The King of Nets Our Times

Musen Chunyue turned her back and was facing the tennis court. She exhaled deeply, and a faint fragrance came towards her face. The people under the sun suddenly smiled, and the innocent smile seemed to be looking at something.

Qianye Mingxia took a deep look at her, and was also vaguely curious about Mu Senchunyue's actions. The back and forth sparring still failed to get anyone a point, which may include some intentional pushes by her.But now it seems that she can't bear it anymore?

Musen Chunyue's tennis skills tend to be more stable and basic, and her level is not that high, but she has a great advantage, which can help her quickly form her own tennis style.

Simple and neat, without complicated moves, this kind of tennis has actually achieved the expected effect, and it is not far from the next evolutionary process.

"Qianye-san, why don't you come and help me take a good look at my tennis ball, it's my own tennis ball." Musen Chunyue put the ball under the sunlight that shot at her, the excitement dilutes her hesitation Well, before the school ranking competition, she originally didn't plan to serve this kind of ball in a place where many people could see it.

Before, it was because the time hadn't come yet, and her new moves hadn't matured yet, so... she turned around, not surprised at all by Qianye Mingxia's calm expression, but in order to be accepted by that person, she Fancy, she had to do this. She had never thought about how big the world of women's tennis is and how long the road is.

Since she stepped into this school, her tennis has slowly developed under their influence, and the rules they made make it convenient for them to play tennis freely, without having to pick up a year’s worth of tennis. Playing the racket for a year and doing basic exercises for a year only needs to be completed within one month after joining the club to strengthen the foundation.

Like Zhengxuan, they complete the personalized training menu formulated by Morikawa Tsuna, and the regular cross-training every day can be guided by Zhengxuan, their own shortcomings will be quickly resolved, and tennis skills will be gradually improved in the training menu be promoted in.

It can be said that the current strength of their non-candidates has drawn a distance from the general women's tennis. As long as they keep working hard, things will develop as they wish and become more and more clear.

And now... Musen Chunyue took a step back, her smile bloomed like a flower, purely like to ferment, and then deep and light blue marks floated all over the sky, this is her new trick, Chiba-san, can you You have to pick it up.

"Trace of Memory, Chiba-san, how would you return the ball?" Musen Chunyue put his hands behind his back, slowly waiting for Qianye Mingxia's counterattack.

The trace of memory is actually just a kind of tennis ball that is folded with the help of light. Because the speed of light is fast and slow, and it will be affected by certain factors, so even those who are very good at borrowing light Qianye Mingxia, until she can't quickly find a way to crack it, she will also become very passive.

In a row, Musen Chunyue won two rounds just by relying on one trick of Memory Mark. If it is really counted, the score should be 2:0.

No one is scoring, so I can only record it silently in my heart. Of course it will become like this. It is not ruled out that the referee deliberately does not score.

Stadium A, the situation of the game has changed. If Chiba Mingxia doesn't quickly find a way to decipher Musen Chunyue's memory traces, she will continue to be so passive. If she is allowed to develop, she may lose.

Chiba, what are you thinking?At this time, it is right to keep calm, but no matter how calm you are, you will lose your mind!

Yasui Rika smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and complained silently, indifferently, seeing that Chiba Mingxia standing upright, a trace of suspicion was swallowed to the bottom of her heart when she caught a glimpse of Qingming's eyes.

She felt relieved, such Qianye must have found a chance to fight back.Chiba, was she watching from the sidelines before?Being won two rounds in a row, instead of losing your temper, you followed the opponent to play, and then turned to suppress the opponent fiercely. Well, Chiba, your bad taste is really unbearable.

Qianye Mingxia smiled, her gentle expression made people have to doubt her intentions, Musen Chunyue faintly felt that something was wrong, she found it very strange, at this time, why she could still laugh.

Shouldn't it be panicked and messed up?Her memory traces will change from time to time, the ball's path is unclear, the trajectory is unclear, and even the whereabouts cannot be found, and she is still so calm. Could it be that she has a chance of winning the memory trace?

Impossible, how could he find a way to break the serve after two games?Is it a lie?Must be a lie, right?She thought uncertainly, no matter how much she thought, Qianye Mingxia had already served the ball.

She just didn't expect that she would have to use that trick in this situation, summoning the wind and rain, and summoning the retouching picture of the dragon—Yu Nu Jie!

Qianye Mingxia leaped into the air lightly, before the rumble of thunder slowly appeared, she put away her smile, her expression was restrained, the tennis racket turned into a long sword, she grasped the long sword, Cut to the thunder.

"Yu Nujie." Qianye Mingxia jumped off the cloud carrying her. This scene attracted people from other stadiums to look over.At the beginning, the electric shock-like feeling paralyzed their nerves, but their brains froze without blinking.

Musen Chunyue was shocked. She knelt on the ground, her pupils suddenly constricted and dilated. Although she could still move freely, she also felt that she still had a chance to solve the robbery, but... She shook her head, and she was forced to She was dragged into a blank world, the road ahead was boundless, the road back was uncertain, her heart was in a mess and panic, where is this place?Why is she here?Isn't she an outsider?Why did he suddenly come here from the place where the game was held?

Yu Nujie is very powerful, she has no power to parry, it seems that she still has a lot to learn, her current strength is not enough for her to defeat the main candidates, and there is still a long way to go to become the second generation of women's tennis. There is still a lot to do.

Having said that, she also thinks very happily, but why does her heart feel so uncomfortable?It was painful and itchy, and tears were streaming down her face. She suddenly remembered the time when she was exhausted by the day-to-day training life. At that time, she was also very unwilling Her strength is too weak, and she has always wanted to reach the highest level, to fly to a world that only belongs to her. For her as a beginner, it may be too wishful thinking and whimsical, but she never gave up. As long as her progress continues, she will be happy.

"What do you play tennis for?" a voice asked her suddenly.

Musen Chunyue thought about it carefully, but she still couldn't find a single figure when she looked around. Scenes gradually flashed through her mind, and she got on her body suddenly with a slight movement. Why did she play tennis?When she thought about this question, it seemed that everything had an answer.

Mu Senchunyue walked forward, the ethereal and empty place obviously made people feel a little daunted and uneasy, but she still walked on bravely, there was no way to retreat, so she simply walked forward.

"How can there be so many reasons? Do it if you like it. That's what I do. Tennis is what I like, so I naturally play it."

"Is that so? Then congratulations." An inexplicable answer came to her ears from behind, and Mu Senchunyue had no time to take care of it. When she finally walked out, a dazzling light pulled her back.

"The game is over, the score is 6:3, Game-Wonby Chiba Mingxia."

Court A, the game is over.