Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

The aura on this person is very similar to that of Koishikawa.Moreover, with his current vision, it is not difficult to perceive Baikalche's sense of deliberateness.

Koishikawa is different, that guy has a very low sense of existence.

If you use this pretense shade again...

Thinking of this, Shiraishi's eyes brightened.

Not long after, the two guessed the right to serve, and both retreated to the bottom line.

"The game starts, the Japanese team player Kaji serves, the game is over!"

on the field.

Kaji held a tennis ball in his hand, bent down and tapped lightly.At the same time, his eyes fell on Baikalche on the opposite side, and he simulated the battle plan in his brain.

"Obviously, he knows my tennis style. But he's right, I'm definitely not measurable with the data I used to be, so later, as long as he doesn't collect data..."

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through his mind.

call!

The next moment, he tossed the tennis ball and stretched his arms.He stood on tiptoe, the racket held high and dunked towards the tennis ball.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball played by Gazhi in the form of a half-smash quickly swept over the net and hit Baikalche's side.

Snapped!

The tennis ball lands and bounces quickly.

During the whole process, Baikalche had no intention of hitting back.

"15-0!"

"what happened?"

For the Japanese team, Yuanzhe squinted his eyes and said, "Is this person collecting data? However, such a serve is obviously unnecessary, right?"

Jiazhi's serve was very fast, but at that level, Yuanzhe himself was confident that he could hit it back.

"It can't be that simple."

Mitsugu also shook his head: "This person has an average appearance and a weak sense of existence. He is a natural intelligence collector. However, his strength has never been revealed. I am afraid that he is hiding some kind of special ability."

For example, Unbreakable Iron Man's Mirror Eye.

Another example is the dual personality of the South Korean team Li Zhilong.

These are all hole cards that are enough to turn the game around.Mitsugu was a little uneasy, he didn't believe that his opponent would be unprepared.

but……

boom!

boom!

boom!

"game! The Japanese team, 1-0, exchanged courts."

With four goals in a row, Kaji hit an ace serve!

On the opposite side, Baikalche was just showing a ready gesture.The body does not mean to move to catch the ball at all, the only thing that turns is the flickering light in the eyes.

He was indeed observing his opponent.

And, unexpectedly, it took a game of time to make this kind of meaningless observation.

"It's useless."

When the two passed by, Jiazhi's voice sounded: "I know what you think, but the one just now was just a serve with [-]% of my strength..."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Baikalche smiled.

He smiled very naturally, but his eyes seemed to have glimpsed the truth, and a ray of light flashed.

Chapter [-]: Jiazhi's Confidence

"Just laugh..."

Gaji turned his head and walked across the field.

What he disliked most was the self-righteous and inscrutable smiles of these intelligence players.And what he likes most is to use his own speed to tear their disguise to shreds in an instant.

"Let me see again."

Baikalce held the tennis ball and looked up at Gazhi opposite.

If he remembered correctly, the opponent should be a speed player.Speed ​​and explosiveness are the real trump cards.

call!

He tossed the tennis ball, and at the same time raised his arms vertically, his right hand exerted force, and the racket was pressed down instantly.

Bang!