Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

After Kuzonev got out of the way, there was an extra shadow next to where he was standing.

"Petronovich, when did he..."

Muramori's eyes widened, and with his eyesight trained in kendo, he didn't even know when the other party moved.However, after seeing the sharp movements of the opponent's hands, his eyes sank.

Bang!

Hearing a crisp sound, Byodoin's high-tech return ball was actually intercepted by the opponent.With another shake of the racket, the rotation and force on it were completely canceled out.

"Not good..."

Muramori frowned secretly.

He'd seen Petronovich and Ito fight, the latter couldn't even fight back.The tennis of this Russian player is astonishingly fast and fierce.

During the whole process, Ito could barely touch the tennis ball.

And even if he caught it, he couldn't bear the force from above... Even in the end, the force attached to the tennis ball caused an internal injury.

Bang!

At this moment, Peternovich's arm trembled slightly, and the tennis ball was reversed and shot straight at it.Its target is Shiraishi standing in front of the net.

"These two guys!"

Muramori's face changed suddenly.

The opponent's target had been locked on Shiraishi from the very beginning.They wanted to use him as a breakthrough to cut off the arm of Byodoin and completely isolate it.

"Boy, although I don't know where you come from, but..."

On the opposite side, Petronovich's left eye, which was covered, flashed faintly. "You absolutely can't catch the ball."

Attack Ball - Claws of the Wolf!

This ball is a complete version of Petronovich's trick against Ito.Not only is the speed faster, but the hidden force rotates, and the tennis ball is attached with a hint of sharpness, like the sharp claws of a blue wolf, and a single blow will cause people to be completely injured.

"This is the end of the show."

The corners of Kuzonev's mouth curled slightly. He was inspired by Petronovich to come to Japan. The former seemed to be looking for someone.And because he was afraid that the coach would pursue it, Kuzonev did not agree to him at first.

Immediately, the two started a duel.

During the game, Petronovich used this trick to force Kuzonev to retreat.Although, this move is only a quasi-world-class peak, and the fit of tennis has not reached the world-class level.

But for this 2.5-year-old rookie, it was a fatal blow.At this moment, Kuzonev seemed to see Shiraishi being hit by a tennis ball and flying backwards.

"You seem to be..."

On the opposite side, Shiraishi, who seemed to be locked by the tennis ball, suddenly opened his mouth.Raising his head, he smiled lightly at the two of them, and said, "I've settled for me."

Swish!

As he said that, he slowly pressed his head down under the gaze of Kuzonev and the two of them.Using the cut surface of the racket as the contact point, aim at the tennis ball lightly.

Snapped!

The tennis ball trembled under the force, and then, like an autumn leaf, it slowly ejected.

"This is……"

Short ball? ! !

Kuzonev seemed to have seen something terrifying, and the whole person was completely stunned.

Chapter [-] The Shape of Skills

Short ball!

Seeing this, Kuzonev and Petronovich quietly shrank their pupils.

That person, under such circumstances, hit a short ball?

chi chi...

However, looking at the tennis ball that bounced gently after landing and rolled towards his feet, Kuzonev's nerves seemed to be pricked by a needle, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"0..."

On the opposite side, Shiraishi slowly lifted the racket, looked at the two of them with a half-smile, and said, "Beat 15!"

"It's careless."

After recovering, Kuzonev's face sank involuntarily.

As a world-class player, he can quickly adjust his emotional changes to a certain extent.He knew that from the very beginning, he underestimated the other party.

I believe that the same is true for Petronovich behind him. After all, the carefully designed plan to attack the opponent's weak point was destroyed by someone else's wave.This feeling must not be uncomfortable.

"call……"

Breathing lightly, Petronovich's squinted right eye gradually opened.After taking a deep look at Shiraishi, he lowered his head and switched positions carelessly.

"this person……"

Shiraishi frowned slightly.

The other party just gave him a very dangerous feeling.It's cold and cool, like the feeling of suddenly entering an air-conditioned room in summer.