Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Heller was secretly shocked, but he was not afraid.

Watanabe, who was once the best ten player in Europe, even if his strength declined a lot after entering Japan's u-17, he definitely has a world-class level.

Whispering in the wind, it was only a matter of time before he was cracked.It's just that the other party used the time too fast, which was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

Immediately.

He responded quickly.

His footsteps were pulled horizontally, and in the eyes of the audience above, he seemed to be jumping in a spacewalk.

On the side, No.7's Jack Joy, who is known as the fastest U-17 in England, couldn't help but sigh: "This guy's reaction is as fast as ever."

"Technology has also gotten stronger."

Tris squinted his eyes and said, "The time to return the ball just coincides with the time when the tennis ball bounces. This guy saw through the opponent's trajectory in an instant, but he also underestimated the opponent's strength..."

That is the King of Destruction Duke!

As a contestant in the same issue, Tris knew all too well how terrifying the European Ten was in that year.

Even he, who is known as England's most powerful man, would not dare to face off against this seemingly simple and honest fat man.

Kaka! !

Sure enough, Heller, who caught the tennis ball, made a sharp sound when the net wire of the racket was pressed by the force from the tennis ball.

"It's so heavy."

He frowned, and he used his right wrist to release the heavy force on the racket with skill.

"call!"

After hitting the tennis ball back, Heller took a deep breath.The other party can become the best ten people in Europe, it really is not an ordinary role.

"In that case..."

Thoughts turned, he used the strength of Watanabe to return the ball, his body slowly retreated, and he took the bottom line.

"The opponent is very smart."

Seeing Heller's action, Shiraishi nodded and said, "Extend the distance to return the ball, and then make full use of your technical advantages. Although the opponent has written on his face that he wants to win, he does not have the will to attack urgently."

General genius.

Probably a defensive counter attack.

If he guessed correctly, this Heller is probably also a master at this.But this trick can only deal with the general stupid big players.

Thinking of this, he smiled again: "However, he will be disappointed."

Snapped!

The voice fell.

On the opposite side, Watanabe gently cut the tennis ball out.

"Short ball?"

Heller, who had just retreated to the bottom line, trembled.

"0-15!"

blah blah blah...

Looking at the tennis ball rolling in front of him, his eyes became cloudy, his eyelids twitched, and his heart was extremely complicated.

Been tricked?

Do not!

Heller shook his head.

He was too confident and underestimated the level of ten Europeans.

Although the opponent is a representative of strength, his handling of tennis is not inferior to that of a master who is good at it.

"call……"

He exhaled deeply and his face returned to normal.After his head was clear, some unrealistic thoughts before were also dismissed by him.

If you want to win, you have to fight head-on.

Bang!

Throwing the tennis ball, he activated his body and moved towards the net.

"Serve and net?"

Daqu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Have you made up your mind?"

It was Mitsugu, who turned his head quickly and instantly understood what the other party was thinking.

"In the end, it is the genius of England, this determination, not everyone can have it. Next, I am afraid there will be tricks of that level, right?"

While he was thinking to himself, Watanabe had already hit the tennis ball.