The King of Nets, the Star Emperor

Syllable!

A crisp and pleasant voice suddenly entered Shiraishi’s ears, and when he looked up, he saw that Tokugawa had come to the net at some point.

The arm held the racket and gently slashed forward, a clean short ball.

In an instant, the tennis ball that crossed the net landed in front of the net.

“Tokugawa scored, 0:15.”

“Haha! Look at that guy, stay where you are, completely unresponsive! ”

“Haha! Oh, yes! Tokugawa showed no mercy at all! ”

Looking at Shiraishi’s sluggish movements, mocking voices sounded all around.

“So fast!” Remembering the moment just now, Tokugawa seemed to perfectly grasp Shiraishi’s idea and then grasp the counterattack.

Not only Shiraishi froze, but Trace’s eyes were also full of shock: “That guy is so fast!” ”

Standing in God’s perspective, they clearly saw Tokugawa’s movements, and the moment the tennis ball just got out of Shiraishi’s racket, Tokugawa was already in front of the net.

“Amazing judgment, and reaction speed.” Yukimura very much agreed with Jibe’s words.

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Syllable! Syllable!

Shiraishi slapped his tennis ball, constantly thinking of ways in his mind.

Thrown upwards, the tennis ball flew out of Shiraishi’s fingertips, his legs bent, Shiraishi soared into the air, and the racket quickly whipped out.

Bang!

A crisp sound sounded, and the ball headed diagonally.

Click!

Tokugawa moved quickly, and the racket quickly raised and whipped out heavily. The moment the ball bounced, it was picked up by Tokugawa’s racket,

Shout!

The piercing sound of breaking the sky echoed in the ears, and the tennis ball that flew quickly, against the resistance of flying, galloped!

“Bottom corner?” Visually observe the trajectory of the ball and accurately predict the landing point of the ball. Shiraishi’s body spun and ran towards the bottom corner on the right.

“I haven’t seen Shiraishi make a move in a year, and Shiraishi’s progress is obvious!” In Buji’s eyes, Shiraishi’s rapidly moving body faintly even appeared an afterimage.

“Indeed!” Uncle Trace pinched the corners of his eyes and said in a deep voice. These guys, inadvertently, caught up with my uncle of the traces. Thinking of this, Jibu glanced at Buji next to him again.

Bang!

Rustling!

The heavy crash, the moment Shiraishi’s swinging racket collided with the ball, Shiraishi’s arm sank.

“It’s so heavy!” It’s not just the weight of the force, but the cutting force brought by rotation is also extraordinary.

The rapidly spinning tennis ball constantly attacks Shiraishi’s racket.

The muscles on Shiraishi’s left arm jerked, and an amazing force poured out on the tennis ball.

Shout!

The tennis ball under force is like an arrow off the string, breaking through the air!

Syllable!

The fast-flying tennis ball touched the ground, bounced up quickly, and flashed!

“Amazing ball control!” Shinobu suddenly sighed, and in a hurry, Shiraishi’s counterattack was still close to the sideline and bounced out.

The ball sped off the field, and at this moment, Tokugawa’s figure suddenly appeared, his face was so cold. The arm hits out quickly, the corner kick!

“It’s up to me!” With a whisper, Shiraishi’s figure flickered in front of the net.

Syllable!

Short ball! Shiraishi returned it to Tokugawa in the same way!

“Beautiful!” Shiraishi grasped the moment perfectly, and Chitose praised it from the bottom of his heart!

Boom! 、

The ball crossed the net and slowly fell.

Bang!

Tokugawa’s racket directly fished up the ball, and his wrist was picked up, and a straight line passed through the white rock!

“Tokugawa scored, 0:30.”

“So fast!” Before he could admire, Tokugawa’s figure burst out directly from the rear and came to the front.

“Amazing speed!”

“Is that all you have?” Tokugawa looked at the sluggish Shiraishi, suddenly spoke, and said coldly.

Shiraishi did not answer, looking at Tokugawa who turned away, and for the first time felt that his biblical tennis ball was so weak. Even if I faced Xing Haochen last year, I didn’t feel this way.

“Tokugawa’s style seems to be very similar to Shiraishi,” Yukimura said, clasping his arms around his chest.

“The same textbook-like style of play, but Tokugawa’s strength is greater and faster!” Sanada added that in their eyes, Shiraishi’s movements were always half a beat longer than Tokugawa’s.

“Was this deliberately arranged by the coach?” After a pause, Yukimura continued: “Deliberately arrange a similar style, and then give us a dismount?” ”

“If that’s the case, he’s succeeded.” For Baishi, except for Xing Haochen, who dares to say that it wins steadily?

However, for now, it seems that Tokugawa finished Katsashi.

Bang! Bang!

Syllable! Syllable!

The figures of the two people on the field flickered, and the thumping sound kept sounding.

“Whew! Call! Shiraishi gasped, his proud biblical tennis ball in front of Tokugawa was useless.

Lounge!

“These two are really strikingly similar!” Coach Saito sipped tea and looked at the information on the computer.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi: Strength: 4 Speed: 4 Technique: 4 Stamina: 4 Mental Power: 4 Sum: 20.

A perfect pentagon.

Kazuya Tokugawa: Strength: 4.5 Speed: 4.5 Technique: 4.5 Stamina: 4.5 Mental Power: 4.5 Sum: 22.5.

Well, an enlarged version of Shiraishi.

“Huh!”

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Bang!

Breaking through the air barrier, the tennis ball flew away.

Boom!

Passed by Shiraishi’s racket and smashed heavily on the court behind.

“The game was won by Kazuya Tokugawa, and the score was 1:0.”

“Blindly pursuing balance will only magnify your shortcomings.” The moment the two passed by, Tokugawa stopped and turned back to Shiraishi and said.

Looking at this junior whose style is very similar to his own, Tokugawa still mentioned something.

“I won’t show mercy to my subordinates,” looking at Shiraishi’s thoughtful thoughts, Tokugawa’s cold voice once again entered Shiraishi’s ears.

“Balance?” For the first time, Shiraishi had doubts about his own biblical tennis.

“Am I on the wrong path?” Shiraishi looked at his hands a little confused.

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“What happened to Shiraishi? What did Tokugawa say? Shiraishi’s face, Tachibana Yoshihei they could see clearly.

“I don’t know!” So far away, who can hear?

Tokugawa serve!

Looking at Shiraishi with a cold gaze, Tokugawa threw the tennis ball directly into the air.

The arm stretched back suddenly flashed with a strange light, and the dazzling light made people squint. Tokugawa’s arm was quickly withdrawn.

Syllable!

The dull sound of hitting sounded, and with the light of the Dao, the tennis ball flashed.

Magic serve!

Dragging his rainbow-like tail, in the blink of an eye, he passed through the net.

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