Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"Ah!"

Hearing this, the handsome young man took out the tennis ball gracefully.

"My tennis, only two words... gorgeous!"

Swish!

Saying that, he gently tossed the tennis ball in his hand.

With a snap, his racket sliced ​​lightly and hit it.

"Cut the serve?"

On the opposite side, Mutsu Yubu, who was about to catch the ball, frowned slightly.

Immediately, he saw the movement of the tennis ball, spread out his footsteps, and moved his body quickly.

puff!

But just as he lifted the racket and was about to return the ball, the tennis ball in mid-air suddenly accelerated.

"not good!"

His face changed, and his body instinctively avoided.

Snapped!

"15-0!"

"This is……"

Beside him, Yuma Mutsu (brother) sank his eyes and said, "Accelerate the serve instantly!"

Chapter [-]: Sharp Defensive Counterattack

"Ah!"

Seeing Yuma Mutsu's expression, Yin Jiang saw that the corner of his mouth was slightly upturned, and said, "Even a simple serve can become more powerful in my hands."

Saying that, he gently stroked the hair in front of his forehead.

"Wow~~~"

Suddenly, another wave of cheers came.

"Forehead……"

Sanjingu frowned and said, "Although it's a bit stinky, he's right. The usual tricks are in his hands, and he can use different powers."

"If I guessed right..."

At this moment, Tanegashima next to him whispered, "Is it because of those hands?"

"Yes."

Mitsugu nodded, but his eyes narrowed quietly.It seems that he is very concerned about Tanegashima's insight.

However, he turned to continue: "Those Korean media are not bragging. This Yin Jiang has a pair of dexterous arms and can be described as a natural tennis genius."

"I see."

Baishi nodded, no wonder, he was still a little puzzled before, this Yin Jiang saw that the serve just now was ordinary, and there was nothing special about it.

Unexpectedly, it was because of those hands.

Thinking of this, he could not help but glanced at Tanegashima next to him.This person's insight is above him.

Snapped!

At this time, Yin Jiangjian hit the ball again.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball quickly passed through the net, while the face of Yuuma Mutsu on the opposite side sank slightly, and a dignified color flashed in his eyes.

"Ok?"

However, until the tennis ball hit the ground, the tennis ball still did not accelerate.

"Oops, fooled!"

Yuma Mutsu's expression changed, and he hurriedly stretched out his racket to block the tennis ball that bounced to the ground.

boom!

But the moment the tennis ball fell into the racket, his expression changed again.

weight!

This cut serve is actually heavier than a half-smash serve?

How can it be?

He looked at the racket in disbelief, the tennis ball that was pressing against the racket surface a little bit, gritted his teeth, and he picked it out.

Swish!

But at this moment, a figure jumped out, it was Yin Jiangjian with a smile on his face.