Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"This ball...I won it."

Bang!

After he finished speaking, he dunked his racket briskly and hit the tennis ball on the blind spot of the two.

"30-0!"

tread!

When Yin Jiang saw the ground, his jersey shook gently with the wind, giving him an indescribable dashing taste.

"Wow!"

The stadium was boiling again, but the Mutsu brothers were gloomy.The two brothers were actually played by the other party.

"Damn!"

Mutsu hurriedly gritted his teeth, and the strength of his grip on the racket became a little heavier.

"Calm down, take a walk."

The older brother Yuma Mutsu shook his head and said, "Although he was tricked by him, this is indeed his true skill. Those hands are really dexterous..."

"How to do?"

Mutsu jogged slowly, his eyes narrowed.

"Look again, don't mess up."

Yuuma Mutsu said in a low voice, "I think they have something behind to reveal their abilities so early. Besides, it's not impossible to see through his abilities."

"I understand."

Bang!

This time, Yin Jiangjian hit a standard serve.

Tread! !

On the opposite side, Mutsu Yubu moved quickly.

He changed his previous recklessness, and his whole body was highly concentrated, his eyes fell on this serve, and he observed the little bits on it.

"This serve...isn't there any problem?"

With some doubts, he pulled the racket over.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, he successfully hit the tennis ball with a normal touch.

"Sure enough, was it just a test?"

He squinted and looked at the smiling young man across from him, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

He saw... a flaw!

Whoosh!

Without thinking, he suddenly threw the tennis ball and hit the blind spot opposite Yin Jiangjian.

"Nice hitting..."

However, the other party just smiled, without the slightest panic.

Whoosh!

Watching the tennis ball pass by his side, he smiled and said, "Cannon, I'll leave it to you later."

"Do not worry!"

At this moment, a bold voice sounded.However, he saw that the flat-headed brother Zheng Dabao flashed, his right arm raised the racket, and his muscles swelled faintly.

"drink!"

He gave a loud shout and slapped the tennis ball.

"Good guy!"

Seeing the ball, Yuuma Mutsu stepped forward with a solemn expression and slapped it.

"hey-hey!!"

On the opposite side, the burly Zheng Dapao caught up with the tennis ball and slapped it again.

boom!

boom!

For a time, the court turned into a one-two situation.

"That rascal……"

Seeing Zheng Dabao's defeat of two, Mitsugu's brows could not help frowning: "Aren't you afraid that your physical strength will be exhausted too fast... eh?"

Suddenly, he glanced and saw a figure appearing in front of the net.

"See you Yin Jiang!"