The Legend of Net King

Phew-

Shout!

Whoosh!

Jing Zhiguang's eyes looked at the nine tennis balls that were attacking with huge momentum, his left hand clenched the racket, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Senior, let's work harder!"

Took out a tennis ball from his pocket again, threw it with his right hand,

"Huh? When will you be able to play 10 balls at the same time? Tanejima stood up from the steps and muttered softly as he looked at the situation on the field.

"What? Don't you even know about Xiujun? Aren't you in charge of guiding him in training? Irie Kantata looked at Tanejima with a solemn face, and said loudly.

Looking at Taneshima's squinting glance, Irie's eyes blinked, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he put away his acting skills, helped the frame, and looked at Jing Zhiguang on the court, "Okay!" Guangjun's progress is indeed great. "

They can't help but be surprised, ten goals in a row is a hurdle, and stepping over is equivalent to having the confidence and potential to challenge an army, and even have further hope, including a peek into tennis in another world, of course, if you want to really get involved in 25 or even take that step, just ten goals is not enough.

Jing Zhiguang looked at the tennis ball in the air that seemed to be full of stars, raised the racket in his left hand, and quickly led the racket.

Bang! - Bang bang bang!

Bang!

In an instant, ten shots sounded, and the force through the racket seemed to penetrate the smoke and dust around it, and it was not easy to play ten balls with ghosts, the power of each ball was huge, and if the continuous hitting strength was to let ordinary people catch it, it would definitely break the arm.

Woooo

I saw ten tennis balls shuttling away like arrows off the string, with a whistling that pierced the air, and each ball had a weird arc, scattered and fell in the half of the Oni Jujiro, the trajectory of the tennis ball is different, some fly to the bottom line, some corner, some in front of the net, some on the ghost backhand side... It's literally all over every corner of the pitch, making it impossible to defend.

Seeing such a scene, the ghost Jujiro on the field and Irie Kanta and Tanejima Shuji on the sidelines were all eye-catching!

"I didn't expect Guangjun to be able to maintain such ball control when hitting ten balls in a row, and hit such a return ball, it seems that the improvement is really not ordinary." Irie's eyes froze, and he said to Tanejima beside him.

"Well, Jing Zhi is the strongest tennis talent I have ever seen, and I can feel his progress every time I am around him, and this speed of evolution is beyond imagination!" Tanejima touched his chin and said with a cautious expression.

"He shouldn't have used common sense to judge in the first place, after all, how could a teenager of this age be here under normal circumstances!" Irie said with a sigh on his face.

"That's right, he's not human in the first place." Taneshima nodded in agreement, "It's a demon, a genius demon in tennis!" "

On the court, looking at the head of the ghost Shijiro who fell in all directions, this ball control is good, it can be seen that he can really achieve ten consecutive balls, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed one, so let him take a look at where his limit will be!

Move quickly, your legs suddenly exert force,

Da, da, da... A sound of fast footsteps sounded on the court, and I saw the ghost easily rush to the side of each tennis ball and swing the racket hard,

Bang! One

Bang bang! Three

......

Bang! Ten tennis balls, in the blink of an eye, I saw a burst of figures flashing, and the ten tennis balls that fell in different corners of the court were all hit back by a pair of rackets, and each ball ghost increased its strength again, which made the tennis balls rub in the air and made a violent whistling sound, and the tennis balls that were oppressed by the huge force even deformed.

Woooo

A burst of bullet-like tennis ball whistling sounded, looking at the ten tennis balls that flew back at great speed, seeing that there were obvious traces of aggravating force compared to the ten tennis balls that were hit, Jing Zhiguang's eyes flashed a glimmer of light, his pupils focused on the tennis balls, and the racket held in his left hand shook slightly,

"Bang!" Jing Zhiguang, who received the first tennis ball, felt the impact of the obvious impact on the arm, flicked the wrist of his left hand, shook the racket subtly, skillfully dissolved part of the force, and then quickly fought back.

"Hmm~" Tanejima's eyes flashed, and he watched Jing Zhiguang on the court use his skills to defuse the power of tennis one by one and then hit back to Onijujiro again.

"This skill in dissolving power is very superb!" Irie looked at Jing Zhiguang's movements, especially the lightness that seemed to be like a thousand catties in four or two, which made people feel bright.

"Indeed, the skill is already in full swing!" Taneshima looked at Jing Zhiguang, who was lifting weights like a lightweight, and said with a slight smile.

"Very good trick!" The ghost looked at Jing Zhiguang, who shot back at his ten tennis balls like this, and couldn't help but praise, "Since that's the case, let's add another one!" "

"What?" Irie saw the ghost throw a tennis ball again, and subconsciously wanted to stop it, after all, last time Jing Zhiguang only showed the level of eight or nine balls, and now it has been improved to eleven balls, is it too big.

"Don't worry, the ghost is measured!" Tanejima squatted on the steps and said with a serious face, "And look at that kid Jingzhi..."

"Huh?" When Irie heard this, he turned his head to look over, only to see Jing Zhiguang looking at Oni Jujiro and showing a smile.

"In this way, this junior is very comfortable! Maybe there's more to it!! Taneshima sighed.

Irie's eyes blinked, it seemed that the last time he hit the eight balls, it was not his limit at all, and they were all blinded by Jing Zhiguang's superficial strength 270.

In fact, Jing Zhiguang didn't deliberately hide anything, but the last training was just a simple explanation exercise, and he felt that there was no need to show anything, and after a few days of multi-ball hitting training, he was already able to do this, and even eleven balls were not his limit!

"Woohoo!" ——

"Ghost senior, let's go straight to thirteen balls!"

Watching a series of tennis balls flying over, Jing Zhiguang did not panic in the slightest, and even took the initiative to add two tennis balls, raising it to the point of thirteen balls, using the same technique to subtly dissolve the huge force on the ghost tennis ball, and waved the racket at the tennis balls one by one! Thirteen consecutive shots sounded, but not a single ball was missed, and all of them hit back perfectly!

......

Tanejima and Irie glanced at each other, and both saw the helplessness and shock in each other's eyes, this young man is always so unexpected, and his strength is so strong that those of them who are seniors can't react.

"Haha~ good boy..."The ghost looked at the thirteen tennis balls walking in the air and smiled, but because of the scars on his face, he looked a little fierce.

......

In this way, Jing Zhiguang and the ghost practiced back and forth.

If other high school students pass by, he will see a strange scene, two people on the court are waving empty rackets, but there is a constant sound of hitting the ball in the air, and the number of tennis balls is terrifying...

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