I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

"hey-hey!!"

As the last junior high school student to play, Toyama does not have the slightest burden of being a finalist. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, he went on the stage excitedly.

"This boy"

Seeing the appearance of his opponent, he frowned slightly.

Having seen the strength of those junior high school students before, he did not dare to be careless about these guys in the losing group.

more importantly.

The red-haired kid in front of him was obviously specially prepared for him by the ghost. As for this person who was once the strongest in U17 and was comparable to a ghost or a god, You Duan believes that no matter how much attention he takes, it cannot be overstated.

but.

When he got to the net, the right end looked at his opponent repeatedly, but his frown deepened.

The kid in front of him had such a good body shape that he ruled out the possibility of being a power player in the first place. Moreover, no matter how you look at this short man, he doesn't look like he is very fast.

Then, he jumped up hard and reached an astonishing height. Under the disbelieving eyes of the high school students, he raised his racket high and smashed it down suddenly.

Toyama throws the tennis ball up.

What's more coincidental is that he himself is also a technical player. Therefore, from the right perspective, this is not a coincidence, but deliberate.

Some extremely low possibility flashed through his mind. The right end shook his head and simply made a gesture of receiving the serve: "No matter what, whether he is strong or weak, it will not change the outcome of this game."

Snapped!

at this time.

"Kid."

boom!

A crackling sound that stung the eardrums spread.

"Or is he just entertaining me?"

Those amber eyes shone with an inexplicable sharp luster. Let the opposite right end instinctively create an illusion.

"The game begins, and one set will determine the outcome!"

"Okay!"

Whoa!

Holding the tennis ball in his hand, the young man's temperament instantly changed drastically. A look of seriousness appeared on his originally frank and simple face.

Subsequently.

"According to this situation, whether his first serve can pass the net is a question."

What stood in front of him was not a human boy, but a falcon in hunting mode!

After glancing at the ghost in the distance, his gaze on the right side became serious: "There is no way I can lose this game."

Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said calmly: "Let's start, let me see your strength."

"almost."

The tennis ball fell straight down like a cannon being ejected from the chamber.

"hey-hey."

"This serve?!"

Yuan Shan smiled and nodded when he heard this.

I saw Yuanshan taking out a tennis ball in a silly manner and playing it in a decent manner.

Toyama grabbed the tennis ball in his hand.

The purpose is very simple, just to make Wei Tailang, who is on his right, become a whetstone for the kid in front of him.

The right end narrowed his eyes: "If I guess correctly, he is most likely a skilled player."

The right end, who was already surprised when the opponent threw the ball and took off, instantly became extremely serious after seeing the serve.

"Neither the strength nor speed type."

On the high chair, the U17 staff member serving as the referee said solemnly: "The serve from the distant mountains is the end of the game!"

too fast!

From the opponent throwing the ball, taking off, and then smashing, the whole process is so fast that people can't react.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

He moves very quickly, and the rhythm sounds a bit messy. Luo received formal training and was promoted to the right end of the No. 2 court in this system. In the eyes of the person in charge, there are problems everywhere.

“He doesn’t have a great feel for the ball.”

"Although I don't know what your plans are."

As the person in charge of Court No. 2, the right end of the team has the strength of the bottom ten in the first army and has absolute confidence in himself.

Fortunately, he has specially trained his reaction ability. At critical moments, the body responds in advance of the brain.

call!

Suddenly.

Under the gaze of the surrounding junior high school students and high school students, the two retreated to the bottom line.

"There's nothing like what a tennis player should be like."

The more you look at it, the more outrageous it becomes.

But the opponent was left specially for him by the ghost. To be recognized by the gatekeeper of hell, his strength is self-evident.

After crossing to the right, lift the racket with the right end.

boom!

A strong crash sounded.

The originally confident face on the right side suddenly showed an expression of disbelief.

"This kind of strength?!"

The person in charge of Court No. 2 suddenly shrank his pupils.

Chi Chi

now.

The tennis ball kept crushing the racket surface, and the fierce force almost made it impossible to hold the right end.

Without any hesitation, he immediately put his left hand up. Use both hands at the same time to hit the serve.

"Call back?"

The distant mountain on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "That's great!!!"

Tap! !

The words fell.

He flew out like a cheetah.

The speed was so fast that the high school students on Court No. 2 outside the stadium could only see a series of afterimages.

"This is so fast!"

The expression on the right side changed again.

He didn't expect that all his judgments before the game were wrong. The short boy in front of him was not only incredibly powerful, but also incredibly fast.

boom!

In a blink of an eye.

Toyama caught up with the tennis ball and swung the ball with his racket.

"Well."

The right end narrowed his eyes.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he clearly felt the pressure from his opponent.

but.

As the person in charge of Court No. 2, he naturally would not lose the courage to attack because of this difficulty.

Immediately, the right end moved quickly towards the tennis ball. After catching up with the ball, he held the racket with both hands and hit the tennis ball at a tricky angle toward the corner of his opponent's backhand side.

"That's right, that's it."

Unexpectedly, facing the sharp counterattack from the right end, the red-haired boy on the opposite side not only did not panic at all, but instead said excitedly: "Senior, it seems that you are indeed not an ordinary player. In this case, I will not be polite to you." !”

Ok? !

This statement came out.

The expression on the right side suddenly changed.

"Could it be that this kid didn't take his serve seriously just now?"

"impossible!"

Almost instantly, the right end gave up this extremely ridiculous idea. He cheered up and headed towards the tennis ball.

"Kid, you're not afraid of flashing your tongue when the wind blows!"

The right end's eyes narrowed.

Even if you do it well, you must be prepared to teach the other party a lesson.