Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

But Shiraishi was like a frightened cat, the hairs on his body stood up suddenly.Looking at the tennis balls that were usually shot without the slightest vision, he actually had a shuddering feeling.

"this is impossible!"

Swish!

That little tennis ball flew out, seemingly very ordinary, and passed in front of him.But when Shiraishi raised the racket, he felt that his arm seemed to be pressed down by a huge boulder.

Can't lift it!

Do not!

It wasn't that he couldn't swing the racket, it was that the ball was too fast for his body to respond.The rotation above was beyond his comprehension, so much so that he couldn't even swing...!

Snapped!

Tennis, hit behind Shiraishi.

After that, the racket in his hand swiped forward like an inertia, but it was empty.The whole person almost fell down, and the cold sweat on his forehead uncontrollably flowed down.

Strong, too strong!

This kind of technology is no longer as simple as the shape of technology.Based on the fact that the samurai Echizen Nanjiro retired for ten years and spent time figuring it out every day, it has already surpassed ordinary people's understanding of technology.

Shiraishi dared to assert that even the top-ranked tennis player in the world does not understand technique as well as this sloppy looking middle-aged uncle.

Because the opponent's tennis is no longer rigid.

That is a kind of unpredictable ability on top of the form of technology!

Chapter [-] Asian Tennis

boom!

boom!

The yard of Echizen's house was covered with a layer of yellowish-brown smoke.Looking closer, there were actually two figures running constantly, and the crisp sound of hitting the ball came from this.

"Well……"

In the smoke, Shiraishi was already sweating.

And his golden wrist guards have also been thrown aside.In this way, he couldn't resist the attack of the man on the opposite side.

The speed and spin of the return ball is beyond his comprehension.

So that every time he fought back, he had to concentrate [-]% of his energy. That's right, Shiraishi used his sixth sense.

Even so, he was still passive when neither side opened a different dimension.

puff!

Another ball, pierced through the smoke in front of him, flew out.

"Damn!"

Shiraishi gritted his teeth and stepped up to catch up.

However, at the moment when he slammed the ball, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Whoosh!

Tennis, actually disappeared from his face.

"God hidden!"

Shiraishi's first reaction was that Nanjiro hit a shot similar to Chitose Shenyin, but when he searched carefully, he didn't find the slightest sign in the 340 air.

Snapped!

At this moment, the crisp sound of hitting the ball rang behind his ears.Suddenly, Shiroishi's movements became a little stiff.

"Boy, you're still a long way off."

Susu! !

The smoke dissipated, revealing Nanjiro's mean smile. He shook his head and said, "You are probably too tired and hallucinating."

In fact, he used a little trick just now to hit a trick called 'Afterimage Ball'.

It's different from Chitose's Shinyin and Tachibana's Bakugou.

Tennis is one up and down, two tennis balls corresponding to each other.And because Shiraishi was too nervous, he ignored the real tennis ball underneath and missed the opportunity to hit the ball.

"Or just be like this."

Nanjiro said, put away the racket and said: "I'll hit this today, and when I have a chance in the future, let's compete again."

"Okay, let's do this first."

Shiraishi nodded, he did consume a lot.Moreover, the opponent is too strong, at least so far, he has no effective means to break through that unpredictable technology.

one cent!

In the whole game, except for the first goal, Shiraishi never scored again.

"time to eat!"

This is, Nanako with an apron came out. She looked at Shiraishi, who was covered in sweat, and said with some distress: "Why are you sweating so much in the middle of the day? Uncle, you are also true, you are obviously a professional player, just Can't you let some Kuranosuke go?"