Make Akutsu Jin Cry At the Start

"what?"

"How can this be?!"

Some spectators who were also keen on tennis were even more stunned.

The skills of the Koreans are extremely sinister, and the slightest carelessness is death by concussion.

However, in the hands of Senyu Shinji, this blow did not even cause any waves.

Flick the racquet lightly, no regrets.

This contains not only the strong strength of the players, but also perfect skills.

"Wow! Big brother is amazing!"

Kintarou Tooyama jumped up happily when he saw this.

"This boy

Granny Hua came back to her senses and couldn't help but sighed: "It's really amazing!"

At this age, players who have reached the professional level are rare in Japan, but they are not uncommon.

But it is really rare for Furui Nobo like Senyu Shinji to take a goal from a professional elite player.

It can be seen that Senyu Shinji's strength is unfathomable!

"I got caught"

Kim Jong-ho's face was full of shock, and he even couldn't believe it.

"how?"

"Do you think it shouldn't?"

"Do you really think that you can deal with everyone with some tricks that are not on the stage?"

Senyu Shinji chuckled lightly, with indescribable contempt between his eyebrows.

It can be seen that Kim Jonghe's anger explodes even more.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Kim Jong-wa, who was completely irritated by 400, couldn't care about that much, and slammed the tennis ball upwards.

"Guyin Dayuan!!!"

With unprecedented anger, Kim Jong and his legs crossed out.

All body strength is concentrated on the elbow.

In an instant.

racquet slammed hard.

An extremely powerful force exploded on the surface of the tennis ball.

Woolen cloth!

A tennis ball as sharp as taekwondo kicks out diagonally.

Bottom-up, forty-five degrees.

The extreme rotation pierced the air.

quick!

allow!

ruthless!

Attack directly on Senyu Shinji's chest.

It cannot be said to be not vicious.

Step on!

At the moment the tennis was played, Senyu Shinji was already on the Internet.

Facing the flying tennis ball, the racquet in his hand swung straight out.

rustle

A breeze passed by.

The whole audience seemed to hear the rustling of the wind.

Amidst the sound of the wind, a loud noise came.

Puff!

A yellow color gradually entered the virtual realm along with the sound of the wind.

It is impossible to catch the shadow of the ball at all.

finally.

The tennis ball fell on Kim Jong-he's baseline.

Immediately afterwards, it popped off the court.

Gawking!

The whole (cgab) field fell into a dead silence again.

What ball is that?

It's incredible!

"What a fast speed!"

Outside the court, Granny Hua's eyes shrank, and she exclaimed.

"Mother-in-law, isn't the eldest brother's ball always fast?"

The little head of Kintarou Tooyama on the side was filled with doubts.

"Fool!"

Hear the words.

Granny Hua directly slammed Kintaro's head with a violent chestnut: "Is the speed of this ball the same as before?"

"The ball just now can see the shadow, but this ball can't."

"Power alone can't do this.

Even if she had stood at the top of the world, she couldn't admit that this ball was amazing.

Such speed has surpassed space and involves the concept of time.

Continue to develop.

This skill is bound to be able to pierce through different dimensions.

Really horrible!

"Oh!"

Kintarou Tooyama lowered his head, and after thinking about it, he seemed to understand something.

However, with his current strength and knowledge of tennis, he obviously can't understand the mystery of this ball.

"It looks like this kid is going to mess up.

Watching the court, Granny Hua narrowed her eyes, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

indeed.

Jin Zhenghe possesses professional elite level.

However, in the world of football, players who are also professional elite players will be different.

If others didn't see it, wouldn't she still not see it.

Senyu Shinji has come a long way in sweet spot technology. It is impossible to stop him simply by relying on professional skills and strength.

What's more, until now, Senyu Shinji has not shown real strength.

No one can guarantee that he is not a professional elite player, or better.

"How can it be?!"

On the field.

Kim Jong-he clenched racquet, gritted his teeth, his face was full of unwillingness.

Did it just concede defeat like this?

He is the No. 2 player of Korea, and he must not lose to the Japanese, especially this kid.

Thinking of this, the blazing flames in Jin Zhenghe's eyes flickered, and there was a trace of ghastly ghost realm in it.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The tennis ball passed through the void like a feather arrow, aiming directly at the baseline behind Senyu Shinji.

A parabola appeared on court.

The audience was at a loss. They didn't understand what this Korean man was doing.

Even if such a powerful ball skill is shattered, can it be possible to score with this Lob?

"E? ​​Still want to struggle?'

A trace of joke flashed in Senyu Shinji's eyes.

At this time, he didn't even move a step, just stood in place and watched quietly.

boom--!

The tennis ball crashed to the ground and landed directly on the baseline.

Completely coincide with the baseline diagonally.

Immediately, it ejected again with violent rotation force.

Woolen cloth!

Senyu Shinji slapped the racquet directly.

Opposite Kim Jong-wha had already waited in front of the net, and once again sent a high-lobed diagonal kick.

The pace of the two sides is very fast, and the game progresses like fire.

"What a precise mind!

Granny Hua saw this Korean plan at a glance.

With the help of tennis, the opponent is stuck on the baseline, and spin is used to consume the opponent's physical strength vigorously.

If things go on like this, Senyu Shinji will have to be tossed weakly even if he is not trapped to death.

Gradually, the initiative of the game will be in the hands of the Koreans again.

have to say.

This Korean man has extremely rich experience in the game, and he was able to come up with such a tactic in such a short time.

What puzzled her is that it should be impossible for Senyu Shinji to be confused by this tactic!

now.

The game on the field became more intense.

Jin Zhenghe kept serving, opening the bow left and right, always setting the tennis ball on the opposite corners of the baseline.

The angle is extremely sharp.

Senyu Shinji ran back and forth, like a headless fly.

Almost all the audience can see that the situation seems to be more favorable to the Koreans.

......

Fifteen minutes later.

"Tick! Tick!"

Kim Jong-wa's sweat kept falling to the ground, breathing continuously.

In just fifteen minutes, he has played against Senyu Shinji for hundreds of consecutive matches.

In the face of his unprecedented fierce attack, his opponent did not change in the slightest.

On the contrary, he showed his fatigue first.

"Good boy!"

Granny Hua's face was extremely shocked.

Unexpectedly, Senyu Shinji, a 13-year-old boy, was so physically strong.

The 17-year-old Kim Jong-he doesn't even have the ability to breathe.

No wonder from the beginning, after Kim Jong-wa showed his conspiracy, Senyu Shinji has not changed.

Because he doesn't care about this consumption at all.

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