The King of Nets Our Times

The tunnel of time... Baili Shangxue turned his head slightly, dodged Kanai Naming's ball, and blocked it on her left side before it changed lanes.She has calculated the direction, process and route of the tunnel of time, but...

The tennis ball that was supposed to stop on her left side changed direction again and flew towards the distance of ten centimeters behind her, and finally fell at the position at that distance, and landed steadily. land.As if on purpose, it didn't follow her will, and changed the speed and trajectory of the ball as much as it wanted. It was happy and having fun, but Baili Shangxue was a black face.

Annoyed and annoyed, Baili Shangxue closed his eyes, slowly waiting for his mood to return.That ball, obviously... She gritted her teeth, and a cold look flashed across her eyes. This should not be caused by external reasons.

It dragged a thick layer of green smoke on the ground and escaped into the tip of the tongue. The pungent smell made people's tears flow out.The tennis line is covered with speckled fiery red marks. No one can see this subtle change. Except for the four people on the field and a few people in the auditorium, most people's eyes only stay on the Kanai Namin's serve - a time tunnel, this serve does not seem to have much complexity.

"Game-Sitianbaoji, 30:0, Kana Namin serves."

Many spectators watched the game quietly for a while. This first game of the Metropolitan Conference finals is undoubtedly extremely important.Most of the people who stand out from the finals of the Metropolitan Conference are the backbone of the Kanto Competition in the near future. A little difference shown at this time can distinguish the difference between who is strong and who is weak.

The seemingly ruthless and cruel games after games actually contained a lot of thoughts.Whether they are ingenious or not is closely related to the sign of the birth of a real strong man. It will not be a waste of effort to finally usher in that day if we come to inquire about it at the time of the Kanto Contest.

"Kanai, take it easy, don't be fooled, the two of them are not easy to mess with, and I'm afraid they haven't shown their strength yet." Mingming Bao'er whispered behind her, although the voice was very low, few people could hear it on the court There were very few of them, but Kanai was obviously different. She didn't look back at Mingming Bao'er in front of her, but she clearly heard Mingming Bao'er's words and warnings to her.

Kanai Naming didn't speak, her mind was fixed, the round hadn't passed yet, she couldn't just be happy with herself lightly and naturally just because she scored two points.This kind of problem, the lack of calmness in the game, the state that will always be affected by the outside world, is not ideal.

Unsatisfactory performance, some things can affect the reaction of a player's inner state, which is extremely unfavorable.She is not a rookie who just started to learn tennis. Her youthful and impulsive personality has gradually disappeared with the passage of time, and her return and attack strategy has become more and more technical.

Many matches have verified this point. Her tennis strategy is no longer as mindless as it used to be and hindered her game state. On the other hand, it can be said that her tennis, whether it is the basic skills , or technical content, have gradually matured, and quickly improved the original deficiencies in many competitions.

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"Game-Sitianbaoji, 40:0, Kana Namin serves."

Don't worry, Bao'er, I won't be careless.Some things happened once, and it was an accident, but if it happened again, it would be the consequence of not summing up the lesson.

Mistakes are your own and cannot be blamed on others. For the mistakes you have made, you should reflect on them until you learn how to prevent them before they happen.This is a valuable experience she has personally experienced, and she has learned a lot. She is not afraid of making mistakes again.

"Game-Sitianbao Temple, 1:0."

Kanai Naming withdrew his right foot, and rubbed his feet where the audience couldn't see. The warm feeling flowed upwards from the foot, and this hot but unstoppable breath slowly flowed to all parts of the body, and finally stopped in the brain.

The score of the game is gone.Baili Shangxue was very upset, her resentful eyes complained of her dissatisfaction, her unwillingness, her melancholy, Baili Shangxue's eyes who were not ready to clean up her mood finally turned black, and finally her whole body All floating in unconsciousness.

Fujiwara Muli stepped forward to stop her blackening, she shook her head at Baili Shangxue: "Baili, hold on, don't be misled by the other party." Baili Shangxue returned to his original state, "You should know that, regarding this match, it doesn't matter whether the situation ahead is critical or not..."

She walked back and stopped at the established position, "Baili, you have to remember what our ultimate goal is." It was for the unchanging result, for winning.It doesn't matter how the whole game is laid out or arranged, as long as it is a "win" word.

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"Sitian Baosi player Mingming Bao'er serves."

After Mingming Bao'er heard the referee's whistle, he smirked almost imperceptibly.Hey, Kanai's time tunnel has already appeared, so of course I can no longer hide and pinch my special skills. It's time for her serve to show up in front of everyone.

The tunnel of time is a kind of ball related to time. It can come and go silently, and countless repetitions cannot change the past, present and future that will never change. Changing trajectory to develop.

If you want to forcibly change, you will pay a high price to repay your "debt" of changing the known and unknown world without authorization.Maybe this is not the best way to offset the changes caused by his own destruction, maybe he has to pay a greater price, and this greater price may be his life.

"Track of Fate." Her service is actually similar to Gana's "Tunnel of Time", which is related to time and takes the eternity of time as the theme, only allowing people to respect and develop themselves according to the natural track life, not to arbitrarily change the past that has happened and the future that has not yet come.

This trick, faster!Crazier!More ruthless!You can see the route and direction of the tennis ball, you can hear its specific position in the air, and it is also a serve that you can win at a glance. At this time...

Disillusioned light, white and dazzling, envelops the entire body of the ball, and the frenzied dryness gushes out indistinctly, enveloping the small tennis ball, and attracting the summer wind that is hidden against the surroundings, and its heat flow is sharp. It is changing, and what has increased but not decreased has attracted a bigger and more dazzling light.

This burst of light kept Mingming Bao'er's serve, did not let it show any shadow, and rushed towards the opposite person sharply, without slowing down, and stunned abruptly crossed the obstacle in front of the net, along the way. Passed unimpeded.

Its dashing time is getting shorter and shorter, and it is hard to see who it is heading for.Suddenly turned right, and it was Baili Shangxue who was standing on the left side of the first half. Everyone thought that they might have passed the place where Baili Shangxue was and made a right turn.

That high-light tennis ball is still moving forward, uh, no... the target is not the first half where Baili Shangxue is, but, Fujiwara Muri who is waiting in the second half!

——The target is her!Many people have guessed and guessed, but they have not guessed the correct answer.When they saw the trajectory of Mingming Baoer's serve slipping to the side of Fujiwara Murari's right foot in an instant, they were stunned for a moment, their eyes widened, and confusion and surprise slowly floated in the depths of their eyes. Because none of them expected such a divine development!

"Game-Sitian Baosi, 15:0, Mingming Baoer serves."

Muri Fujiwara withdrew her hand, scratching the purple net cable with her fingernails. The eye-catching racket with full strings is so dazzling to most people, coupled with the cute and cute expression on Fujiwara Muri's face that has not changed for a hundred years, it inadvertently touched A cute spot that everyone loves.

Her tennis ball, the purple racket she is holding, actually has only two strings.Many people don't believe it when they say it, because what their eyes see is a purple racket with full lines, not a purple tennis racket with two lines.

Her tennis rackets, like those of Natsume Shenshen and the others, were all made by An Jiu and asked to take photos.Everyone's racket complements their own strengths and weaknesses. An Jiu pays attention to each person's shortcomings in the confrontation with them from time to time, and she brings it up, and then the people who get An Jiu's reminder I think about how to do it in order to maximize the use of special tennis rackets to assist my strategy of receiving and attacking the serve.

In the eyes of outsiders, their tennis rackets are no different from other people's. Even if you open your eyes wide, you still can't see anything.Except for themselves and An Jiu, it is impossible for others to see that the tennis rackets they gripped with injuries are completely different inside and out.

Fujiwara's face remained the same, and her shallow smile reflected the dazzling brilliance. After touching her purple tennis racket, she finally showed a smile similar to satisfaction, although it was very shallow, although it was very faint, although it was very inconspicuous , but when her smile changed for an instant, she... pulled away the purple thread that fastened the end of the purple tennis racket, and immediately dyed Mingming Baoer's shiny serve black.

Baili Shangxue waited leisurely for Fujiwara Muri's counterattack, she thought that Muri must have found a way to counter the trajectory of Mingming Baoer's serve hit.

After all, if her smile is not ignorant on weekdays, then it means that she is obsessed with one thing and wants to have a good time.

She couldn't be more familiar with Muli's smile.In just a few months, it is enough to see clearly a person's emotions.

Muri Fujiwara raised his hand, and the tennis racket held in his right hand suddenly drifted with a gust of wind, and then disappeared quickly.

Obviously Bao'er's serve covered in white light - the trajectory of the hit, extremely erratic rampage, regardless of direction, when it was about to deviate from the court, Fujiwara Murori raised his hand, and the next second the tennis ball was silent. Lie on the ground, as if there was a silent existence.

"Game-Qingxue, 15:15, Mingming Baoer serves."