Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"Kicked the iron plate."

With a wry smile, he tossed the tennis ball, raised the racket high, and pressed it down quickly.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, in the sight of others, the tennis ball hit Shiraishi's backhand quickly like a bullet.

"Nice serve."

Guanyue, whose face was still a little red, opened his mouth and said, like a professional referee, he commented on Qianshi's serve: "Having learned from the previous lesson, Qianshi played this ball very carefully. I add quite a bit of wiggle room myself.”

"And judging from Shiraishi's actions just now, he should be a master at half-volley."

Guanyue's tone is firm. As an elite who has studied overseas, he has considerable confidence in his own vision, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he shows a self-confessed elegant smile.

"This ball is very low, and the angle of the bounce is not high. It is not suitable for half-volleys. If you guess correctly, Shiraishi's ball is likely to hit the opposite corner, Qianshi's backhand."

tread!

Sure enough, Shiraishi took a step forward.

He took a step across with his right foot, caught up with the tennis ball, used it as an axis, and stuck out his left hand diagonally downward.Immediately, the arm exerted force and whipped the tennis ball to the opposite corner.

"Sure enough!"

Seeing this, Guanyue smiled.

He grabbed his hair with his left hand, rubbed it lightly, looked at Qianshi opposite, and said with a smile, "Tennis hits back quickly, but Qianshi is not an ordinary player."

Swish!

Sure enough, Qianshi on the opposite side moved.

His eyes widened, and the rapidly flying tennis ball was gradually reflected in his pupils.

"Qianshi, he has very powerful dynamic vision."

St. Rudolph is a school in Tokyo, so Guanyue, who has just returned to China, has already mastered the information about the opponent he will face next spring.

He laughed: "Therefore, he will never sit still."

tread!

The voice fell, and Qian Shi stepped out.

And all of this was accomplished between the electric light and flint.In the ears of everyone, as soon as Guanyue's voice fell, Qianshi ran towards the opposite corner, just as predicted in advance.

"This guy's data tennis is very unusual."

Kadowaki's eyes sank slightly. He didn't expect that the little-known manager of the St. Rudolph tennis department would be so powerful.  …

"It looks like there will be a good show in Kanto next year."

He smiled in his heart, the more chaotic the Kanto region, the greater the profit of his shepherd's vine.Moreover, his goal is not to watch the moon, nor Qianshi, but that guy.

Thinking of this, he turned his eyes and landed on Bai Shi.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Kamonwaki was stunned.

"This guy didn't even prepare to catch the ball? Could it be that he thought the ball would definitely score? What a joke!"

Although I don't want to see Guanyue, Kadowaki has to admit that the other party's prediction is still somewhat standard.At least this ball, Qianshi can definitely catch it.

"Could it be that I overestimated this Shiraishi?"

There was a hint of doubt on his broad face.However, when his eyes fell on the tennis ball that Qianshi was chasing, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"This is……"

Whoosh!

The tennis ball that shot straight at the opposite corner changed direction just before it came into contact with Qianshi, bypassing a huge arc.

Bang!

Under the shocking gaze of the audience outside the court, the tennis ball deflected and hit the corner on the other side.

"0-30!"

tread!

Qianshi's right foot came to a halt, as if it had taken root, and his entire body stopped in place, like a mud-wood sculpture.

"Gudu..."

Guanyue swallowed his saliva.

He guessed wrong again, and Shiraishi's counterattack was aimed at the other corner from the very beginning.

"This choice, this level of possession."

On his forehead, there was a faint cold sweat oozing out.

too strong!

Even the geniuses he encountered abroad couldn't hit the ball at this level.This guy has basically achieved the level of an arm.