Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

It seems that he is much taller than Smith, and his iron arms should be able to take care of the four directions of things. If the next ball is hit a little higher, will Curry have to come out to defend?

The serve is still in Sanada's hands, so Sanada still wants to try this result. After all, the most important thing in the first few rounds of the first set is to test out the opponent's full strength. It would be even better if he could force out their special moves.

Of course he thought so. If it could be realized, it would be better. If it really couldn't be realized, he would not be in a hurry. He would take it slowly. There would be three games in total anyway. He couldn't be in a hurry now. He had to slowly build up the rhythm to find the weaknesses of this defense!

"Sanada, can you let me mess around for a while?"

While Sanada was lost in thought, Yukimura next to him suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" What kind of operation is this? Why is there someone making trouble?

Sanada didn't quite understand what he meant. Fortunately, he didn't force himself to be smart. He looked at her with a look of confusion, and Yukimura explained immediately.

"I have to maintain my image. If I don't take action, the other party will get suspicious. So I have to mess with you a little bit. Of course, I am weak and can't catch the ball--"

"It's not impossible, but I suggest you not to do this!" After listening to Yukimura's ideas very carefully, Sanada gave his own conclusion.

In terms of initiative, he would follow Yukimura's ideas, but whether he was suitable for this game or not still needed to be discussed.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because no tennis player who has reached this point is really weak. At most, they are weak relative to others. It is impossible for them to make large-scale and obvious mistakes—"

If a mistake suddenly occurs, it means that there is something wrong with this guy, and it is very likely that they will be discovered that they are pretending, so this trick is not advisable. If you must use this trick, it is recommended to change it slightly -

Yukimura nodded. That makes sense. It makes a lot of sense.

"Got it. Then just follow my lead. I won't mess things up for you, but give them a surprise. After all, it's the first point of the first game, so we still have to get it. Otherwise, it will be boring to play the game later—"

Losing the opening points of the game is a very serious matter, so Yukimura still has to take care of Sanada's serve.

"Yeah!" Sanada nodded, signaling Yukimura to do whatever he wanted. For him, it didn't matter how he did it.

The third goal is coming!

This time it was not a lightning strike, but Sanada's skill, Wind, Forest, and Fire Mountain.

Sanada didn't plan to end the fight with one strike, because it seemed impossible now. In that case, he decided to fight a few more times to find the opponent's weakness!

How well does Yukimura know Sanada? As soon as he makes a move, Yukimura knows what he is doing.

Yukimura Seiichi smiled slightly. This partner was really to his liking. He was making demands one second and the next second he directly played the most suitable ball according to his requirements.

To be honest, who says Sanada doesn't know how to adapt? He is very flexible!

If Nioh knew what Yukimura was thinking, he would definitely make a very classic complaint: Do you think everyone is called Yukimura Seiichi?

Do you think everyone has such a special place in Sanada's heart? So special that they will meet your requirements no matter what?

Not everyone in this world can leave a deep impression in Sanada's heart and carry out his requests.

So, it’s better to sigh that you have a good status!

However, this cooperation cannot be seen by everyone. The necessary concealment should still be concealed a little bit——

So, Yukimura went up.

The swing was very normal, with a rotation that should be above average...

There is nothing outstanding about it.

Smith on the opposite side had a calculation in his mind.

"The guy across from me is probably just average, so I don't need to pay much attention to him—"

"The one we need to deal with mainly is this black-faced man. As long as we can take on him and win this match, we'll take the prize!"

"Well, we have iron arms to resist his attacks, but we can't just hold them with our hands!"

Curry is also very confident in their cooperation. Nothing else, but when it comes to the ability to withstand pressure, they dare to claim to be the best in the world, but no one dares to say that they are ahead of them.

The two men felt a lot more relaxed immediately. After all, they were at home, and although they had the advantage of being at home and all the people around them were their strongest fans, they were also under a lot of pressure. After all, if they lost at home, they would be hated or ridiculed by the audience, and that was a scene that none of them wanted to see.

So the two of them were under a lot of pressure at the beginning, but now——

"Boy, let us two teach you what a true iron wall of fierce resistance is!"

Sanada lowered his head with a dark face. Although his expression did not change at all, he was calmer than before.

It is like the bottomless sea, with no end in sight.

Iron wall? He was already prepared to witness how strong the fence formed by these two strong men was.

The result did not disappoint him.

The ordinary Fenglinhuoshan was unable to break through the defense and could only allow the tennis ball to move between them.

He had guessed it long ago. The skills that used to be quite useful in junior high school, after meeting high school students, the difference in quality and quantity... Oh, the skills that were originally quite good, seemed to be stretched.

However, although he felt touched, he was not disappointed, but the person opposite him began to ridicule him.

"I thought you were so amazing, but I didn't expect you to be just average. Looking at your expression, it's really funny—"

Curry laughed without hesitation.

But Sanada was a little speechless. From beginning to end, his expression and mood were like a stagnant pool of water, without any ripples. It didn't move at all. How did this guy see that his mood or expression had changed? He himself didn't know.

Yukimura's expression changed slightly behind Sanada. Why did he feel that these two people were a little strange? Of course, it was just a feeling now. If he wanted to find out the real problem, he would need a little more...

"Sanada...I need your help..."

Standing behind Sanada, his figure was originally thinner than Sanada, so many people, especially the two people opposite him, couldn't see his expression at all. In addition, Yukimura was very good at concealing his micro-expressions and would not easily let others see the flaws, so it was even more seamless.