Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

In front of him, Bai Shi, who felt the subtle aura, raised the corner of his mouth: "I'm hooked..."

Chapter [-] The broken wooden hand

boom!

boom!

In the afterglow of the setting sun, in a park in the southeast corner of Naha City, the crisp sound of hitting a ball was constantly heard.On the court, a strange duel was going on.

Whoosh!

Looking at the tennis ball that came flying, Reinhardt's eyes narrowed slightly under his sunglasses.

"Not right."

Although he didn't know what the junior high school student named Shiraishi in front of him was going to do, it was not normal for him to fight against one another, even when he was at a disadvantage.

However, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a bit when he saw the wooden hand who was still following behind the opponent with all his might.

Looking at Shiraishi again, Reinhardt couldn't help evoking a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I admit, you are the most physically energetic junior high school student I have ever seen. But in this situation, how long can you last."

If you are attacked by the enemy on your back, especially from your back, if you miss something, you will inevitably lead to an unbearable attack.Under the dual pressure of physical and mental strength, how long can the other party persist?

Bang!

With a light stroke of the racket, another textbook return hit Shiraishi's backhand side.

"Well……"

He frowned, feeling the heavy pressure.

Reinhardt was right, once he was exhausted, what awaited him was the fatal blow of the wooden hand.

"However, you probably didn't expect it..."

With a quick turn of his body, his feet moved very flexibly, and Shiraishi rushed to the place where the tennis ball landed before Mushou again.

Snapped!

The racket chipped lightly, and he hit a short, lithe ball.

"Great!"

Seeing this, the two Smiths outside the court couldn't help but sigh.This junior high school student called Shiraishi is really too strong.Although Reinhardt didn't use all his strength, maybe even less than one-tenth, but it wasn't something that average junior high school students could bear.

Throughout the history of American tennis, there are no more than ten such top junior high school players.

And the closest one is none other than Reinhardt who is standing opposite Shiraishi at the moment.

"I seem to know."

Smith spoke, his eyes swept over Shiraishi, and then he glanced at Reinhardt imperceptibly, and said softly: "The reason why this guy wants us to test this Shiraishi is not to recruit him."

"Not a solicitation? What is that?"

Wright frowned. With Shiraishi's strength, even in the National Junior High School Tennis Tournament that just ended in August this year, his strength could still be ranked among the top five among those third graders.

This kind of strength, even in the tennis powerhouses in Europe, is definitely a genius.In particular, Reinhardt is well known as a person who likes to collect talented players.

Thinking of this, Wright couldn't help but smile and said, "How could it not be a solicitation...Wait!!"

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened.

"It's not a solicitation, then from the beginning, that person is going to... sigh!"

Thinking of this, he could not help gasping for breath.

Beside him, Smith gave him a secret wink and said, "Be quiet, if that person knew about it, do you think we might still be in the U.S. team?"

"Well, I see."

Wright pulled down his hat unnaturally and buried his head.He didn't want to be blocked by that person using the resources of the United States. He couldn't bear the consequences.

boom!

boom!

At this time, a strange phenomenon had already formed on the field.

Reinhardt's return balls are almost always hit by wooden hands.The ball path is often far away from Shiraishi, but the strange thing is that Shiraishi, who is a teammate in doubles, all grabbed the tennis ball before the wooden hand.

"Hey, what game is this?"

Someone asked in confusion: "Could it be that this is some kind of special training?"

"Forehead……"

When the person next to him heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"This person must have just arrived."

"I think so too. It's a pity I didn't see such a thrilling scene just now."

"Yeah, but then again, when will this game be played?"

"Who knows."

"Yeah, it's fine anyway."