The strongest military division of the net king

“Bang”

The figure has arrived, and the speed of the trace has reached the extreme. The moment the person arrives, the return ball has arrived.

Snap

Still pumping the ball, aiming for… At the feet of Renji.

“Temptation, there is no need, and… As far as I know, this is not your way of playing. ”

Lianji’s eyes had already opened, and the darkness seemed to contain infinite mystery.

“Mole!”

Ordinary pumping balls can’t help the trace, it’s better to be the first to shoot.

The strong rotation is more than half a distance more powerful than the mole in the last confrontation with the immobile peak. The effect of the special training began to manifest.

“Brush!”

Looking at Lian Er, who took the lead in launching the offensive, everyone present was taken aback, in everyone’s memory, Lian Er’s playing style doomed him to be a player who likes to be passive, but this time it was a rare advance reactionary attack.

“Snap!”

With the sound of catching the ball, the racket in the trail caught the tennis ball in flight, and looked at Renji with a raised eyebrow.

“That’s not enough!”

Although he said so, the seriousness on his face was not pretend. The rotation above his arm made his wrist feel a lot of pressure, and naturally pushed forward, and the tennis ball was beaten.

“Yes!”

Renji couldn’t see any expression on his face, swung his racket, and launched another attack.

And under Renji’s attack: The traces are losing ground one after another.

“Mile!”

Kirihara laughed softly, “What kind of traces, can’t even withstand this level of attack?”

“To this extent? Little kelp, you really dare to say it! ”

Marui next to him wiped the sweat on his head and said with a low smile: “You can see the trajectory of the tennis ball first.”

Kirihara blinked, he was indeed just frightened by Renji’s desperate momentum, and did not observe too much. Sinking into his heart, his eyes were fixed on the tennis ball flying back and forth. Gradually, layers of sweat beads oozed from his forehead.

He trembled, “This, this attack!!”

The tennis ball is not played with brute force, and there is a fairly strong rotation attached to it. The tennis ball turned, and the air currents rolled up around it turned into a mist, wrapping it layer by layer without considerable eyesight and high concentration power. I can’t even see where the tennis ball is going.

Among the ordinary members of the Ice knight, one is brown. The colored young man’s teeth were constantly chattering

It attracted the attention of others.

“What happened to you? It doesn’t matter.”

However, the young man’s eyes widened more and more, and even blood appeared at the corners of his eyes.

“Hey! What the hell is wrong with him?”

“Who knows, it is estimated that he was assigned to the substitute, and he is not satisfied.”

“Hey, you guys be quiet, don’t let him hear.”

Hiyoshiruo. The Ice knight was selected for the second grade, and his strength was very strong, but he was not selected by the supervision. This match against the sea of opposites. He was placed on the bench and could only stand among the ordinary players.

He heard the discussion next to him clearly, but he didn’t bother to argue with these idiots. His gaze was locked on the two figures on the court.

“Traces, I will definitely replace you!”

…

“Game, Willow, 1-0. Exchange Pitch”

The first game broke successfully, but the sweat on Lian Er’s forehead was much more than before, and he was really a little unaccustomed to launching such an offensive.

“However, good data was collected.”

The fists are clenched tightly, and the game does not want to enter a tug-of-war, and it is necessary to fire from the very beginning of the fight.

“Traces…”

When looking at the exchange court, he walked to the side, and Coach God looked at him seriously, and there was a little dissatisfaction in his tone, “Don’t make trouble, the opponent is not so easy to defeat!” ”

“I know, I won’t lose!”

Without paying attention to it at all, the serve was cracked as if it was not affected, but looked thoughtfully at the opposite Renji, always feeling that the opponent’s style was very strange but where there was an image.

Everyone may not particularly understand Renji’s intentions, but… Behind the crowd, white hair, a pair of fox eyes looked at Lian Ji, who was holding a tennis ball on the court, and saw that it was very intense.

“Actually… Used to this extent!? Seemingly… I’ll have to speed things up. ”

“Poof!”

Lips raised, took out the notebook that Lianji gave him last time, just played and some demeanor, isn’t it exactly the playing style of Tachibana Jihei of Fudo Peak, the only thing that is a little different is that Lianji has a trace of restraint in terms of emotions.

It was at this time that the showdown on the pitch began again.

The fierce battle is continuing, but this time, it is the attack and defense that begin to switch, and this time it is the initiative to launch the offensive … Traces.