First Minister of Prince of Tennis

The two stepped onto the court. At this time, Yamamoto who was on the side suddenly stepped up and asked Domoto, "Senior, can I be a referee?"

After finishing speaking, he stood in front of Domoto with low eyebrows, waiting for his reply.

Chiba looked at Yamamoto, who was acting like a slave, and was a little surprised, "This Domoto is so deterrent? Can you make your classmates nod and bow down?"

Chiba looked a little uncomfortable, but Domoto was obviously very satisfied with Yamamoto's low sigh at the moment. He felt that after all, he was a master in the tennis club and others should talk to him like this.

"Well, no problem, just remember to look at it accurately, so as not to shame on the other side!" Domoto squinted at Chiba and said with a weird voice.

"Okay, don't worry about my eyesight seniors!" Yamamoto smiled flatteringly and turned and climbed onto the referee chair.

"Now you can watch this kid up close!" After climbing up the high referee chair, Yamamoto looked at Chiba with a sinister smile.

"The match begins, Domoto VS Chiba, and the game ends!"

"Senior Domoto serves first!"

Yamamoto directly omitted the step of contending for the right to serve, and gave the right to serve to Domoto.

"How can this be done! Don't you want to fight for the right to serve first!" Zhenyi on the side noticed something was wrong, and immediately questioned the essence of the mountain from the sidelines!

Yamamoto was a little embarrassed when he heard her questioning. He was just playing tricks and wanted to see Chiba embarrassed soon, but he didn't expect this girl to protect him like this!

"It's just that I got to know her for just one day, and this kid is really a scourge in our class!" Yamamoto's hatred of Chiba intensified even more.

"It's okay, it's the same whoever serves first!" Chiba turned his head and said softly to Zhenyi, and then suddenly the conversation changed, and Feng Qingyun said calmly, "I win anyway."

Chiba's words immediately aroused Domoto's anger. He smiled coldly and said, "I originally wanted to see you as a freshman who asked you to do it, but now it seems unnecessary!"

"It's so terrible, it's worthy of being the senior Tangmoto. It seems that the senior is going to use all his strength this time."

"Full force? Hey, I'm afraid that Donmoto will use his big serve to directly interrupt the wrist of the guy opposite."

"Then he will go home crying to find his mother! Hahahaha!"

As soon as Domoto finished speaking, a group of tennis club members behind him immediately ridiculed Chiba. With the real clothes on the side, Mai Asao's cheek gang suddenly bulged up and stared hatefully at the group of people.

"Go ahead, don't waste time!" Chiba ignored the group of people, and just spoke to Domoto lightly, and his indifferent appearance made Yamamoto very unhappy.

"I know to pretend to be forceful, and it depends on whether you still have the indifferentness you are now after you are humiliated by Tōmoto."

"Starting from the match, serve by Senior Domoto!"

Pop, pop, pop.

Domoto slapped the tennis ball one after another. After he found the feeling, he flipped his wrist and shook his arm gently. The tennis ball was suddenly thrown into delay by him.

"Boy, now I will let you see and see my big serve!"

call!

After the tennis ball reached the highest point, Domoto bent his knees and kicked the ground fiercely, and his whole body suddenly rose into the air.

Aiming at the tennis ball above his head, Domoto gave a low drink and waved racquet with his arms.

boom!

The center of the racket surface hits the tennis ball. The ball was hit so hard in the delay, and it suddenly ejected, turning into a light yellow line, with a few strong winds, and it attacked Chiba.

"This is the big serve of Senior Domoto!" A student said excitedly outside the field, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"So fast ball speed, it is estimated that you are almost at the level of a professional player!"

"It deserves to be Starting lineup, this serve is ranked top even among all junior high school students."

Chiba, who was about to catch the ball, almost laughed when he heard this sentence. Even with this level of serve, can he rank among all middle school students?

Elementary school students are pretty much the same!

No wonder the Yinhua Tennis Club can be so bad. It seems that it is not just a problem for the coaches. This group of students is too inexperienced.

Chiba feels that as the minister of the future tennis department, it is necessary to broaden the horizons of his members.

Huh!

After the tennis ball skimmed over the net, it flew towards the neutral block on Chiba's right.

"Come on Chiba, blow them up!" On the sidelines, the two girls shouted with their delicate voices, and the jealousy in Yamamoto's heart became more intense.

"Jiejie, move quickly, I can't wait to see you embarrassed." Yamamoto sat on the referee chair, looking at Chiba with dark eyes, and making a voice of hatred in his mouth.

...

Chiba looked at the flying tennis ball, his body moved, and he moved to where the tennis ball fell in just a few steps.

"Such a speed?" Domoto was startled, but he didn't expect Chiba to be so fast that he caught up with his big serve.

"But even if you can receive this serve, you won't be able to call it back!" Looking at Chiba's thin arms, Domoto smiled coldly.

Bang!

The tennis ball hit the ground, and then it bounced off with a muffled sound.

"Scored?" Yamamoto was excited, and when he was about to report the score, there was a sudden noise on the court.

Bang!

Yamamoto hurriedly looked back, and saw a lightning-like light suddenly flashed past his eyes, and after a short while, it hit Domoto's feet.

"What's the situation!" A trace of horror appeared in Yamamoto's eyes, and he turned his head stiffly to look at Chiba, just when he heard his indifferent voice.

"What's the matter, referee, report points!"*

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