Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Team Japan, Mitsuya frowned deeply.

It is rumored that someone was freaked out when he received the serve.Others seem to see the sad past and give up the game.Some people even realized the suffering of life from it, and since then... converted to Hinduism.

Therefore, Froz's trick is also known as the 'End Ball'.

"I don't know, what did you see..."

Froz smiled, knowing that this move would not have much effect on Shiraishi.But this is only the first step of his psychological warfare, let the other party step into the abyss according to the script he designed.

"call……"

At this moment, a breath sounded.

A bit of relief, a bit of emotion, and a bit of indescribable complexity.

"Thank you."

Shiraishi raised his head, those brown-black pupils had emotional fluctuations for the first time.He looked at Froz and smiled slightly: "In return, this ball... I won."

Swish!

Immediately, under the stunned eyes of everyone, the racket in his hand was quickly pulled out.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, in Froz's almost frozen eyes, a shadow passed in front of him.With a bang, like a cannonball landing, it exploded beside him.

"0-15!"

hit back...

Froz frowned.

His mental storm is actually ineffective for this person?

Do not!

Suddenly, an uncertain color flashed in his eyes.

is not invalid.

After experiencing his mental storm, the other party's mental power seems to be... tougher?

ps: There are two updates today.

Chapter [-] Annihilation Division

"No way?"

In the Indian team, everyone looked at the young man on the court in a stunned posture.The other party, in an instant, fought back Froz's mental storm?

And, with that kind of ball...

"call!"

On the side of the court, Frost's expression subsided.

The ultimate move was counter-killed, which was beyond his expectations, but his strong and tenacious heart recovered immediately.

"You are really amazing..."

He looked at Bai Shi, and in those azure blue eyes, a mysterious light flashed.Gradually, his temperament showed signs of change.

"Well……"

Mitsugu frowned, he felt a sense of depression from the other side.The others were more or less the same, only behind the crowd, the tall young man leaning against the wall flickered.

In the half of Yuezhi's exposed eyes, a few thoughts flashed: "This feeling is..."

Very familiar, he seems to have seen it somewhere.

"Come again!"

At this time, Froz opened his mouth.With a graceful posture, he hit the serve again, shooting straight to the right side of Shiraishi's body.

Snapped!

The tennis ball landed and bounced instantly.

"This ball..."

Shiraishi frowned, vaguely, he felt a trace of unnaturalness.But the racket in his hand did not hesitate, and after pulling it back, he slammed it out.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball turned back.

"This guy is really good."

In the stands, the Argentine Pelos looked at Shiraishi, and the admiration in his eyes grew stronger.

This person's counterattack seems to be ordinary, but not at all gorgeous.In the eyes of ordinary people, it is estimated that it is not surprising.

But Pelos read something different from the extremely simple ball-returning action.

"It's really unusual."

Beside him, Knos of the Netherlands directly expressed his thoughts: "This person's tennis style is very similar to the king of the German team..."