Tennis: Buy Seigaku For One Dollar, Fire Coach

"Tezuka...so weak!"

Both Fuji and the referee had an idea that seemed to have happened.

That's it.

The score is clearly Lin Bei leading Tezuka 4-1.

The game is not over yet.

But they all felt that Tezuka would definitely lose.

But they had no objection to this.

Even if it is an idea that comes naturally to your mind.

If they think about it themselves... they also think that Tezuka's chance of winning is very low, it can even be said to be as simple as zero.

After all, the gap between the two sides has been fully demonstrated in the five games just now.

Lin Bei is stronger, and he can do everything Tezuka knows, and is even more proficient. If this is the case, why is Tezuka not bound to lose?

Both of them thought that the next game was already garbage time.

On court.

Tezuka kept breathing.

Rhythm.

Faster than usual.

Although his expression is still the same as before... solemn!

Demeanor.

It is also as stable as the earth.

But Tezuka is very aware that his calm heart... is trembling!

After entering the profession, it is not that Tezuka has never lost, but it was only during his weakest period.

After being so powerful, he has never encountered an opponent who was targeted and completely defeated by his opponent... He really has never encountered one.

"No matter what, I will defeat him."

Deep in Tezuka's eyes, a cold light flashed, and the deep fighting spirit was about to burst out.

On the other side, Lin Bei seemed to feel Tezuka's aura, like his soul burning, giving people a heavy and motionless feeling, and the corners of Lin Bei's mouth curled up.

"Then let's make it a little more difficult for you."

call!

Lin Bei threw up the tennis ball and looked at the tennis ball rolling under the sun.

The pupils in his eyes seemed to be the size of tennis balls.

He slowly raised his arm, and the metallic feel of the black racquet also shimmered in the sun.

"With lightning speed!"

His footsteps were rooted on the ground, and the explosive power of his body was more violent than jumping, and he dunked the tennis ball down more violently.

In an instant.

The tennis ball fired by Racquet was like a flash of lightning, crackling, and bombarded Tezuka's side at a speed as fast as lightning...

Throughout the entire process, Tezuka was unable to move even a single step.

"15-0!"

When the referee announced the score, Tezuka could not help but shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Okay, so fast..."

Off the field.

Fuji looked at Lin Bei with more complicated eyes.

"You...are hiding it too deeply, right?!"

From playing against him to playing against Tezuka, Lin Bei's trump cards seem to be endless. Every time you think this is all Lin Bei has, he bursts out with more terrifying trump cards.

Combined with the calm look, Fuji felt that this may not be all of Lin Bei.

1.5 "I didn't expect there was such a skill."

"But I... once took over the serve from the professional player who served first. No matter how fast you are, you are only a few points faster than him!"

Tezuka's eyes were focused, but he was not depressed. There was a flash of light in his eyes. When Lin Bei served again, his energy could not be too concentrated. When Lin Bei's serve came, he stepped forward and said, "In advance." Hit the ball to the right...