Net King: The Strongest Teacher

A strong hitting sound sounded, and the tennis ball shot at Long Ze again under the volley of the trace!

Standing in the circle, Long Ze stepped back with his left foot, and at the same time the racket in his hand swung out and took the ball from the trace!

The next moment!

Hula!

With a rapid swing sound, it flew towards the trace!

The trace stared slightly, and after seeing the path of the tennis ball, he immediately ran out.

"I caught up!"

Long Ze couldn't help but show a hint of interest on his face when he saw this.

Successfully caught up with the traces of Long Ze's ball, quickly lifted the racket, and jerked towards the tennis ball!

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew out upside down and struck towards the corner of the Longze court.

Looking at the position where the ball flew in the direction of "six eight zero", the trace department suddenly raised his eyebrows, and then mocked: "You're finished!"

"That's not the case!"

When Long Ze heard this, he smiled faintly.

As his words fell, the ball that was originally flying towards the corner flew towards Long Ze as if it had been attracted by some kind of attraction!

This scene is exciting, and the eyes are all staring bosses!

"How is this possible!"

Jibu looked at the tennis ball flying towards Long Ze in disbelief.

He was obviously aiming at the corner, how could he fly towards this guy!

Bang!

That's when the tennis ball flies!

I didn't have time to think about it, so I rushed out decisively, and at the same time, with my strong insight, I captured the tennis ball again!

This time, the trace aimed the ball at another corner of the Longze Stadium!

But the result was still the same, and when the tennis ball was halfway there, it flew to Longze again!

"Flying towards each other again!"

The trace was stunned.

One time may be his mistake, but both times it flew towards the opponent's body, which is undoubtedly suspicious!

"Can this guy control my ball!"

When this idea came to the mind of the trace, the face of the trace was frozen!

This guy can't really do that, right?

Bang!

At this moment, a strong blow sounded, pulling the trace out of its state of distraction.

Then he saw the tennis ball flying towards him again.

Putting away his thoughts, the trace department rushed out again, and directly killed in front of the net!

Lift the racket and press it lightly against the tennis ball!

I actually put a small ball!

"I'm going to see what you do with this ball

Jibu sneered.

In his opinion, even if the opponent can really do his ball, but this kind of long-distance short ball, this guy will definitely not be able to stand in that circle and fight back!

However...... Reality is destined to give way!

I saw that the ball that fell in front of the net flew to the body again.

"Sucked again!"

At this moment, the trace department was completely shocked!

The opponent can even control the short ball.

In the center of the circle, Long Ze lifted the paddle and jerked towards the tennis ball!

Shout!

The tennis ball tore through the air, gradually enlarged in the constantly shrinking gaze of the trace, and then flew out against his head, smashing accurately on the bottom line!

Bang!

1-0。

Traces stood there with a blank expression.

His serve was broken so easily by the opponent, and he didn't even get a ball!

Of course, the most shocking thing was not this, but the ability that Long Ze had just shown, and he could control his ball at will!

Raising his head, he asked Ryuzawa, "Can you tell me, what did you just do on tennis?"

"I just added some slaloms to the tennis!"

Long Ze said lightly, as if he was talking about something that was ordinary and ordinary, but the touch on the trace was quite great.

After hearing what Long Ze said, a thick shock suddenly set off on the face of the trace, such a miraculous ball skill was actually just a trace of whirlwind attached to the tennis ball!

"If you want to learn, I can teach you when you become my disciple!"

Long Ze smiled at the trace.

"Who wants to learn?"

Traces pouted...

But his expression with a hint of heat betrayed him.

"This kid is really hard-mouthed! Obviously his heart is moved, but he says he doesn't want to learn!"

Long Ze shook his head and said.

......

In the next game, Long Ze still stood in the circle and fought against the traces, and he never stepped out of the circle until the end of the game.

As for the result of the game, it goes without saying that the trace was fed a duck egg by Long Ze!

6-0！

It couldn't be more miserable!

"It's me who lost!"

The trace is also very simple, directly admitting his failure!

"That..."

Long Ze looked at the trace department, and as soon as he said a word, he was interrupted by the trace department!

He said resolutely towards Long Ze: "Don't worry! I am not a person whose words don't count, since I said that I will worship you if I lose to you, I will naturally not break my word!"

"In that case, then come and apprentice, you will be my disciple!"

"Do you want to bow to the teacher?"

The trace department was stunned, but thinking that he had already agreed to Long Ze to worship him, he had no choice but to bow to Long Ze.

After pulling down his face and bowing to the teacher, he looked at Long Ze and said, "Is this okay?" 1.3

"That's it!"

Long Ze smiled and nodded.

It's already good to let a wealthy boy like the trace department honestly perform an apprenticeship ceremony, if he picks another thorn and lets the trace department do another one, I'm afraid this kid will not dare to strike directly!

"There are two more before you, I'll take you to meet them on the weekend!"

Ryuzawa said towards the trace.

"Two more before me?"

Jibu was stunned, he wasn't the first to join!

"Hmmm! "

Long Ze nodded: "Count it as your two senior brothers!"

"Senior brother?"

The corners of the mouth twitched slightly.

Worshipping under Long Ze's door is enough to make him uncomfortable, this Nima still has two senior brothers?

So he's... Three junior brothers?_

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