drawn the tennis ball at some point.Then, in the blurred vision of the people around, the racket hit the tennis ball hard like a hammer.

call out!

A red light overflowed.

With a speed and trajectory indistinguishable to the naked eye, he instantly passed through the net and approached Tono, whose pupils were constantly dilated on the opposite side.

fast!

The ball was so fast that it made him feel terrified!

"not good!"

Just as he was about to pick up the racket to block the attack, his face turned pale, and then he only felt his head sink, and the world around the corner of his eyes suddenly turned heaven and earth.

bump!

Then, his body hit the wall, and his whole body hung on it like a nail.

"Gudu..."

Upon seeing this, the audience, including the Japanese team, swallowed their saliva.

"Helle Horn."

At this time, Philip put away the racket, the anger and 173 hideousness on his face disappeared, and he put on an elegant expression.He smiled, as if narrating trivial matters: "If you dare to point fingers at my game again, this is your end."

"cut."

Hearing this, Heller shrugged and smiled contemptuously, but he did not continue to tease.

"Who knows like a madman."

"referee!"

On the Japanese side, Shiraishi raised his hand and said, "Pause, I need to confirm the situation of my players."