Tennis Era: Only I Awaken U17 Skills

When Hupao serve was "accidentally" beaten back by Su Cheng again, the fat boy didn't know what to say about his teammate.

The same is true for the person on the opposite side, every time he hits the ball so far that he has to do his best to save it!

But after he hit the ball back with great difficulty, as expected, the opposite side assumed the posture of swinging the ball.

Are you going to give up again?

It's already 40 points, and if he wins another goal, he will win this small round. He is not willing to let it go like this.

In desperation, on the contrary, it makes the thinking active.

Um? Something is wrong!

The fat boy suddenly noticed something strange, this person has hit an incredible number of fluctuating balls in a row! Why does it still look full of posture?

Unless...it's not a wave ball at all!

hateful!

They have been tricked!

In a blink of an eye, the fat boy came to his senses and quickly shouted at the tall boy: "This ball can't be released! He can't hit the wave ball anymore! It's fake!"

fake?

Then make it real!

After hearing this sentence, Wang Bule immediately gathered up all his strength and tried his best to strike!

Snapped!

The tennis ball collided with the racquet, and the fat boy was shocked when he felt the power transmitted, but it was still a wave ball! ! !

"Damn!" The fat boy didn't dare to hurt himself, and quickly switched to two-handed camera, but even so, he just barely held on.

However, the tall boy behind him came back to his senses, and also clapped with both hands, hitting the fat boy's racquet.

One plus one is greater than two, and the wave ball was hit back! And the strength is even higher!

Faced with this blow, Wang Bule did not flinch, but mobilized all his strength to assume the posture of a wave ball again.

To be honest, his current strength is on the verge of limit, and he doesn't even know if he can hit another swing ball, let alone be sure to hit this ball back.

But it was hard for them to turn the tide. If they miss this goal, it will be in vain!

Wang Bule clenched his teeth, ready to take the ball hard.

However, before the ball could fly to the front, it was stopped by another racquet halfway.

The tennis ball hit the racket hard, but there was no ripple, and the arm holding the racket flicked.

Snapped!

"2-0!"

"That shot just now looked so powerful! I hit it back with one hand!"

"Okay, that's great!"

"Isn't this ball just for bluffing?"

The spectators were a little puzzled and expressed their opinions one after another.

"The combined blow of the two of us was hit back so easily??" On the opposite side, the fat boy was extremely shocked.

The tall boy stared at Su Cheng who was calmly swinging this shot, and said coldly: "It's just a mistake! We must have used too much energy to counteract the fluctuation of the ball just now, which caused the shot to be empty." It's on the table!"

He remembered clearly at that time, when this person awakened and inherited, the reaction of the spirit crystal ball was not even as good as the bullet serve, how could it be so powerful?

By mistake?

Are there really so many mistakes?

The fat boy couldn't help muttering in his heart when he thought of the scene where Su Cheng fought back the tiger cannons one after another.

"The one on the opposite side who played the swing ball looked like it was the end of his battle! Pull yourself up, let's win this game directly!" The tall boy said again.

"Understood!" The fat boy regained his energy.

Although the score is behind, but the situation on the court is that they have the upper hand, they just need to fight steadily to catch up

"Amazing, brother!" Wang Bule was overjoyed, he didn't expect Su Cheng to stand up at the critical moment.

"Average."

Su Cheng responded casually, he didn't intend to catch the ball at first, but seeing Wang Bule's state, he might get injured if he blocked the ball, so he extended a helping hand.

"You can't hit the swing ball now, can you?"

Although it was a question, Su Cheng's tone was very firm.

Wang Bule's complexion changed, and he quickly lowered his voice: "Keep your voice down! What if the other party finds out?"

"It's okay." Su Cheng shrugged, "It's going to end anyway."

Wang Bule might have misunderstood the meaning, and felt a little heavy in his heart. Yes, even if he wins this round, the score is only 2-0, and there are still several rounds to go.

He is almost useless now, let Su Cheng survive alone? It's as difficult as climbing the sky!

The serve rights are rotated again.

Wang Bule wanted to help Su Cheng serve. After all, even if he couldn't hit the swing ball, the power of the serve would be stronger than the normal serve, and he would have an advantage.

It's a pity that the right to serve for doubles is alternate, and members of the same team cannot take the right to serve for two consecutive rounds.

The serve for this game can only be sent by Su Cheng.

Wang Bule stood in a relatively middle position in the first half, so that when serve was hit back, he could respond in time no matter which direction it was.

Su Cheng took the tennis ball to the baseline, tapped the tennis ball twice on the ground and then threw it high. The racquet swung a half-moon arc.

Snapped!

Whoosh! ! !

The two people in the first class only felt a flash of yellow in their eyes, and Su Cheng in his sight had already stood up straight from the serve position.

Da~da.

The tennis ball hit the iron net on the outside and rolled back into the first half of the court.

"Referee, it's time to read the score." Su Cheng kindly reminded.

Score?

Score if you serve?

The tall boy was about to speak, but suddenly felt something lightly hit his heel, and looked down.

It's tennis!

His pupils shrank suddenly, what, when? ! !

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