The Legend of Net King

Wimbledon

On Court 1, under the watchful eyes of everyone in the stands,

A tennis ball shot like an arrow from the half of the Ying national team towards the direction of the Japanese team, with a fast speed, leaving a faint afterimage in mid-air...

......

Phew-

Boom!

I saw the tennis ball with a gust of air surging and whistling,

After quickly skimming the net, he smashed towards the undefended spot on the Japanese baseline.

The attacking meaning of the Ying national team is very strong, and the angle of hitting the ball is also very accurate.

In a normal game, you can score directly at the level of this ball...

However, the Mutsu brothers of the Japanese team are not vegetarians!!

Hmmm-

By the time he saw Armstrong hit back, Michinoku had already made a move.

Boom!

When the tennis ball flies this way,

I saw Mutsu kick the ground hard under his feet, and his body quickly rushed out, running towards the bottom line where the trajectory of the tennis ball was aligned.

"You're right..."

On the opposite court, Armstrong watched Mutsu's leisurely movements, and said with a chuckle.

Then, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured strangely:

"Then I hope you can fight back..."

——

Wow!

Mutsu walked leisurely for a quick run,

And at this moment, the attacking tennis ball also smashed on the court here,

Phew-

Boom!

There was a dull sound, and the dust around it shook slightly,

The tennis ball then bounced off and shot out of bounds.

呲呲~

There was a friction between the sole of the shoe and the grass, and the body was quickly stabilized, and Mutsu caught up with the tennis ball with a leisurely step.

"Great..."

"Catching up!"

"Let's fight back hard!!"

“......"

In the stands, the spectators shouted with a hint of excitement as they watched Mutsu walk in front of the tennis ball.

Moreover, in fact, there was no need to be reminded by the audience, and Mutsu Yubu decided to hit back the ball fiercely.

......

On the court, Mutsu Ao, who stabilized his body, looked at the tennis ball in front of him leisurely, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Without uttering any words, he raised the racket in his hand and slammed it over.

Call!

After a brief arc in the air, the tennis racket hit the orange-yellow tennis ball.

Bang!

When they collided, there was a loud hitting sound, and at the same time, the air around the racket was shaken by an invisible force.

"What..."

A hint of shock flashed in Youbu's eyes, and he couldn't help but let out a low sigh.

Click!

Mutsu only felt that after touching the tennis ball, his hand suddenly sank, and a powerful force came from the racket, constantly hitting his arm.

"What a heavy shot!"

A hint of solemnity flashed in Mutsu Youbu's eyes, and he muttered softly in his mouth.

This return ball, which looks like a casual blow from the opponent, is so terrifying.

Ying national team Armstrong's hitting power exceeded Michinoku's imagination.

At this time, the racket in his hand was about to come out of his hand!!

"Hah!"

Gritting his teeth, the muscles of Mutsu's leisurely arm bulged,

I'm busier and want to do it again... Good to hold the racket in your hand.

The idea is good, but alas, it seems that it is too late...

Hiss!

When he wanted to exert his strength again, his wrist stabbed and his strength was difficult to condense.

Smack!

The tennis ball knocked the racket off, then broke free of its restraints and slammed directly into the wall behind it.

Boom!

The walls seemed to tremble,

Whew...

The tennis ball rubbed against the wall and fell to the ground.

"Ying scored 0-15!"

The referee looked at the tennis ball on the ground and announced the score.

......

"It's okay..."

Michinoku Yuma walked over and looked at Michinoku Yubu and said.

"It's okay..."

Shaking his head slightly, he bent down leisurely and picked up the tennis racket on the ground,

His eyes were firmly fixed on the ying country U17 duo opposite, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes,

He whispered to Yuma and said, "Be careful, the guy on the other side is very strong!" "

"Hmm!"

Mutsu Yuma nodded, looking at the Achill brothers opposite, his expression also became solemn.

......

opposite side

Archiel Arnold, and Archiel Armstrong, who stood beside him,

The two of them looked indifferently at the Mutsu brothers who looked solemn on the other side.

Arnold said softly: "It seems that the goal just now has made them pay attention to it!" "

"Hey, hey... That's just right, so that the game doesn't end too quickly! "

Armstrong smiled and said nonchalantly.

——

The game continues to start,

Japan's Michinoku Yuma continues to serve,

Syllable!

Syllable!

Gently patting the tennis ball,

Yuma's heart flashed with thought,

"Since that Armstrong's hitting force is terrifying, let's focus on the other one first!"

The decision was made, and Michinoku Yuma pinched the tennis ball,

looked at Archiel Arnold, who looked a little weaker, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes,

"That's you!"

Whispered in his mouth,

Hmmm-

Quickly throw the tennis ball with a pick of the wrist,

Call!

Lead, wave,

The tennis ball was knocked out with a "bang".

......

Sou!

The tennis ball arced towards the opposite court.

"Oh?!"

Arnold, who was defending the side of the court, looked at the tennis ball that was obviously flying to him,

A gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said with a low smile:

"Do you want to break through with me?"

Armstrong, who was on the side, watched the Japanese team aim the fire at Arnold, looked a little playful, and muttered:

"It's a pity... You brought it on yourself! "

......

At this time,

On the side of the pitch, the rest area of the Japanese team.

"Found it!"

Kimishima Ikuto was holding his laptop, looking for something, and suddenly he spoke.

"What's wrong?"

Kimishima's words drew the eyes of all the high school students.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Kimishima Ikuto said: "I checked some local tennis newspapers, news magazines and other media in Ying Country, and finally I have some information about this pair of twins!" "

Listening to Kimishima Ikuto's words,

Jing Zhiguang frowned slightly, feeling a bad premonition.

"What's the problem..."

Jing Zhiguang looked at Kimishima Yudou and asked.

A trace of solemnity flashed on Kimishima Ikuto's face, nodded his head, and said, "I'm afraid it's a wrong choice for the Mutsu brothers to turn their target to Arnold..."

......

At the same time,

In the rest area of Ying National U17, the main player of the Ying National Team, Auston, was whispering:

"In the distant legends of the country of Ying... There's a strong man who can pull the bow of a thousand pounds... No one can match the strength of ... And the name of this Hercules is Achill! "

"Brother Achill, the meaning of their names is derived from that legend..."

"Although it is exaggerated, these two on the court, no matter which one is a natural power tennis player..."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

muttered:

"Even... Arnold's power is even better! "

......

On the pitch,

Phew-

Boom!

The tennis ball had smashed beside Arnold,

Arnold raised his right arm, as if he didn't use the slightest force,

Waving a racket,

Whew!

"Bang!"

The tennis ball is like a cannonball, bombarded in an instant.

Woohoo!

With a sound piercing the air,

Like a streamer, it smashed directly on the half of the Mutsu brothers,

"What..."

Mitsu Oma swung his racket to intercept it, only to feel the terrifying force coming, and the racket couldn't stop the hit at all, and was directly knocked away!!

Smack!

Boom!

The racket fell to the ground, and the tennis ball smashed on the court behind him at the same time.

Two voices rang out at the same time!

"Ying Guo team scores, the score is 0-30!"

The referee also announced the score.

"It seems... You've chosen the wrong target..."

Arnold stroked the racket in his hand and said softly.

......

(There was a place in the previous chapter with a misspelled name...) If you find it, please don't find it~)