Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"Nice swipe ball..."

Baikalche's eyes sank slightly.

The strength shown by the other party before is probably not [-]%.However, he was also well prepared. Through mental arithmetic, he calculated the trajectory and landing point of the ball.

"If I'm not wrong."

He opened his eyes, moved his body quickly, grabbed the tennis ball before it landed, raised the racket and stopped it in front of the landing point.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was hit back by him.

"Not bad!"

Gage smiled, his eyes slightly brighter.The long blue hair that drooped to the shoulders actually floated up, and his body was also dyed with a faint blue color.

The... realm of speed!

tread!

Suddenly, he stepped out.

In an instant, he moved to the front of the tennis ball under the unbelievable gaze of everyone.Aiming at Baikalche's return ball, he pressed down lightly.

Snapped!

"0-15!"

clap clap...

The referee's voice fell, and the tennis ball landed on Baikalche, who was still hitting the ball.

"It's useless."

Jiazhi shook his head and said, "As I said, no matter how you calculate it. It's impossible to calculate my speed. If you want to catch up with me, you are [-] years too early!"

He said, putting the racket on his shoulder, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

He knew exactly what Baikalche was thinking.

Not only that, but Kaji just thinks a little bit and plays according to the opponent's idea.Let the other party think that he is the turtle in the urn, but in fact, he Jiazhifengduo is the real fisherman.

What he liked most was seeing the disgusting smile of the other party, which instantly dimmed and his beliefs completely collapsed.

"Very confident."

For the Indian team, Froz looked at Gazhi with a smile.

Next to him, whether it was Darrell or other Indian representatives, their eyes trembled.

They all looked at Baikalche's back.

It's not very high, but even the eyes of No. 3 Darrell showed a strong sense of fear.

This ugly guy, I am afraid he has already observed his prey, and the real horror of him is about to begin...

Chapter seventy-ninth

boom!

"0-30!"

boom!

"0-40!"

boom!

"game! Team Japan, 2-0!"

The blue phantom turned into the master of the stadium.

For a split second, there was no place that Kaji couldn't reach.The game has entered his rhythm, and even some fans of the Indian team can't stand it anymore and leave their positions on excuses.

"speed!"

Gaji raised his racket, looked at his opponent with a sneer, and said, "You won't understand, when the speed is at its peak. There is no tennis that I can't hit back."

"Really?"

Opposite, Baikalche smiled.

A bright smile appeared on his swarthy face, and his wide white teeth gleamed a little.

Ding!

At this moment, everyone seemed to hear a crisp voice.

"Perhaps, your speed is really fast."

Baikalche turned the racket lightly and shook his head: "But unfortunately, it is impossible to say that there is no place you can't reach in the audience. Because now you..."

The corner of his mouth raised a contemptuous arc: "Not qualified yet!"

"continue."

Gaji laughed, but the strength of his grip on the racket was a little heavier.The other party showed that kind of face again, as if everything was in his calculations, but in fact it was just pretending.