Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

In the eyes of Shinoda Saburo and others, the skillful chipping can only be regarded as medium in his eyes.

"The level of chipping is good, and the spin is quite strong. But unfortunately, it is flashy."

This kind of chipping has almost no solution after landing.

But why let the tennis ball fall?

For a real master, it is impossible to give you time for the tennis ball to land.So this zero-style, in the top duel, is a tasteless technique.

The rotation is strong, but the burden on the wrist is not small.

Trading an arm for a game win looks good in the short term.But for a professional player with an average career of ten years, it is not worth the loss.

A little careless, the whole arm will be abolished.

"Only at this level..."

Snapped!

Tezuka's serve lands.

The bald man moved his right arm lightly, about to swing the racket to catch the ball.

chi chi...

however.

The landed tennis ball spun violently.

The face of the man in the leather jacket changed slightly: "This rotation..."

Without waiting for him to move, the tennis ball clings to the ground and rolls back.

"30-0!"

Tezuka said calmly.

His eyes looked indifferently in the direction of the bald man, and when the latter saw this, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Is it revenge?"

He laughed in his heart, but at the same time he felt the self-esteem in his opponent.That belongs to the strong, with absolute self-confidence.

This Japanese team player is by no means a simple revenge.

The opponent should know what kind of player the opponent is facing.What he did was nothing more than forcing the bald head to take it seriously.

Therefore, even with this kind of serve that puts a lot of strain on the wrist, it is worth it.

Snapped!

At this moment, Tezuka served again.

chi chi...

Tennis turned back again and looked at the surrounding high school students stupidly.

"40-0!"

Tezuka raised his head and looked in the direction of the man in the leather jacket: "If you don't want to fight seriously, you don't have to promise me the game just now. But now that you're on the court, I hope you can do your best."

"Would you advise me to use all my strength?"

The corners of the bald head twitched.In Europe, where tennis geniuses are like crucian carp crossing the river, no one dares to speak to him like that.

The other party's words, at first hearing, are indeed a bit funny.But when he saw that solemn and stern face, he was filled with admiration.

Neither humble nor arrogant, not impatient or impatient.

Even if it is to persecute the opponent, it is a step by step, with such a powerful trick as a foreshadowing.This person is much stronger than the average high school student in both temperament and mind.

call!

After Tezuka finished speaking, he tossed the tennis ball again.

His arms stretched out straight, like a sharp sword hanging high in the sky, and when his aura reached its peak, it suddenly fell.

Bang!

The tennis ball flew out like a spinning top.After crossing the block, it quickly fell to the ground and spun violently.

"Good."

The high school students praised one after another: "In this way, we will win the next game."

They were excited.

Even if the competition is for junior high school students, they still have a sense of pride in their hearts.

"and many more……"

But Shinoda's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Swish!

I saw a black shadow that instantly appeared in front of Tezuka's serve.Then, before the tennis ball rolled back, the racket in his hand was flicked out.

"Wait?"