Yukimura Lingxue of the king of the net

Zhou Zhu and Cilang returned to the field again, but the difference was that they had changed games, and this time Cilang served first.

"Then I'll attack this time." Ciro said, he waved his hand, threw the ball high, and hit it, "Come on." After serving the ball, Ciro followed the ball to the net quickly.

"Serve and hit the net, since that's the case..." Fujio analyzed Jiro's ball path, and hit the ball at Jiro's feet. Ciro pretended, and Ciro unconsciously caught the ball at his feet, and said that it hurts ah.

In fact, no one noticed that Jiro's foot was inward to avoid the ball that Fuji hit. The original obstacle ball seemed to have no intention of catching the ball from Fuji. In fact, Jiro's original intention was to let Fuji hit such a ball. .

"It's really good, he actually aimed the ball at the net-type player, and hit it at the foot that hurts the most." Atobe said this while looking at the ball that Fuji hit.

"And it's still the foot that landed on the ground." Mingto added following Atobe's words.

The ball landed on Fuji's side of the field. Fuji was at the bottom line and couldn't reach the net, and it was a side tennis ball (the ball just passed the net), but his expression was a little surprised.

"15 to 0"

"Really let him score" Horio also looked at the ball in Fuji's field in a daze, and said in a low voice.

"This guy is really lucky." Taocheng only thought that Cilang was lucky, and said indifferently.

"It would be great if this is the case." Qian watched the game and said such words.

'Come on, Jiro, start to really play your skills'

Atobe looked confidently at Jirou who was sitting on the ground, thinking to himself.

"Be careful when surfing the net now." Cilang said this confidently, and then sent the ball to the net, still quickly following the sent ball to the net.

Fuji aimed at Cilang's foot and hit it again, but Jiro jumped up and squatted in a half-squat, the hand holding the racket dropped, and the racket caught the ball that Fuji sent to his feet again. , Buer opened his eyes wide again and thought, 'Sure enough, it's not a simple character. 'Another tennis ball.

"30 than oh"

Cilang saw where he was going to fight. Looking at Cilang who fell to the ground, Bu Er began to think in his heart.

Lingxue smiled and said nothing, looking at this natural little sheep amusedly, it seemed harmless, but in fact it was also a kind of strategy and offensive.

Horio and the others almost dropped their mouths, and finally one of them said, "So it wasn't a coincidence."

"He smashes the ball at his feet in an instant, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he can freely manipulate the volley. The strongest serve and net player in history-Peter Sampras will the most important front of the net To elevate the ball to the realm of art requires an unparalleled flexibility of the wrist when catching the ball, and the flexibility of Ciro's wrist can almost be compared with his."

"I can't bear it, you woke up too late." Atobe said looking at Jiro in the arena.

"Sure enough, you can't take it lightly. That ball is not so easy to hit back."

No matter where he attacked Jiro, Jiro received the ball with the softness of his wrist, and hit the ball where you didn't expect it. In this way, Jiro won the next round, the score was 1 to 1.

And Cilang danced excitedly, and said, "Great...to keep the serve."

Lingxue and Kelly were still standing beside the main candidates from Qingxue, because they already knew the ending, so they watched the game without haste, unlike the main candidates from Qingxue who were thinking about how to fight back.