Net King's Swordsmanship Dominates

"Why doesn't he drag slowly? The physical strength of the trace department is so strong, even if it is slowly dragging, it can drag the other party down, right?" Shishido Ryo asked a question that many people wanted to know with a slight puzzlement in his tone.

"It won't work. Shinobu shook his head, "In this kind of fast rhythm, the trace is at a disadvantage, the guy on the other side has a good physical talent, even if it is delayed, it is useless, maybe the rhythm of the two will not be lowered until the end of the game, the trace is slowly adapting, slowly searching!"

"Adapting?"

Xiang Higaku frowned and looked at the game that had already started again in the field.

Bang!

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Bang!whoosh~ The moment the tennis ball was hit by Keigo Trace, it flew to the opposite side with a strong sound of breaking the air and a slight spin, Maori's body moved quickly, and the rhythm he brought up by himself was of course very adaptable, and there was no such thing as Keigo Keigo's reluctance to insist, so he was much better than the opposite trace in terms of physical consumption.

The sweat on the other side had been unstoppably sliding down his face, but now he only had one or two pieces of sweat occasionally scratching his cheeks.

Boom!

The moment the tennis ball bounces, the Maori movement stiffens for a moment, and this bounce position of the tennis ball ...... It seems like~

"0 to 15! Ice Emperor Academy scores!"

Just when he was stunned, the tennis ball had already popped off the court.

The corners of the trace department's mouth hooked slightly, and he had already adapted to it~ "Super newcomer senior, well, indulge in the gorgeous beauty of this uncle!" "The trace department put down the racket in his hand and returned to his prepared position, the smile on his face was wanton and arrogant, but it contained a luxury that could not be washed away no matter what.

Mori didn't take Keigo's words to heart, but reminisced about the ball just now.

The faster the speed of the tennis ball, the faster his movement speed, the faster the rhythm, and the less time he has left for adjustment! Under normal circumstances, he can receive the tennis ball in that position, and the trajectory of the tennis ball just now, even if he doesn't stop that, he can't catch the tennis ball.

"It seems that the trace department has adapted. A little smile also appeared on Shinobu's face, and he pushed his glasses, "Now Keigo is the real Keigo Keibe!"

Only Keigo Keibe, who has exerted his most powerful insight, is the strength that Keigo Keigo should have!

Bang!

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Bang!

"3 to 2!

......

"3 to 3!

"What's going on?"

The faces of the people in the Lihai Dabei War Zone began to look ugly, although their scores are not behind now, but how could Maori suddenly not occupy any advantage under such a fast pace?

This sudden change in the situation caught them a little off guard, but except for Yukimura, Yanagi and Sanada, everyone else couldn't understand what was wrong at all, so they could only be anxious.

"What a strong eyesight. "Liu Lianji's pen keeps recording information about Keigo in his notebook.

"yes, what a strong eyesight. "

Yukimura nodded, although there was still that habitual smile on his face, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes, only a little solemnity remained.

They can all see where Maori lost these two games, that is, he was defeated under the eyes of Keigo Jibe! The landing of those tennis balls is probably difficult for several of them to discover, Yukimura's own insight is the insight into the essence of tennis has a transcendent talent, and Sanada is just good at dynamic vision, if anyone can do it, it is undoubtedly Yanagi.

But Yanagi deduced the Maori weakness based on his own data, not directly "seen" it like Keigo Jibe!

Bang!

......

Bang!

"6 to 5! Ice Emperor Academy leads!"

Half an hour later, the Ice Emperor took the lead in the tiebreaker.

The rhythm on both sides has not decreased in the slightest, Maori knows that this is the only weapon he can attack and defend, if the rhythm is restored to his own rhythm, he is afraid that it will be even worse now, although he should still have the opportunity to score, but the opponent has more opportunities to score.

Bang! The tennis ball instantly landed at Maori's feet, Maori was ruthless in his heart, forcibly endured the pain in his arm muscles, and instantly swung the racket in his hand at a very awkward angle.

Syllable!

The tennis ball, with some spin, was picked up high by a crossed line.

"Heh~" The sweaty Keigo chuckled, his legs bent slightly, endured the soreness in his legs, and jumped up with all his might.

"Indulge in Uncle Ben's gorgeous beauty skills!"

Bang!

The racket in his hand snapped down and swiped past Maori's ear.

"7 to 6! Ice Emperor Academy wins! The current total score is 2 to 1! Ice Emperor Academy leads!"

"The final winner is Uncle Ben!"

Syllable!

A snap of his fingers echoed in the field, and the trail shook slightly.

After a moment of silence, a frantic shout suddenly came to mind from the audience, "Ice Emperor, Ice Emperor!"

It's not about the supporters over there, just for this wonderful tennis match!_

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