Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

With a sweep of the racket, he hit Shiraishi's backhand.

The latter raised his brows lightly, and immediately changed his strokes, as if he wanted to use a short ball to force Yukimura to step forward.But the latter was unmoved, just occupying the center line, showing a steady and calm general style.

Snapped!

Shiraishi's movements remained the same, still gently cutting out the tennis ball.

Short ball!

And it is a high-level short ball comparable to Xu Rulin and Zero Style!

"As expected of you."

Yukimura's smile did not diminish. I am afraid that after Shiraishi made a chipping action, he was already sure to lead him to the net.It's just, how can he make the other party do what he wants.

tread!

He stepped forward, but his eyes were full of brilliance.

call!

Pulling out the racket, Yukimura, under everyone's astonished gaze, slapped the slowly bouncing tennis ball directly to the bottom line.No chance for Shiraishi to smash at all.

"hiss!"

Seeing this, the surrounding audience couldn't help gasping for air.

Sitianbao Temple, Chitose's eyes showed a look of fear: "Just like Shiraishi has the strength to hit a short ball comparable to Xu Rulin, this Yukimura is also confident that he can hit tennis to that corner."

Both of them are extremely confident in their own skills.

In their eyes, there is no hesitation, no fear, and no doubt about their own strength.

Every time you hit the ball, someone else must be full of flaws.Chitose himself had just taken Shiroishi's point of view, but when he saw Yukimura's shot, he only felt boundless pressure hitting him.

Can't catch up.

Can't take it.

Can't stop it.

It seemed that in an instant, his tennis ball would be crushed to pieces.

"Gudu..."

After the shock, he subconsciously swallowed.

At this moment, a bitter laughter came from beside him: "Can't you keep up?"

Turning to look, it was Qianye with a pale face.

"Yes."

Chitose sighed, shook his head and said, "This is not a match we can get involved in at all."

No matter which side he is in, he has no hope of winning.

That's a moat.

It is above the national peak, a more advanced realm.

Among the junior high school students, there was probably only Tezuka, who was perfect, barely taking half a step.But compared to the two on the court, it's still not enough to see.

Even Kintaro, in front of these two, can only be regarded as a little monster.

Bang!

Bang!

As the speed of the two increased and the strength increased, dust suddenly surged on the court.Gradually, there was a tendency to cover the two figures.

"Look, can't see clearly... Gudu."

Li Hai, Qi Yuan was covered in sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Just catching up with the speed of the two made him feel suffocated.It is hard to imagine how much their game has reached.

"Yukimura slices the ball."

"The opponent fought back."

"smash."

"Anti-smash...hs!"

Indistinctly, there was a soft sound that entered the ears of Kirihara and the others.

Several people were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the figure in the black peaked cap in disbelief.

"Really, Vice-Minister Sanada, is actually... thinking about it?"

Kirihara thought the world was too crazy.

On the other hand, Liu let out a deep breath, and then looked at the stadium full of dust, his pupils shrank again.

He knew very well that the match between the two was too terrifying.So much so that Sanada could only concentrate fully, and did not even notice that he did something so undignified.

"call……"