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While everyone was talking outside the court, Kirihara on the court gradually fell into the upper hand….

Bang

Another heavy pump, hitting the other party, Reiji Kamijo quickly caught up, but unfortunately still passed by the tennis ball… Kirihara scored a point again.

“Why is that?”

A discrepancy flashed through his eyes, and according to his calculations, the tennis ball should be able to catch, but… But there were such situations one after another, and tennis just happened to pass his defense, which really puzzled him.

As if seeing the other party’s doubts, on the side of the court.

“Hey, you won’t have fought a rain fight.” Seeing the other party’s grievance, Kirihara on the opposite side of the court couldn’t help but laugh, normal tennis players should know that since the tennis ball is contaminated with rain, then after landing, the ball speed rebound will not only not be slow, but faster, and the overall weight of such a tennis ball will become larger, and each return of the ball also needs to use more force, and these common sense things, the other party actually does not understand.

“Rain battle…” After listening to Kirihara’s words, Reiji Kamijo’s movements stiffened once, and Kirihara did not miss this opportunity, drew the ball once, and scored a point again.

“Game, Akaya Kirihara, 4-2.”

“It seems… It’s true. Kirihara also noticed the other party’s unnaturalness, and affirmed the guess just now in his heart.

The coach of Huacun outside the stadium also heard the conversation between the two clearly, looking at the Shencheng that had fallen behind, a burst of intentions, rain battles, this is not only what the Shencheng lacks, even the players in the entire Chengcheng Shonan have not been trained, even if it is actual combat training, they are training on the indoor tennis court, but they forget the influence of the weather, and this is also something to consider in the game.

“Misstepped.”

This is definitely her mistake, the first point of negligence in the usual training, thinking of this, Coach Huacun said to everyone with apologetic eyes, “Sorry, everyone, this is my problem.” ”

“Coach, it’s okay.”

Everyone saw Coach Huacun showing such an expression for the first time, and they also persuaded one after another.

“No, I will summarize it when I go back, and I will bear all the problems.” Coach Huacun’s tone is very firm, as a tennis coach who has returned from abroad, she dares to face her problems directly.

On the court, because of his discomfort with the court, he was again given a game by Kirihara, and the game reached the final stage, which was also Kirihara’s game point.

“I thought you would be very powerful, Bai Xingying, and the work in your coach’s mouth is not very good?” Kirihara’s words were originally nothing, but after involving Coach Huacun, the face of Shencheng, who was originally calm, changed greatly.

“You guy.”

He, Reiji Kamijo, can be said and treated however he wants, but… Their coach is a forbidden area in his heart, and he must not let people interfere.

“Give me death!”

A fierce aura came from his eyes, and he crossed his hands and whipped the tennis ball fiercely.

“Stop, Shencheng, you can’t use that move!”

After seeing Shencheng’s actions, coach Huacun outside the court immediately got up and shouted at Shencheng on the court, his words full of seriousness.

But… This time, Shencheng did not stop.

Brush

There was a sound of hitting the ball, a strong spin, and even people who could not play tennis felt the strange feeling of this moment.

Bang

The tennis ball suddenly attacked, and even Kirihara, in the rush, did not notice the abnormality of the tennis ball.

Snap

After the racket was hit by the tennis ball, the strong rotation made Kirihara’s arm numb, and as soon as his wrist was sore, the tennis ball fell.

However, tennis was shot back.

“Good risk!”

There was a secret word in his heart, it was too sudden just now, if it weren’t for Kirihara’s own attention span, this ball would really hurt him.

“Idiot, what are you looking at?” Before he could rejoice, Sanada’s serious voice reached Kirihara’s ears, and only then did he notice that the tennis ball had returned to Kaminjo’s hands again, and at this moment, Kirihara’s hand had no racket.

“The one who insulted the coach, give me death!”

The mouth muttered, and it was the action just now, and the target was Kirihara on the opposite side of the tennis court.

“Deep City Power!”