Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Ten goals!

Even twenty goals!

Snapped!

"30-40!"

Snapped!

"game! Chitose at Shitenbaoji, 1-1!"

Snapped!

"game! Chitose at Shitenbaoji, 2-1!"

Snapped!

"game! Chitose at Shitenbaoji, 3-1!"

After being won three games in a row, Liu seemed indifferent.Immediately, Jackal said excitedly: "Liu, what are you doing?"

"Data collection."

King Nio said, no one here knows Liu's plight better than him.He himself is a hidden data stream player.His unique trick must have the data of the corresponding object as the basis.When it comes to the data stored in his brain, he is not necessarily weaker than Liu.

But from just now until now, in three rounds of ten goals, that Chitose unceremoniously hit ten Shenyin.But he still hadn't found the point where the tennis ball disappeared. From this, it can be seen how terrifying the speed of Shenyin's rotation is.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

At this moment, in Liu's mind, the two dots connecting the disappearance and appearance of Shi Ji's ghosts were intertwined, forming an intricate network.

What makes him feel extremely difficult is the intersection of the network, which has formed dozens of points, and none of them are the same.

"am I wrong?"

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the plan he had chosen was wrong, and deep in his heart, there was an idea that he should not rely on data.

However, when he caught a glimpse of the smile on Chitose's face, his body shuddered.

"Could it be that……"

Thinking back again, every time Chitose returned the ball before, the position where the tennis ball disappeared and the position where it reappeared never overlapped.

"Scary guy."

Liu opened his eyes and looked deeply at Chitose across from him.He fell into the opponent's trap and risked having doubts about his tennis at first.

In data tennis, the most fearful thing is to doubt the data.

He remembered that the senior who taught him data tennis said that once the belief is shaken, everything built on data will fall apart.

The higher realm of data tennis is to use data feedback to mislead opponents.Those who can do this can be called data masters.

"I didn't expect that his understanding of data was even deeper than mine." Liu sighed in his heart, but at the same time he had to admit that the so-called two heroes of Kyushu were indeed not just vain.

Chitose, obviously using Shenyin as bait to lure him into the pre-arranged situation.After that, every time he played Shenyin disappeared in a different position, in order to mislead him. After many times without a scientific explanation, he would have self-contradiction and re-examine his own data tennis.

The so-called attacking heart, nothing more than this.

Liu also reacted, perhaps Chitose was not a master at using data.But he is an even more terrible strategist.

After rationalizing everything, the corner of his mouth curled slightly: "Unfortunately, cleverness is mistaken by cleverness. Your calculations have completely exposed your hidden weaknesses."

Not only that, Liu also found Chitose's fatal weakness.

Swish!

Raising his head, his gaze fell on the other's face, or more precisely, on Chitose's eye, the dull right eye.

Chapter [-] Liu's Counterattack

Right eye!

Judging from Chitose's attack and defense just now, his response to the return ball on the right side was always a little delayed.

Looking at his right eye again, it is slightly dim, and it is not difficult to draw a conclusion.

Liu closed his eyes lightly, and secretly had a plan in his heart.

Snapped!

Snapped!

On the opposite side, Chitose tapped the tennis ball, and sighed slightly in his heart: "What a cautious guy, if it were Kenya, I'm afraid I'd already be fooled."

Liu's degree of caution was higher than Chitose imagined.He was right, Chitose used his confidence in his tennis statistics to deliberately lure him into a self-contradiction of thinking.

Unfortunately, it was discovered by Liu, and the success fell short.

"but."

Raising his head, he glanced at each other and smiled, "It's time to end."

After he finished speaking, he threw the tennis ball up, stretched his body, raised the racket briskly, and pressed it down with great style.