Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Oh! Awesome!"

"That shot just now was so powerful!"

"It didn't bounce at all!"

The Flying Swallow Returning to the Nest used by Fuji greatly opened the eyes of everyone in Tiantianbao Temple.

Osamu Watanabe raised his chin slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Hey, you really have a way."

Shiraishi Kuranosuke looked deeply at Fuji Shusuke, calming down the ups and downs in his heart, and his expression remained calm and calm.

Fuji Shusuke looked at the calm-looking Shiraishi Kuranosuke, with a faint smile on his lips and sharp and unhurried eyes.

The game continues.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 2-0!"

I see, is it a topspin ball?

After a round of observation, Shiraishi Kuranosuke also discovered the conditions for Fuji Shusuke to use Feiyan to return to the nest.

Now that this has been discovered, this trick is not difficult to deal with.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke smiled confidently and planned to return the favor.

It seems that it has been seen through.

Fuji Shusuke was keenly aware of the change in Shiraishi Kuranosuke's eyes. Judging from the rising aura on his body, it would probably be very troublesome if he didn't interrupt in time.

Then, interrupt him!

Holding the tennis ball flat in front of him, his ordinary yet unexpected movements revealed the slightest bit of uniqueness, instantly making Shiraishi Kuranosuke's heart tighten.

Have you noticed my intention? Well, let's see if you have any other ways to stop me!

Shiraishi Kuranosuke's inner desire to win and lose confidence also came online. He looked at Fuji Shusuke with firm eyes, and a faint smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air between the two of them.

Come on horseback!

Feeling Shiraishi Kuranosuke's will to challenge, Fuji Shusuke smiled softly, twisted his wrist quietly, and still let the tennis ball fall freely.

Wait for a suitable moment and swing the racket from bottom to top, neither light nor heavy.

"Oh!"

Slow ball speed, elegant but not aggressive.

What, what kind of serve is this?

Isn’t this a serve for beginners?

What are you doing?

The eyes of everyone in Tianbao Temple flashed with deep doubts.

However, due to Fuji Shusuke's stunning flying swallow before returning to the nest, and Watanabe Osamu's previous warning, they did not make any noise, but just locked their eyes on the tennis ball.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke was keenly aware of the difference in this ball. It was like a grenade that had not yet exploded. Under its simple appearance, there was a terrifying and huge energy hidden.

Although aware of the crisis, Shiraishi Kuranosuke quickly judged the landing point of the tennis ball and waited for the ball with 120,000 spirits.

This spin!

The moment the tennis ball bounced off the ground, Shiraishi Kuranosuke's eyes suddenly changed as he watched the contradictory and tyrannical spin on the tennis ball, and an unpleasant premonition emerged uncontrollably in his heart, making him a little anxious.

Swinging the racket instinctively.

"call!"

The clear sound of breaking wind, the feeling of falling in the sky above the racket, and the tennis ball that disappeared in front of his eyes like an illusion at the last moment, Shiraishi Kuranosuke felt as if he had punched cotton.

"clatter."

The soft and regular sound of tennis balls bounced from behind.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke turned his head, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, and his back felt a little tight and cold.

"Just now, did the tennis ball disappear?"

A member of Tiantianbao Temple said to himself in surprise.

The surrounding companions responded quickly.

"Well, it seems, it seems so."

"How did you do it?"

Zenyuki Taira patted the military green hat on his head, looked at Fuji Shusuke on the court with a bit of a naughty look, and said coldly: "Oh, it seems that boy Shiraishi kicked the iron plate, or stubbed his toe. What hurts the most.”

"It's okay not to complain at this time."

Yuan Zhe also said speechlessly, although this was also a complaint.

His eyes flashed and he said: "There is no doubt that the first-year student from Qingxue is a genius. If that kid from Shiraishi wants to win, I'm afraid he will have to work hard."

"Oh!"

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 3-0!"

"Okay, three points in a row!"

Kikumaru cheered.

"Fu Er's fighting spirit is particularly high today."

Looking at the happy Kikumaru, Jinguji Hikaru thought a little evilly in his heart. After all, with this score, being the No. 3 singles player is quite stressful, so why not show some fighting spirit?

Of course, Jinguji Hikaru just thought about it, and had no intention of speaking out to attack Kikumaru and Oishi, although Jinguji Hikaru believed that they would realize it themselves.

"Don't be happy too early."

Jinguji Hikaru lightly reminded that not only off the court, but also on the court, Kikumaru would sometimes relax a little because he was playing too smoothly.

"Shiraishi is not simple. He will not let Fuji win the game so easily."

"I see."

Kikumaru nodded to show that he understood.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke also immediately verified Jinguji Hikaru's words with his own actions.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke was calm and unhurried. He aimed at Fuji Shusuke's gap and launched a decisive attack.

"Oh!"

After Fujisuke realized it, he wanted to catch up, but it was too late. He could only watch the tennis ball fly out of the baseline.

"Game, Shiraishi Kuranosuke, 1-3!"

"Phew, it's so pleasurable!"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke smiled happily.

The opponent played really steadily and didn't feel impatient at all.

Fuji Shusuke glanced at Shiraishi Kuranosuke. He originally thought that his strong attack at the beginning and taking the lead would slightly affect Shiraishi Kuranosuke's mentality, but now it seems that it has not taken effect.

Sensing Fuji's gaze, Shiraishi Kuranosuke responded with a smile, his firm eyes revealing a sense of persistence in victory and confidence in himself.

I won't give up victory.

Feeling Shiraishi Kuranosuke's high fighting spirit, Fuji Shusuke also felt his blood boiling.

"Then let's compare."

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Both sides fought patiently and cautiously, without being arrogant or impetuous.

Fuji Shusuke's original style of play was defensive counterattack, Shiraishi Kuranosuke was even more unsteady, and both sides began a competition of endurance and patience.

Fuji Shusuke easily won his serve with his invisible serve, but Shiraishi Kuranosuke also relied on his strong basic skills to firmly hold his serve, and also found a way to deal with Fuji's invisible serve later. The way to serve.

The two sides fought very hard, but in the end it was Fuji Shusuke who relied on his powerful skills to break the deadlock and win the game.

"Oh!"

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 7-5!"

Lost.

A flash of regret flashed in Shiraishi Kuranosuke's eyes.

He actually played quite hard in the last few rounds. He obviously only needed a little more force to break through Fuji Zhousuke's defense. There were several opportunities, but he just didn't have the ability to break through, and in the end he had to be defeated by Fuji. Zhou Zhu used his powerful skills to slowly make mistakes and finally lost the game.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi felt regretful, and Shusuke Fuji also felt very lucky. If the opponent had been stronger and had a skill that was enough to break the deadlock, it would be uncertain who would win in the end.

Still need to work harder!

Shiraishi Kuranosuke and Fuji Shusuke thought at the same time.