The Prince of Tennis Perfect Tennis

At the moment when he saw Wei Yilin, to be honest, it was hard for Shen He to believe that Wei Yilin's age could actually reach such an extent in such a competition, although the China Semi-Professional Tennis Championship was not in his eyes for disaster prevention. , But this is also one of the world-famous three semi-professional tennis tournaments anyhow. There will be more and no less powerful players, and Wei Yilin, let alone other people who can compete in such tournaments at this age In this way, the name of genius is absolutely veritable.

Of course, although Shen Helai’s reason for presiding over this game was Wei Yilin, but he will never favor anyone when presiding over the game. This is not only his professionalism as a world-class referee, but also Because he wanted to see to what extent Wei Yilin's strength has reached, and whether he is a tennis genius who has been rare in a century as the outside world has rumored.

"Wei Yilin, congratulations on entering the final stage. I have been looking forward to competing with you for a long time!"

Holding the tennis ball, Li Yan smiled enthusiastically, his expression sincere does not seem to be lying.

"I have long wanted to see the strength of the Almighty King, one of the nine kings!" Wei Yilin responded with a smile. He deeply remembered Murong Zi's deep admiration when he said the nine kings. One, and now, he has already seen the strength of the King of Power and the King of Speed, and he is definitely not worthy of the title of "King", which must be domineering. If you want to come to the Almighty King, Li Yan will definitely not be an easy generation.

"as you wish!"

Li Yan nodded lightly and took a breath. The tennis ball slowly rose toward the sky in the direction in which his left hand was raised.

"bump!!!"

The crisp sound heralded the official opening of the much-anticipated China semi-professional competition finals.

"It's started! It's started! A Lin's game will start soon! Hurry up!"

Qingxue, in the locker room, a clear and energetic voice suddenly rang. Kikumaru pulled Dashi, hurriedly took out a laptop from the dry closet, opened it eagerly, and typed Huaxia’s "Semi-Professional" on the web page. The words "live broadcast of the contest finals".

Behind him, Fuji, Gan, Taocheng, Ryoma, Tezuka, and all the candidates from Qingxue gathered here.

"Keep it down! Eiji, it would be bad if it was discovered!" Dashi frowned and said with some concern. Now it is their normal training time, not the time of rest, and the reason why they gather here secretly is for He came to cheer on Wei Yilin, but didn't tell Long Qijin that if the voice was too loud and she found out, no one would want to see the consequences.

Hearing Dashi's words, Kikumaru also realized this immediately, and he covered his mouth quickly, and even became cautious when he looked up the website.

"I see, Dashi."

Seeing Kikumaru’s funny look, Fujia behind him couldn’t help but smile, but his gaze turned to a man standing next to him: “However, I’m very curious, Tezuka, why would you sneak out with us? ?"

As soon as these words came out, the candidates immediately focused their attention on Tezuka, even if they were anxious to find Wei Yilin’s live broadcast of Jumaru.

Being watched so tightly by so many people, if it were ordinary people, I would have been embarrassed or nervous, but Tezuka is worthy of Tezuka. Faced with this situation, he just glanced at everyone indifferently. With a firm tone, he said firmly: "Lin is our teammate and our friend. We can't cheer for him on the sidelines of his game, and we can only wish him silently here, but now It was originally time for training. This has violated the rules of the tennis club. After watching the game, everyone went to the playground to run fifty laps!"

"Ah! What!"

Hearing Tezuka's words, everyone's expressions instantly turned bitter, and they kept complaining about why they had to ask this kind of question. They completely forgot that they also wanted to know Tezuka's thoughts just now.

"Okay! Found it!"

At this time, Ju Wan's voice sounded again, and Wei Yilin's game situation had already appeared on the small computer screen. The face and the face were tightly clustered together, and the locker room fell into a moment of calm......

Tennis hits!Li Yan's serve began to show amazing speed after leaving the tennis racket. The orange + colored tennis ball instantly painted an orange + colored light beam, dragging a long tail across the entire playing field and landing on Wei Yilin's. Forward right.

"So fast!"

Wei Yilin looked stunned. This speed has completely reached the level of world-class serve. However, Li Yan was able to make such a serve and did not surprise him, but he did not expect to be the first in such an important game. He has already shown such strength.

"bump!!!"

"Ace, 15-0"

"The battle has begun!"

Wei Yilin murmured solemnly, and the idea of ​​trying to test it was completely thrown away, because Li Yan's aggressive momentum of hitting a world-class high-speed serve as soon as he came on the court had shown that he did not want to give Wei Yilin. Opportunity for temptation.

"Then fight!"

Wei Yilin sipped in his heart, the divine light flashed in his eyes, and the fierce fighting intent suddenly came out!He is not afraid of anyone than tennis!

"Are you serious? Kind of interesting."

With a slight smile, Li Yan clearly felt the fierce fighting spirit emanating from Wei Yilin's body. Unwilling to show weakness, he threw the tennis ball in his hand and knocked it out. He used his actions to show his uncompromising thoughts, because of this. The ball, obviously faster than the last one!

"Good job!"

Wei Yilin's heart was shocked, his right foot stomped on the ground heavily, making a life-long bang, and his limit speed was used unreservedly at this time.

No way, in the face of such a world-class high-speed serve, it is impossible to catch the ball without the limit speed, let alone receive it. Therefore, the limit speed, Wei Yilin has to use it.

"Justice!"

With a deep sigh, after these few games, Wei Yilin’s tennis skills have been greatly improved during this period of time, and he can still use the rigid style when facing such a world-class high-speed serve. Batting.

It can be said that this world deserves to be a world where tennis is supreme. Even though he stood on the top + peak of the world in his previous life, here, for the first time, Wei Yilin raised the idea that his tennis was not strong enough. .

The invincible Wushan and the unparalleled Murongying's speed were defeated by him, but such a difficult process and waiting?Although there is still a gap between him and his previous life's peak + peak strength, the gap is not too big.But according to the current situation, what if Wei Yilin returns to the peak + peak?It is not enough to collapse to the top of the mountain in this world.

In Ryoma's words, that is: it's still far away!

Therefore, the current Wei Yilin really wants to continue to improve his strength, and when he encounters a strong opponent like Xiang Li Yan, he really can't ask for it!

"boom!!!"

Extremely powerful, Wei Yilin, who has the blessing of a rigid shot, has an incredible power carried on the tennis ball he hits. The sound of sizzling current is endless, and the power current appears without any surprise.

"It's stronger!"

On the sidelines, Wu Shan grinned slightly when he saw this situation.

However, in the face of such a shot, Li Yan's face did not change, and his steps were light, and he appeared in front of the tennis just as quickly.

"Gang style? It is indeed a very powerful hitting technique to increase strength, Wei Yilin, I have to say, you are really a genius, if you are at your age, I will lose if I meet you!"

Li Yan said softly, he was also watching the game in front of Wei Yilin, and the Gang-style shot gave him a deep impression. With this trick, Wushan's power monster was equally divided. I have to say It really shocked him.

However, although the Gang style is strong, it is impossible to let him Li Yan helpless!

"Exit!"

A faint voice came from Li Yan's body, and he saw his racket stand upright, without using any cutting angle that could weaken the power of the tennis ball, and straight towards Wei Yilin's screaming voice. The style greeted the past head-on....

"Is it head-on?"

Seeing Li Yan's movements, Wei Yilin murmured, with a curious look between his eyes. He wondered if Li Yan could hit back his rigid shot head-on?

All results will be revealed in the blink of an eye......

Chapter 60 Finals (2)

"Bump~!"

When the orange+color tennis ball with constant power and current finally landed on Li Yan's racket, a crisp hitting sound rang softly, and with this soft sound, there were thirty thousand people on the scene. The audience was full of incredible eyes.

Because, under Wei Yilin's strong, rigid shot, Li Yan actually returned the tennis tide Wei Yilin back like a normal hitting back half without any hindrance, without any difficult scenes as thought. .

"How is it possible?"