Tennis Era: Only I Awaken U17 Skills

Wave ball?

Su Cheng watched Zhao Huaqiang's movements calmly.

The importance of wave balls in this world's power field is like that of Jerusalem in the West. The seasoning package for instant noodles is indispensable.

Few people do not know this front shaker.

All this is due to Shitenhouji Ishida Gin in Wang Wangzhong. He is too stupid, only studies the wave ball, and also stacks the net according to the power, and finally directly adjusts the 108 style.

In this world, there are 108 kinds of Ishida Gin's wave ball inheritance alone!

Basically, if you don't know how to swing the ball with one move, you will be ashamed to tell others that you are a power player when you go out.

But in Su Cheng's view, it's not much use at all.

Wasn't Kawamura Takashi mistakenly hitting one of the 108 moves and giving the second directly?

Normally speaking, it's not as powerful as the team freak boy Kintarou Tooyama's super invincible absolute delicious big wheel mountain storm.

Even the U17 who came to the new net king was directly killed by Duke Watanabe, who is also good at strength in Japan NO3, with a Duke home run.

However, although except for Kawamura Takashi, the records of the rest of the swing ball users are quite unsatisfactory in the plot, but it cannot affect the fact that the swing ball is the mainstream of power tennis in this world.

"Go to hell!" Zhao Huaqiang yelled violently, and the arm that had been charged for a long time shot the thrown tennis ball like a cannonball.

This swing ball is just the basic version, not Zhao Huaqiang's inheritance. It is still very easy for people who know more advanced swing balls to play low-level swing balls.

But even so, the power of this ball was astonishing, far exceeding Wang Bule's full strength to wave the ball.

"Too, too scary!"

"Is this kind of ball really a normal person can hit back?"

"I feel that if I go to catch the ball, I might lose my wrist!"

All the spectators were stunned by the fluctuating ball for a while.

However, Su Cheng didn't even take a step back.

With a wave of one hand, it is accurately intercepted.

The terrifying force of the wave ball trembled on the surface of the racket.

"One-handed?!! This is too big!"

After seeing the way Su Cheng returned the ball, everyone was shocked.

"That's a swing ball! If it's not a power player of the same level, wouldn't normal people have to catch it with both hands?!"

"The junior high school student is still too aggressive!"

Everyone is not optimistic about Su Cheng, in their opinion, the next moment, the racquet will fly!

But no matter how amazing the force of the tennis ball's forward spin, the racquet in the young man's hand remained motionless until he completely lost power.

Snapped!

"15-15."

"Damn it, I really called back!"

"That's a wave ball!"

"Could it be that this kid just looks thin, but he is actually born with supernatural power?"

The onlookers were shocked.

Zhao Huaqiang's swing ball, even if it is a basic swing ball, is definitely not something that ordinary people can catch!

Even if it is the main election of the tennis club, except for the minister Feng Qingyue, the rest may not be able to accept it!

"Fuck!" Zhao Huaqiang cursed in a low voice, he was a little unbelieving, and hit a basic swing ball again.

"30-15!"

The result remains the same.

Facts have proved that this boy, who is only in the first grade, does have the ability to hit back the swing ball head-on.

Su Cheng deftly turned the racquet in his hand around his arm, and held it back again.

The posture is so relaxed and freehand, flowing and flowing.

"Waveball? That's it?"

'That's it? ','alright, that's fine. ’, ‘Can you do it? ’ This kind of words can be called a golden sentence of ridicule, but Zhao Huaqiang lost his mind in just an instant.

"You're looking for death! Then I'll show you my real wave ball!!!" Zhao Huaqiang roared angrily.

The muscles all over his body tensed up instantly, swelling to the point where he was about to stretch his official team uniform.

"Waving ball! No. 66 style!!!"

Veins popped up on Zhao Huaqiang's neck, and his face was rapidly congested with blood, turning black and red.

When the tennis ball falls to the elbow position, the body drives the right arm holding racquet and swings it with full force.

Under the powerful force, the tennis ball was even temporarily squeezed and deformed at this moment. After accumulating power, it hit Su Cheng like a tornado.

"My God! Is this the wave ball that Zhao Huaqiang went all out for?!!!"

Seeing the shocking power of the 66th wave ball, everyone was shocked.

In their view, the power of this ball is simply unstoppable!

Let alone one person, even if two or three go up together, they may not be able to block it.

This high school freshman is in danger!

"Get out of here!" Some well-meaning people even shouted to remind Su Cheng.

Snapped!

Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh!

It was the sound of the racquet being blown away.

Is it really so!

Everyone fixed their eyes on Su Cheng.

Um?

Are they dazzled?

Why is his racquet still in hand?

The sound of the racquet being blown away...

Fuck!

What is Zhao Huaqiang's racquet? ! ! !

Slap!

Zhao Huaqiang's racquet danced in the air for a few times before landing heavily on the ground, while he himself was still in the posture of serving in a daze.

Su Cheng's unique flat sarcasm came again.

"Oh, the wave ball, that's it?"

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