Tennis: Buy Seigaku For One Dollar, Fire Coach

Fuji's eyes were complicated.

The gap between top professional players is actually not that big.

But Lin Bei.

too strong!

He's like the samurai Nanjiro of yesteryear!

Although there have been some top professional players who are as famous as samurai Nanjiro!

But none of them can beat the samurai Nanjiro!

They were all swept away by Samurai Nanjiro 6-0!

The gap is just that big.

At the same time, Tezuka, who was suppressed, was very calm. He found the opportunity, looked at the flying ball, hit the ball quickly and fiercely, and suddenly took a step back, which happened to be the best position for the backhand shot.

He made a backhand cut, and the strong impact of the tennis ball almost made him lose his grip on the racquet. However, his grip was extremely strong, and after tightly gripping the racquet, he cut down, causing the tennis ball to rub violently against the racket surface.

Tsk tsk...

After the tennis ball is continuously rotated to a certain extent, the reverse rotation has reached the extreme.

In an instant.

The tennis ball flew out like an arrow from the string.

"This is...Tezuka Phantom!"

The referee and Fuji breathed quickly, and their eyes quickly fell on Lin Bei. They wanted to see how he would respond. Is he as if he was facing a powerful enemy, or would he be solemn?

It can't be easy, because Tezuka Phantom's reverse rotation is so high...it's really too strong!

However.

When their eyes fell on Lin Bei.

But he was startled.

Actually...indifferent?

I saw Lin Bei stepping forward quickly with no expression on his face, the corners of his mouth even curved slightly, and he pointed the racquet in his hand at the tennis ball and swung it fiercely.

Bang!

The tennis ball was whipped out and flew to the sideline, but Tezuka did not move. Confidence flashed in his eyes. He firmly believed that his Tezuka Phantom would not be easily cracked by Lin Bei, let alone a match with one ball. !

Off the field.

The referee and Fuji thought so too.

But Lin Bei's expression was too indifferent.

But it gave them a bad feeling.

Bang!

finally.

There was a crackling sound.

Except Tezuka.

The referee and Fuji both looked to the sidelines.

"out!"

"0-30!"

"What!"

Tezuka's confident eyes finally moved outside the court. When he saw the ball mark outside the sideline, his heart trembled violently.

"This...how is this possible!"

He growled in disbelief in his heart.

look.

But he firmly locked onto Lin Bei on the opposite side.

call!

He threw up the tennis ball again, raised his hand and made a chop spin, an extremely exquisite serve.

…Please give me flowers…

Seeing Tezuka's sudden movement, Lin Bei smiled faintly and still stepped forward.

Snapped!

The tennis ball that landed on the ground spun quickly, like a top.

Exactly, Type Zero serve.

Tezuka's territory and even Tezuka's phantom were broken. Tezuka couldn't wait to regain the field, or in other words, score from Lin Bei to break the fear in his heart that he was not even aware of!

But the reality is ruthless.

Lin Bei's racquet border swept the tennis ball.

tennis.

of zero rotation.

It was completely destroyed.

Then.

The tennis ball is given a strong topspin by Lin Bei's upward movement, so it needs to be from low to high, and it must be blocked by a wall like a wall in front of the net.

tennis.

It just made it over the net.

Exploded from the distance of Tezuka.

"0-40!"

After successively cracking Tezuka Domain, Tezuka Phantom, and Zero Serve, Lin Bei gave Tezuka an even heavier blow.

"game! Lin Bei4-1!"

The game entered the sixth inning.

But it doesn't matter in the eyes of Fuji or the referee.

Tezuka.

It’s already a loss of five. .