The Legend of Net King

The sound of hitting the ball kept ringing, and the tennis ball sped over the court with a whistling sound.

The first game has been deadlocked for dozens of rounds, and the strength shown by Jing Zhiguang and Yukimura Seiichi also shocked the audience.

"Good, so powerful..."

Someone's eyes widened, looking at the two people on the court, unable to describe the mood at the moment in other words, and could only murmur this sentence in his mouth.

Beside him, someone sighed and said:

"The strength shown by these two people has surpassed ~ junior high school students!"

“......"

......

In the player area of Makinoto, Akaya Kirihara looked at the two "evenly matched" on the field, and couldn't help but feel a little incredible,

In Kirihara's cognition, Minister Jing Zhiguang's strength is so unfathomable, and now there are still people who can fight with the minister like this, which has exceeded his imagination!

"Yukimura Seichi of Lihai University, it seems to be a very powerful guy, and he is not weak under the minister!"

Kirihara also sighed.

Although the people of Makinoto know that the minister has not yet exerted his full strength, and he doesn't even know how much strength he has played,

But Yukimura Seiichi's performance at the moment is already commendable!

Not everyone is qualified to stand in the opponent position with Jing Zhiguang, and they can "come and go"!

On the side, Satoru Kadowaki looked at Yukimura on the court, nodded and said: "Minister Lihai, of course, his strength is very strong, and there are even faint rumors that he is the second person in the country!" "

"And who was the first person?"

Chirihara also listened to the "second person", and then asked subconsciously.

As soon as this sentence came out, it was met with the eyes of all the right people in Muzhiteng,

Chi Kirihara also reacted, scratching his sea leader,

Haha said:

"The first person is the minister!"

......

Bang!

Phew-

Boom!

"Makinoto scores, the score is 15-0!"

Finally, Jing Zhiguang maintained the first ball with Yukimura Seishi for more than ten minutes, and it ended under the voice of the referee!

Although Yukimura Seiichi made great progress and counterattacked sharply in the defensive position, he was finally taken down by Jing Zhiguang's accurate smash.

——

"These two guys..."

In the stands, many of the candidates of the tennis department watched the two people on the court with solemn expressions.

Yukimura Seiichi's tennis style is simple and direct, and because he has an eye to see through the essence of tennis,

So, every time Yukimura can intercept Jing Zhiguang's shot and quickly give a fierce response!

And to people's surprise,

The tennis ball that hits back is not only fast, but also the angle of the hit is tricky, and the momentum, direction, threat, etc. of the bounce are not weak at all.

If it is an ordinary junior high school student, no, even most players among high school students, they are not necessarily stronger than Yukimura's tennis foundation!!

......

And after winning the first goal, Jing Zhiguang gradually exerted his strength!

"Bang!"

"Makinoto scores, 30-0!"

It didn't take many rounds to score again.

Although he still maintained the same level as Yukimura and did not improve his ability, Jingzhi strengthened his aggressiveness!

Whether it is the timing or rhythm of the shot, Jingzhi, who has been tempered in the world, is far better than Yukimura!

......

"In this game, Munoto won, the score is 1-!"

The referee's voice rang out, and Makinoto won the first game of serve.

The supporters of Makinoto cheered.

——

On the pitch,

Boom...... Knock knock...

"Whew..."

Yukimura exhaled lightly, looking at the tennis ball that fell behind him without any words, but there was a hint of depression on his face,

Although he has not used the strongest hole cards today, in the first game, Yukimura has used all his abilities except for the hole cards, and he has almost gone all out, but he is still easily resolved by Jing Zhiguang!

"Even now, I still can't see your strength clearly..."

Yukimura muttered silently.

"But..."

As if thinking about something, a trace of firmness and confidence flashed in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes,

"Now I may not have a chance to defeat you!"

Slowly took out a tennis ball, Yukimura's serve,

"Just let you... Look at the progress I've made in so long! "

Yukimura muttered softly,

The momentum on his body spread out violently in all directions, and at the same time, his eyes flashed,

Swish!

With a flick of the wrist, the tennis ball is tossed while the racket is waved,

"Bang!"

Hit the ball out quickly.

......

Whoosh –

Looking at the tennis balls coming from the air, especially the spins that are more weird and intense than extinguishing the five senses,

Witnessing the trajectory of the tennis ball, I faintly felt a trance illusion.

"Huh?"

raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of Jing Zhiguang's mouth were slightly hooked, he seemed to see something interesting,

"Interesting..."

chuckled in his heart, but Jing Zhiguang didn't reveal half a point.

With an indifferent look, he easily swung his racket to intercept the incoming tennis ball, and hit the ball back with a flick of his hand.

The action of hitting the ball is simple, smooth and standard, with a unique and elegant aesthetic.

Jing Zhiguang's tennis style is established on the basis of basic tennis, which is integrated and simple, including gorgeous, but it is back to the basics under the gorgeous, with its own unique style, which is already everyone's style!

·· Asking for flowers...

——

Wow!

On the opposite side, Yukimura Seiichi walked quickly and ran towards the fall point.

Boom!

The tennis ball slammed down, made a loud noise, and then bounced violently.

"From now on, have a sweet dream!"

Yukimura's eyes reflected the pale yellow tennis, his mental power was highly concentrated, and the purple light in his eyes seemed to be surging out.

In the previous shot, he had secretly applied the strongest spin he could at the moment, which was his evolved move,

"Ho!"

With a low cry in his mouth, Yukimura slammed it over.

The racket hits the tennis ball, giving the tennis ball a unique and subtle spin and force.

Bang!

The tennis ball is like a yellow streamer, shuttling through the net and smashing towards the opposite baseline.

............ 0

......

Bang!

"Makinoto scores, the score is 2-0!"

......

Bang!

"Munoto scores, the score is 3-0!"

......

Bang –

"Makinoto scores, the score is 4-0!"

As time goes by step by step, the score is gradually expanding.

The situation is extremely unfavorable for Lihaida,

But Yukimura seems to ignore these, and still hits the tennis ball firmly.

His forehead was already covered with sweat,

With that trick, his consumption is very large,

At the same time, his spirit was also overdrawn, and at the same time, what made him feel bad was that he vaguely felt a tingling pain in his mind,

"It's almost over!"

He gritted his teeth and held on desperately.

......

On the other side, Jing Zhiguang looked at the appearance of Yukimura Seichi, and said indifferently:

"It's almost over!"

——

Yukimura's eyes seemed to shine, as if he had seen something, and with a trace of confidence, he said firmly:

"Jingzhi, this time, I will win the game!"

......

"Makinoto scores, the score is 6-0!"

When the referee announced the final score, Jing Jiguang defeated Yukimura Seiichi 6-0.

"It's over! Jing Zhi... Unfortunately, you seem to have had an illusory dream! "

Yukimura Seiichi's pale and tired face showed a hint of a smile, and he looked at Jing Zhiguang opposite with his eyes open.

This look is very weird, obviously he lost, why did he seem to win, revealing the joy of victory.

(ps. on the train, the code word is inconvenient, it's just a chapter, just the end of the national competition...) Zhang)_

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