Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"Muramori's heart knife flow!"

Chapter Thirty-Nine Sword Drawing

"Has the game started again?"

Saito let go of his suspicions about Tanegashima and turned his eyes elsewhere.And when he saw the three people in the picture, his pupils shrank quietly.

"This... Kurobe, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

"Do not."

Kurobe shook his head and said, "You know, how could I interfere with this kind of thing."

He was also quite surprised as to why Shiraishi, the newcomer who had just entered the u-17, met the old overlord.

"Fate...?"

With his mind turning, he raised his head and looked at the flashing knife light on the screen.

Takuchi next to him narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect this guy Mura Mori to use all this trick."

Muramori's heart knife flow!

The unique swordsmanship of the Muramori family belongs to the Shinto style and is a secret that is not passed down.And Muramori, a guy who didn't do his job properly, gave up the kendo that he inherited from his father, and played tennis.

That flash of sword light, Kurobe had done calculations.

The speed, I am afraid, has surpassed Byodoin's light ball return, and it is the first high-speed return of the U-17.

"kendo!"

On the opposite side, Shiraishi's pupils shrank.

Compared with this sword light, Sanada's invisible lead shot is more like a child's trick.In an instant, Shiraishi even thought that tennis had completely disappeared.

"Well……"

Between the light and flint, his five senses were highly mobilized.

Eye-consciousness, ear-consciousness, nose-consciousness, tongue-consciousness, mind-consciousness.

The five senses and five senses presented his entire surrounding environment like a 3D picture.And Muramori's fleeting sword light was also among them.

"found it!"

Suddenly, a light flashed in Bai Shi's eyes.

Whoa!

He lifted the racket with his left hand, and under the slightly changed gaze of Muramori, he quickly drew in front of him.

Bang!

Suddenly, a crisp crash sounded.

"Did you catch it?"

Muramori's expression changed, but immediately, the corners of his mouth curled up a little.His cutting speed is very fast, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch, but in the U-17, it is not only the players who are ahead of him who can catch the tennis ball.

For example, Kaji Fengduo, the speed player known as the Blue Phantom, can catch the tennis ball with his reaction speed as fast as the wind and lightning.

But the essence of his slashing technique is more than just speed.

chi chi...

On the surface of the racket, the tennis ball is like a high-speed spinning top, squeezing the wire a little bit.It seems that in the next second, the white lines will break apart.

"With your weak arm."

The corner of Muramori's mouth twitched: "It's impossible to withstand the force of tennis... eh?"

However, his expression changed suddenly.

"Hey!"

On the opposite side, the corners of Baishi's mouth were slightly raised, and he grinned: "You seem to be very confident in your strength."

Whoa!

The voice fell, and the racket in his hand was quickly whipped out.

puff!

Immediately, the tennis ball seemed to cut through the air as it shot towards Muramori on the opposite side.Wherever it passed, the flat bottom of a tornado was lifted, forming a terrifying gray shock wave.

bang.

Before Muramori could react, he slammed on the ground, and then quickly ejected, hitting Byodoin behind him.

Snapped!

The opponent sticks out his left hand and holds the tennis ball firmly.

Looking at Bai Shi, he smiled lightly: "Not bad strength."

"What a terrible physical strength."

Seeing this, Bai Shi's eyes sank slightly.