Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

Atobe's words shocked the people around him, but the wind around him became stronger and stronger, causing pain on people's faces.

Even Atobe has to avoid the edge now. He wants to show off, but he is not a fool.

There are big sand and stones in the wind. What should I do if my eyes are scratched by my iron head?

He is a person who relies on his eyes to eat.

After a while, the wind gradually stopped, and the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

After tidying up my clothes, I sat back in my seat.

"I was scared to death. I thought the typhoon had passed through."

"Me too. My uncle was caught in a typhoon before, and his body was not found in the end. My aunt Sanada shed tears."

"As long as it's okay, it's okay. I just used my mobile phone to edit a last message and went back. Now I have to tell my wife clearly, otherwise I will be in trouble when I go back at night."

Everyone had different opinions, most of them were glad that they were fine.

But a sudden scream caught their attention.

"Look, the ball actually sunk into the ground."

The audience members who were discussing this with each other just now turned around and looked at Xun Sheng.

I saw a ravine one meter long and several centimeters wide, ranging from shallow to deep, appearing above Seiichi Yukimura's half.

At the end of the gully is the still smoking tennis ball.

"How much force does it take to drive the ball into the field?"

"I'm afraid. If I accidentally hit someone, wouldn't I just punch them through?"

"Don't forget, God can smash the wall directly with the ball. What's weird about hitting the ball into the soil?"

"If you want to say that, it does make sense. Alas, I have doubts when I watch Kamishiro Aoi's matches recently. Is this really tennis?"

Kirihara Akaya's eyes were red and she was holding on to the railing with both hands.

"It's impossible, absolutely impossible (cedf). How could a ball at that height and angle hit the court after passing over the net?"

Yanagi Renji pressed Kirihara Akaya's shoulder.

"Kirihaya, calm down!"

Kirihara Akaya shook Yanagi Renji's hand.

"Calm down, Senior Liu, no matter how calm you ask me to be, it's already the last game. We only got here because of Rikkai's three consecutive victories!"

"That ball obviously couldn't have hit the minister's court."

Kirihara Akaya is the next successor appointed by Seiichi Yukimura and the others, not only because of his strength, but also because of Kirihara Akaya's strong sense of responsibility.

Although he clamored to defeat these three monsters, Seiichi Yukimura, and carry the banner of Rikkai.

But isn’t this a sign of responsibility?

Inui Sadaharu pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Although I can't believe it, I guess that Kamishiro Ao's goal must have penetrated the net first, and then penetrated through the net and hit Seiichi Yukimura's half."

"There is exactly a hole under the net on the same line as the ravine."

Everyone frowned and looked over.

Sure enough, as Inui Sadaharu said, there is indeed a hole in the net.

Their attention had been on the ball before, and they were standing perpendicular to the net, so they did not notice this.

Seiichi Yukimura looked at the holes in the net and then at the tennis ball that was almost completely sunk into the ground, sweating profusely.

The referee sitting on the high chair was speechless for a while.

He knew that there would be some weird skills in this game.

I've seen people who are stuck to the net making it impossible to hit back, and I've seen people catch the tennis ball and hit it in front of the net, but I've never seen this kind of thing that directly penetrates the net.

After contacting the organizer through the headset, the ball started playing on the big screen.

Although the wind was strong and the video was a bit blurry, after slowing down the speed, the audience could still clearly see the situation of the ball just now.

After the spiral billiard ball hit the net, there was no stalemate and it easily crashed through the net.

He entered Seiichi Yukimura's half at the angle of his flight. Even if it touched the ground, the ball did not change its trajectory at all.

It pierced the field like a spear, leaving a ravine that everyone could see and then stopped spinning on the ground.

If they didn't know that this was on set, they would definitely think that these were all done by special effects.

But here, there can be no special effects.

The referee urgently discussed with the organizer how to judge the ball.

Strictly speaking, the existence of the net is to allow tennis balls to fly over at a certain height and reduce the difficulty of catching the ball.

If there is no net, then the balls hit will probably be super low, and the players will have to lie on the ground to catch the ball.

The rules of tennis actually require that the tennis ball must exceed this height when it passes the net.

It's like a badminton net. It's set up very high, but only part of it is empty. But hitting the ball from below is invalid and counts as a score for the opponent.

But when the tennis rules were established, I never thought that someone would be able to break through the net.

To return the ball, you only need to hit the ball with racquet and land it on the opponent's court.

A rule that is commonly known as a convention, a rule clearly written on paper.

The referee estimated that in the end, Jindai Lane would still have to score.

Because it is impossible to use a principle to refute the truth, and use morality to oppose the law.

Sure enough, after a while, official news came. The referee breathed a sigh of relief and announced the score.

"0-15"

Second update. .