The King of Net’s Strongest Strategist

Atobe was silent. Although he didn't express anything, his expression was very serious. A person whispered softly at the front of the stadium.

"This move will put a lot of pressure on you, Liu."

The sweat on Lian Er's forehead can be clearly seen in his eyes. He has just fought against Emperor Hua for so long and has never seen him feel so tired. But now he just used one move, and the opponent's The situation has already become strange

"Continue, Hua Di goes to serve."

Now that he has made a decision in his heart, the missed goal will not have such a big impact on him.

""Bang"

After listening to Atobe's words, Hua Di, who was behind the court, didn't waste any time. He picked up the tennis ball in his hand and aimed at Renji at the front of the court and swung it over again.

The tennis ball fell quickly and then hit the court hard. flank

"Tap!"

Renji's footsteps quickly crossed the court and chased the ball at an astonishing speed.

"Atobe..."

During the movement, Renji just caught a glimpse. He frowned when he saw Atobe's position. The opponent happened to be stuck in the middle of the tennis ball. It was exactly the same as the fighting position just now, which suppressed Renji's response. ball route.

Isn't it possible that the other party is afraid that he will repeat his old plan?

I thought so in my heart, but I didn't choose to do so with my hands. I hit the ball accurately and didn't avoid the ball anymore. I searched for the most reasonable return route and hit the tennis ball.

Blindly defending and avoiding battle will not solve the current situation. It is better to have a head-on confrontation.

When hitting the ball flatly, there is no rotation, and all the power is added to the power and speed of the tennis ball.

The arrow from the tennis ball seemed to break through the boundaries of dimensions, and had already crossed the midfield before anyone could react.

Tennis fast...

But someone is faster!

Atobe's figure seemed to teleport, ghostly appearing on Renji's return route.

The racket was gently lifted, blocking the path of the tennis ball. A sound of hitting the ball was heard. Ajibe's arm bent slightly, but it didn't matter. Although the power of the tennis ball was not weak, it wanted to break through Ajibe. Our defense is not good enough

"Let's go back."

The racket flicked, hitting the tennis ball to Renji's other side.

"Stop looking down on people!"At this moment, Taocheng's voice came from the side. He was already ready to go. He was looked down upon several times, which really made him dissatisfied.

"Leave this ball to me."

Momojo caught up quickly. As one of Qinghao's main players, he was not a weakling. He immediately caught up with Atobe's counterattack.

"It's finally my turn to play!"

Looking at the tennis ball getting closer and closer, Taocheng's racket also stretched out and caught the tennis ball in mid-air.

"Finally it’s of some use, Taocheng."Kamio outside the court looked at Momojo who was catching up with Tennis, and couldn't help but say, the match just now was like Renji alone versus two opponents. Momojo was not only useless in the frontcourt, but also It has become a burden.

And now it seems that this guy has finally exerted his presence. The racket caught the flying tennis ball, and Taocheng felt the irresistible force.

How could it be that

Taocheng subconsciously raised his head to look. After taking a look at Atobu, he saw that the opponent's body was not very strong, but his strength was stronger than his own.

"However, I will not admit defeat!"

Lowering his center of gravity, he stabilized his arms and hit the tennis ball towards the opposite side of the court. The tennis ball, which was originally motionless, began to move towards the opponent's position under his control.

Bang, the deadlock was broken, and he took one step and successfully pushed the tennis ball towards the opponent's position. Called

"In a pure strength confrontation, I will not give up to anyone."Momoro said confidently. After saying this, Atobe's voice sounded next to his ears.

"Really, then let me have a look!"

The next second, a yellow light flashed across Taocheng's face, passing his defense without warning.

"yes...when!"

Atobe's speed was too fast. After hitting the tennis ball back, he didn't even notice that the opponent had quietly moved his position.

"Don't be in a daze, Taocheng, the game is still going on."

The tennis ball can pass the frontcourt defense, but it may not be able to break the defense line set by Renji. A person has already appeared, blocking the tennis ball with his racket.