Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"Hey, let Master Balzer teach you what a real serve is."

call!

The next moment, he threw the tennis ball high.

Afterwards, his legs slammed on the ground, and his whole body rose into the air like a falcon.Raise the racket in your hand and aim at the tennis ball high in the air.

"Let you see the real Bamhill missile!"

Boom!

The voice fell, only to hear a violent explosion.

Chi!

The tennis ball flew from one end of the court to the other in an instant, and the speed was so fast that Bupo, who was standing in front of the net, felt a terrifying and chilling feeling.

"So fast!"

Boom!

Then, the tennis ball hit the ground, blasting out dust like a cannonball.Before waiting for a more intelligent response, the tennis ball was ejected, and with a bang, the wall behind him was directly smashed through.

One hit kill - Bamhill missile!

Chapter [-] World-Class Serve

boom!

The tennis ball hit the ground, setting off a cloud of dust.

"30-0!"

hiss!

Watching Bazel, who swung like a god of war, hit two one-hit-kill aces in a row, the England fans in the audience gasped.

This serve is not much worse than Triris' Magganon before, right?

boom!

"40-0!"

boom!

"game! England, 1-0, exchange pitches."

"I didn't expect that there are such powerful black players."

Mitsugu also said with emotion: "In people's minds, there are few powerful black players in tennis. Their advantage is explosiveness, but they are not good at something as small as tennis.

And this Bazel can gain a firm foothold in the England team. From this point of view, I am afraid that he is not just as simple as serving. "

"However, if you serve..."

Mitsugu said, looking at the exchange court, Yuezhi walked over with a blank face.

"This guy, I'm afraid he can't stand it anymore?"

Exchange pitches.

"Hey!"

At the moment of passing by, Bazel provocatively glanced at the tall Yuezhi, and sneered: "Use your serve as well, and I will show you a frontal attack!"

really.

The eyes next to him are squinted.

"Senior Yuezhi and this person, something unpleasant must have happened before the game."

He looked at his nose, nose and mouth, but the thoughts in his heart didn't show at all.However, what surprised him was that Yue Zhi was actually indifferent to this face-friendly provocation.

"very good."

Bazel's eyes turned a little colder.

He didn't expect that the guy in front of him would dare to ignore his existence and ignore him, the fifth-ranked U-17 player in England.

Next to Maxi raised his brows slightly: "It's interesting."

Unlike Bazel, who was careful and sensitive, he felt a vague sense of oppression on his body when he passed by Yuezhi.

"It seems that the representatives of the Japanese team are not all incompetent."

"The second game begins."

The referee looked at the prepared players, nodded and said, "The Japanese team player Yuezhi Yueguang serves, the game is over!"

at this time.

It was only one minute and thirty seconds away from the start of the game.

Among them, more than [-] seconds are still the time it takes for the two sides to exchange courts.To the audience, the game was over before they even had time to blink.

Snapped!

Snapped!