First Minister of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 8 Sweep (2)

“Referee, report points quickly!”

Chiba looked at Yamamoto who was stunned, and urged.

“Oh…” Yamamoto diverted his gaze with difficulty, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and said angrily.

“0 to 15!”

Wow!

After Yamamoto reported the score, the dozens of people present suddenly burst into an uproar.

“Did you see it just now, it seems that a streamer suddenly flashed by, and then scored!” Some people admired it, and of course others questioned it.

“Impossible. How could Domoto’s big serve be beaten back so easily? It must be luck!”

The man shook his head, with a look of disbelief, and concluded that Chiba’s ball was lucky.

“Humph!” At this time, Zhenyi who heard the person’s questioning suddenly let out a cold snort and looked at him with slanted eyes.

“Some people, they are not strong and they always doubt others. My Chiba is so strong, you can’t bear it?”

Maui’s domineering look saw Mai Asao helplessly shook her head. After pulling the corner of her clothes, Mai Asao said softly, “Forget it, don’t care about them, just watch the match!”

After speaking, his eyes flowed, watching Chiba’s beautiful eyes flashed with surprise. Although I knew that Chiba might be playing tennis well, I didn’t expect it to be so good!

It’s not that she lacks eyesight. From the strength shown in the previous counterattack, although Chiba’s strength cannot be accurately estimated, Asao Mai knows that at least it is still much stronger than this hall.

“Why did he enter the tennis club of our school?” Asao Mai felt that Chiba was covered in a cloud of mist, hazy, but she couldn’t help but find out.

…

“What happened just now?”

One minute after Yamamoto reported the score, Domoto reacted, staring at the tennis ball on the ground in a daze, and muttered in disbelief.

“Hey, senpai can’t fight anymore?” Chiba looked at the still motionless Domoto and asked depressedly. He still wants that skill. If he doesn’t fight halfway, then who would Chiba cry?

“Oh, hit.” Domoto was stunned, and then he reacted, making a straight face, and said in a loud voice, “How did you talk to the senior? I asked you just now, otherwise you think you can fight back with your weak strength. The big serve?”

“Yes, yes, seniors should hurry up and serve, let me see the big serve with all my strength!” Chiba rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Pop, pop, pop.

Domoto took out a tennis ball and began to beat it.

“Let you see what big serve is!”

Domoto gritted his teeth, threw the tennis ball, and then swung the racket with all his strength, hitting the ball fiercely.

boom!

After the tennis ball made a muffled noise, it was ejected in an instant, and the speed of the tennis ball turned out to be a bit faster than the ball just now.

Yamamoto’s eyes on the referee chair shined, and he exclaimed in his heart, “A good shot is worthy of a big serve with all your strength, which is different from the previous one.”

“Look at how you pick it up this time!” His eyes turned to Chiba with a calm face, and Yamamoto whispered through gritted teeth.

Huh!

Bang!

After the tennis ball crossed the net, it hit Chiba’s side with a thud.

“Well, it’s a bit improved, but it doesn’t feel much to me!” Chiba took a few steps back and moved to the most comfortable position to catch the ball.

“Come on Chiba! You are the best!” Maori looked at Chiba strolling in the court, the light in his eyes flashed, and after shouting loudly, he added in a low voice, “It’s worthy of being the one I’m fond of , Playing tennis is handsome and inhumane…”

“laugh!”

Hearing Zhenyi’s shout, Chiba turned her head and smiled at her the moment she caught the ball, which caused her to shout in her heart that she was too handsome, or it was impossible.

boom!

While talking and laughing, Chiba waved his hand, and the so-called big serve was instantly cracked.

“It’s impossible! It’s so easy to crack my big serve!” Domoto took a step back and shook his head in disbelief. This is the best big serve he has ever posted, but Chiba hit back after being understated?

The tennis ball traversed a beautiful arc and landed in a tricky corner. But Domoto recovered and tried to catch up, but he took a step slower. The tennis ball hit the corner line, hit the ground and bounced off the front of his racquet.

“0, 0 to 30.”

Yamamoto swallowed hard and moistened his dry throat before reporting the score.

“This freshman is so strong?” A member of the staff was incredulous, “Domoto’s trick, big serve, is of no use to him?”

On the other side, a Starting Lineup of the Yinhua Tennis Club frowned, “Tangmoto is really a waste, and even a freshman can’t win it.”

“Yes, I don’t think this freshman is strong, but Domoto’s strength has fallen too much!” The other person who was elected also shook his head disdainfully, watching Chiba on the court show a trace of contempt in his eyes.

“Look at how I will blow him up later!”

ps, it’s slow. Sorry, the new book update is slow. Friends of the book shortage can read my old book, Prince of Tennis’s kaleidoscope writes round eyes. *