Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Shiraishi's serve is very standard, his swing is fast, his angle selection and ball-handling skills are all excellent.More importantly, the tennis style that does not have a hint of bells and whistles, and trades minimum force for maximum effect, gives them a vaguely masterful demeanor.

"Although it's a bit exaggerated, this kid's skills may have reached the top level of Japanese tennis." After evaluating Shiraishi, Uejima of the technical department turned his eyes to Yukimura who was swinging and catching the ball.

"It's fast and every step is just right."

Unlike Kenya's fancy and eye-catching movements, Yukimura's movements are more concise and flexible, and the visual impact is not strong.If he didn't pay attention, he might have been attracted by the coat he draped over his shoulders.

When they reacted, others had already arrived at the corresponding position.

"His strength is probably higher than Sanada who used extreme lightning strikes."

After catching up, Yukimura raised his racket high, and his eyes quietly fell on Shiraishi who was opposite.In an instant, a series of analyses and thoughts kept pouring out of his brain.

"Since this is the case, there is no need for temptation."

As his thoughts turned, he swung the racket out of his hand.The front part fell a little, hit the tennis ball with precision, and then, with the right arm, slapped it out.

Bang!

The whole process, but the moment of lightning flint.People only felt that Shiraishi's serve had already been hit back by Yukimura.

"Quick! Accurate! Ruthless!"

In the Sitianbao Temple, Chitose's eyes gradually became solemn.

In the minds of others, they only think that Yukimura is very strong and returns the ball very quickly.But in the eyes of a professional like him, there are many points worth repeating analysis and research in the whole process of fighting back.

"Pretty good footwork, great insight, and superb ball control."

In just a moment, a lot of information was reflected in his mind.

But after seeing the trajectory of the tennis ball, Chitose's brows slowly wrinkled: "The ball that is pressing the bottom line, do you want to have a bottom line tug of war with Shiraishi?"

The bottom line is a tug of war, and he doesn't think Shiraishi will lose.That guy's physical strength is probably the most abundant in Sitianbaoji. No matter how strong Yukimura's physical strength is, he is probably not as good as Sanada.

Snapped!

However, when he saw the tennis ball landed about forty centimeters in front of Bai Shi, he raised his brows again: "So that's the case, using this little trick to consume his physical strength?"

In this posture, if Shiraishi wanted to return the ball, he had to bend his knees, which would increase the consumption of physical strength.For a long time, there may even be adverse reactions such as cramps.

rustle……

However, Shiraishi slowly moved back two steps, and after his body was separated from the tennis ball by a certain distance, his left hand quickly pulled up.

"Oh?"

The opposite Yukimura raised his brows slightly.

His plan was exactly as Chitose thought, using small skills to limit Shiraishi to the bottom line, while draining the opponent's physical strength.But I didn't expect it to be seen in advance. Looking at it like this, the opponent's attack direction is very likely to be a huge loophole on his backhand side.

Snapped!

Who knows, the opposite Shiraishi, but gently slashed with his backhand.

Short ball?

Yukimura raised his brows, he didn't dare to neglect, and quickly walked towards the net. ... This distance is not difficult for him, not to mention that Shiraishi's cut ball is located near the bottom line. Although it is exquisite, it is too far away. long.

Bang!

In the end, Yukimura slapped the tennis ball before it hit the ground.

"Ah!"

On the opposite side, Shiraishi chuckled lightly, and under Yukimura's eyes, held the tennis ball high in the air.

Provocative?

Yukimura frowned, stepped on the ground, and jumped up hard.His body flew in the air, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he slammed the tennis ball down.

Boom!

Suddenly, the tennis ball that poured his power into it suddenly fell like a cannonball.

Whoa!

On the other side, Shiraishi turned around quickly, opened his hands to use the giant bear counterattack, lifted the tennis ball high, and threw it behind Yukimura.

"really."

Yukimura's expression didn't change. The moment Shiraishi hit the lob, he guessed that the opponent was using the giant bear to fight back.Immediately, he turned around sharply and borrowed force in mid-air, the racket just hit the tennis ball and hit it.

"This……"

Everyone in Sitianbao Temple was shocked, even Yuan Zhe couldn't smash the ball twice in mid-air, right?

tread!

After landing, Yukimura quickly turned around.He doesn't believe that the ball just now can be scored from the opponent.

Whoa!

However, just as he turned around, the yellow-black coat that should have been draped over his shoulders slowly floated down, blocking his vision.

"Have you figured it out already?"

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the other party was actually calculating the coat he draped over his shoulders at first.But the opponent probably did not expect that he is not the kind of player who only returns the ball with his eyes.