Chapter 384 Backlash

“Really a short ball.”

Someone looked at Shiraishi’s gaze and thought he was stupid. No one told the opponent that he was on the ball.

“wrong.”

Someone thought of something, “That Shiraishi used verbal interference. He said it was a short shot. The opponent may think it is a high ball, but his opponent is better.”

In general, opponents who encounter Shiraishi’s situation will most likely think that they are fraudulent.

Everyone looked moved, and the junior high school students smiled bitterly.

Compared with experience, they are no match for high school students.



What’s more, Tanegashima Shūji who abused his hand.

“Shiraishi, you are young.

Court, Shūji looked at Shiraishi and smiled slightly.

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi’s expression changed slightly and he was unable to refute.

He lost in experience.

Senior’s experience is much higher than his.

The second ball continues.

Shiraishi shot the ball, “Three Nine Three” glanced around Shūji, this time, it was also a very casual position.

He shook his head, serving without much thought.

boom!



The tennis ball shook and shot quickly to the corner.

tread!

Shūji stepped out to the right, hooked up the dropped tennis ball, and hit it.

Snapped!

Shiraishi surfs the net, and the racquet touches the tennis ball lightly.

The tennis ball crosses the net.

Snapped!

Shūji surfs the net and racquet touches the ball at a precise angle.

boom!

Shiraishi’s footsteps folded, his left hand succinctly hit the tennis ball, his arm was lightly stagnant, he racquet pulled the tennis ball, and a burst of light came out.

topspin ball.

what!

Shūji raised the racquet with a flap in his right hand.

boom!

He racquet envelops the tennis ball, cuts off the spin, and injects a more powerful topspin.

Boom!

The tennis ball fell to the ground, sneered and spun, and slammed into Shiraishi’s chest.

“Chasing the topspin ball”

Everyone reacted and was frightened.

This is the first time they have seen such a sharp topspin ball.

boom!

Shiraishi’s pupils shrank lightly, turned around, and swiped his left hand to withstand the ball, but the tennis ball immediately topped his racquet.

Click!

racquet landed.

“0-30!

……

boom!

“0-40!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Volley shot.

Downspin.

topspin.

Side spin.

Whatever Shiraishi gives out, Shūji gives out whatever, and is stronger.

the other side.

The match between Yukimura and Tokugawa continues.

boom!

Tokugawa waved the racquet and intercepted the tennis ball that flew over the baseline. His eyes were a little bit, and the opponent seemed to be plotting something.

Whoosh!

But he was not a person who hesitated when he was suspicious, shrugging with one arm.

La!

The tennis ball appeared next to Yukimura.

His eyes brightened a bit, and he said in his heart: “It’s time.”

His mental power has reached its best state.

what!

Yukimura waved the silver-gray racquet without changing his face. The silver wire emerged, and the silver net covered the tennis ball. His wrist was sluggish and he injected a trace of mental energy into the tennis ball.

boom!

The tennis ball swept out.

“what?”

In the distance, Irie made a nasal sound, and Tsukimitsu Ochi’s face had a subtle change. A team of players who were not weak in spirit could not detect it.

Too far.

Tokugawa, who was chasing the tennis ball, racquet steadily hit the tennis ball.

monument!

The tennis ball swishes and passes by Yukimura, but looking at the tennis ball with a slight deviation, Tokugawa winks slightly.

“Mental strength?”

He was surprised and looked at Yukimura indifferently.

“Tennis is not out?”

Yukimura’s eyes were restrained, and he quickly caught up with the palm-sized tennis ball near the baseline, and he waved backhand.

boom!

The tennis ball is calm and racquet, his arm trembles, and the rotation does not change at all. It doesn’t feel like the touch is affected at all.

Yukimura’s face was sullen, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

His five senses are greatly improved compared to the period of the national competition. After coming to u-17, his mental power is so strong that he can release it at will.

“If it doesn’t work once, then twice or three times!”

Yukimura took a deep breath and hit the ball.

boom!

boom!

boom!

But slapped, Yukimura was horrified.

Didn’t lose the five senses?

boom!

Opposite, Tokugawa dunked, and the tennis ball fell to the ground like a cannonball.

La!

Yukimura swung the pat, and the heavy touch sounded. He was surprised, let alone the five senses, even the touch that was the easiest to take away, did not lose

“Tap..”

On the opposite side, Tokugawa ran towards the tennis ball.

The original formula says that after he suffered a humiliating frustration at Byodoin Temple, if there are still some thoughts to withdraw in his heart, it may be a fatal flaw.

But in this world, his mental power has no weakness at all. In the past two years, he has played against Senior Irie several times, and he has seen too many mental attacks.

Tokugawa has long been immune to many small methods.

Whether it is strength or mental power, Tokugawa is beyond the original.

boom!

Tokugawa waved the racquet and Yukimura’s mental power to the balls was not weak. He vigilantly mobilized the power of the spirit sea and did not let them fall asleep.

In the depths of Tokugawa’s eyes, a blade-like chill congealed, as if he had made up his mind.

boom!

With a wave of his racquet, he knocked out Yukimura’s racquet.

bump!

Yukimura’s eyes trembled, and her eyes became incredible.

“game! Tokugawa Kazuya, 3-0!”

“what?”

Many people watched the match between Shūji and Shiraishi and looked sideways.

“What happened?” Oshitari Yuushi frowned. Although Yukimura was miserable before, he could hold the racquet.

“Did that high school student start to exert his strength?”

Atobe is also puzzled.

Ci Lang shook his head: “I have been watching, Tokugawa-senpai’s shots are still the same.”

“No, 3.5, Yukimura’s expression is not right.” Oshitari Yuushi’s eyes narrowed, and Yukimura’s face was shocked.

At court, Tokugawa threw the tennis ball, his shoulders lightly raised, and his left arm held the net racquet, aiming to cover.

boom!

The tennis ball spun at high speed and hit Yukimura’s feet.

He raised racquet with a gloomy expression.

Snapped!

“out, 15-0! ”

“Out?”

Rikkai and Kirihaya were moved and said, “The minister would actually hit the ball out?”

Yanagi was also puzzled: “It’s impossible. That’s the Son of God-Seiichi Yukimura.

Seigaku, Fuji opened his eyes: “This scene”

“Much like Echizen in the national competition, and Sanada before.”

Shoujiadao.

The two confronted Yukimura, who seemed to lose touch. .

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