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

"The match will be a best-of-three-set format."

On the high chair, the referee looked at the players on both sides, nodded and said: "In the first set, Shiraishi serves, the game is over!"

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

The words fell.

The audience's eyes were all looking at the figure bending down to play tennis at the baseline.

"Shiraishi Kuranosuke"

A high school student squinted his eyes: "How do I feel that there is something tied under the bandage on his left hand?"

"Ah."

Others nodded.

In their opinion, in such an important game, it is too arrogant for the opponent to wear something like weights!

but.

The junior high school students all shook their heads secretly at this, especially the members of Tiantianbao Temple. They remembered clearly that during the national competition, Shiraishi had returned the gold wristband under the bandage to Watanabe for repair.

After all, that is the other person's entire net worth. If it were them, they wouldn't dare to keep it with them after being exposed.

call!

At this time.

Shiraishi threw the tennis ball up, then stood on tiptoes, raised his upper body quickly, and at the same time, he quickly hit the tennis ball with the racket in his hand.

Bang!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball echoed.

Shiraishi's serve, like a sharp bullet, quickly fell towards the opposite service line in front of Tetsuya Hara.

"good."

Seeing this, Yuan Zhe also nodded secretly.

Judging from this serve, the opponent's basic strength has indeed improved a lot during this period of time.

This also made him look forward to the next showdown even more.

Bang!

Thoughts turned.

Yuan Zhe just hit the tennis ball over.

The tennis ball flew out in a straight line, aiming at the corner on the left side of Shiraishi. It was extremely fast and murderous.

Tap! !

Yuan Zhe, on the other hand, acted quickly, and in a blink of an eye he was close to where the tennis ball landed. He raised his hand and swung the racket to counterattack.

Similarly, his shot was also aimed at the opponent's backhand baseline.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

In the blink of an eye.

The two began to pull the bottom line quickly and accurately.

"These two people are going to challenge each other!"

The spectators outside the stadium were aware of the two men's intentions. Looking at Mouri and Niou, they were both in a calm state.

Obviously.

They did this intentionally and had no intention of interfering.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

In a blink of an eye.

Shiraishi and Hara Tetsu also fought for more than 20 rounds. In this high-intensity tug-of-war, the two men's ball control and actions were still as precise and fast as they were at the beginning.

"That's almost it, senior."

Hitting the tennis ball back again, Shiraishi smiled and said: "In the final analysis, this is also a doubles match. It would be unreasonable for us to continue playing."

"Too."

Yuan Zhe also nodded: "The warm-up is almost over now."

warm up? !

Hearing this, many high school students and junior high school students' eyes trembled.

Such a fierce and fierce duel was just a warm-up? How strong are these two guys?

Snapped!

At this time.

Yuan Zhe also suddenly released a short ball.

"Ok?"

Niou in front of the net raised his eyebrows lightly.

At this time, he kept his eyes on his opponent and locked on Maori, who was also a forward. The other party clearly showed signs of wanting to go online, and he thought: "Is this going to start?"

Bang!

immediately.

Nioh shot back quickly.

The tennis ball was swiped out diagonally by him, just passing by Maori who was about to get close to him.

In this case, the opponent either stops surfing the Internet, or they can only watch the tennis ball and miss it.

Tap! !

however.

To Nioh's surprise, Mori didn't seem to pause at all.

Swish!

Followed by.

Yuan Zheye's figure suddenly appeared behind him. Moreover, it happened to be blocked in front of Nioh's return route.

"No, I was fooled!"

Niou's pupils trembled slightly.

He immediately realized that Tetsuya Hara's short ball was actually a bait. However, Nioh was not an ordinary player after all. He immediately adjusted his posture and stepped back continuously to give him a suitable space to fight back.

boom!

At this time.

Tetsuya Hara's crisp hitting also sounded.

Whoosh!

The ball came quickly.

Just as Nioh finished adjusting, the tennis ball came closer. As a last resort, he could only hurriedly hold the racket horizontally in front of him and tried to use the force-relieving technique to resolve it.

boom!

but.

The moment the ball and racket collided, a heavy force came from above, which surprised Nioh.

Snapped!

Suddenly.

The racket fell to the ground in his hand.

The gross profit from surfing the net is a smash without hesitation.

Boom!

The tennis ball hits the ground.

The referee's voice also sounded: "0-15!"

"it is good!!!"

The high school students outside the stadium couldn't help but cheer.

Even junior high school students nodded. The ball was indeed played very well. The two high school students cooperated tacitly and acted decisively. They played very well.

"Well."

Nioh, who dropped his racket on the ground, rubbed his sore wrist and picked it up.

"Judging from the doubles cooperation between these two people, they have been playing for a while!"

As a member of a regular doubles team, Nioh knows very well that such a tacit understanding cannot be achieved without a certain basis of practice.

Also.

The physical fitness of high school students is indeed very strong. The blow just now seemed to Nioh to have been caught off guard. The only ones in Tatekai who could retaliate were probably Yukimura and Sanada.

"Are you okay, Niou?"

At this time, Shiraishi walked up and looked at him worriedly and asked.

"fine."

Niou shook his head.

As a skilled player, he has a unique way of protecting his wrists. He would take the initiative to let go when he knew he couldn't fight back forcefully.

This may seem a bit embarrassing, but for Niou, it is a skill that is superior to any other.

"continue."

While flexing his wrist, he nodded to his companion and said, "Our serve cannot be broken by them."

"Ah."

Shiraishi nodded.

After confirming that there was no problem with his partner, he retreated to the baseline and served again.

Bang!

Different from the first ball.

Shiraishi's second goal seemed even more powerful.

One is because he is serious, and the other is the direction and position of the serve. As a left-hander, he is more comfortable serving with his left hand.