The Legendary Creator Of Net King

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"15:0!"

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"30:0!"

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"40:0!"

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"Game, Ye Xin, 4:0!"

In the fourth game, Ye Xin's serve game, he used the sword-drawing technique mercilessly, like a sharp weapon, destroying Aoi Hwamura's mentality one ball at a time. Ye Xin just wanted to show her that she The best works are now so rubbish, with sword-drawing skills and ball speeds of up to 200km/h. Basically, as soon as the referee reports the score, Ye Xin has already slapped the tennis ball out. It is impossible to rely on Reiji Kamishiro's sensitive reaction speed. No. Without the slightest suspense, the game was over in thirty seconds.

"too fast!"

"It's so fast!" Yanagi Renji's black eyes were kept open when Ye Xin was playing, as if he wanted to see Ye Xin's swing, "But he couldn't see it at all.

"It's really fast. It doesn't give the opponent a chance to breathe at all. If it's a national-level player who can fight back, but when the referee just changed the score, the second ball was hit at a very fast speed..." It was close. 70% invincible serve!”

Genichiro Sanada looked at the indifferent Ye Xin, his eyes showing some admiration. He had a calm mind, analyzed the opponent calmly, and would not be impulsive or panicked. He was indeed the most suitable person to be the Big Three in Yukimura's absence.

Kamijo Reiji looked at Ye Xin at this time, vaguely spitting out a few angry flames. His Mirage was only able to hit 197 after being trained by Hanamura Aoi. In front of her most respected coach, she could not score a single point. He didn't get it, and when he glanced sideways at Hua Cun Aoi's disappointed expression, he felt a little furious.

Moreover, when Ye Xin faced the Mirage attack, there was no trace of panic on his face. He felt that Ye Xin's expression was very unhappy, and Kirihara Akaya, the older Rikkai, had been looking down on him with disdainful words from the outside. He was deeply moved. He took a breath and considered whether to use that move.

After four rounds of victory, the goddess of victory was already standing behind Ye Xin, because no matter what tricks he used, Ye Xin's serve round could easily win two rounds.

"Hwamura Aoi's best work, can't get even one point? Moreover, the work is just a tragedy." Ye Xin sarcastically said, because Shen Cheng looked at him at this time and he was very unhappy. After saying that, he He turned to look at Aoi Hanamura who was sitting there.

Huacun Aoi was sitting there a little decadently at this time. Seeing Ye Xin's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, is it true that high-tech training methods are not enough?

At this moment, what she had always believed in was a little shaken, because the excellent work had been defeated.

"I'm sorry, coach, he denied your training method..." Reiji Kamijo's face was slightly ferocious, his eyes touched the flames of anger and he stared at Ye Xin coldly, how dare he deny the training method of his most respected and favorite coach. , he felt very angry when his work was denied.

Kamijo Reiji looked at Ye Xin with his arms crossed, and the muscles in his arms made a squeaking sound.

"What is he doing?"

"Why did you make that gesture?"

The audience began to wonder, why did Yao cross his arms?

"No, don't use that move!" Hua Cunkui stood up and shouted.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

After Kamijo Reiji threw the ball, his eyes were fixed on the tennis ball in the air. The moment it landed, the muscles of his right arm began to continuously agitate and hit the tennis ball towards the landing net.

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The tennis ball flew out extremely fiercely, continuously accelerating in the air, and the terrifying force penetrated the air.

"Ye Xin, be careful..." Kirihara Akaya often plays violent tennis. How could she not see that this angle is preparing to hurt Ye Xin?

Everyone at Rikkai stared at Ye Xin, and everyone's brows were furrowed. As Rikkai's masters, they could also feel that this ball had a dangerous aura.

"Tearing Power Strike!"

boom!

After the tennis ball landed on the ground, it bounced up sharply, even more sharply than the external spin. Ye Xin smelled an extremely dangerous aura. Sure enough, the tennis ball immediately brought an extremely sharp wind towards Ye Ting's side. It hit my face.

Ye Xin dodged the killing ball by spinning around with his left foot.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball bounced against the iron net behind with a loud bang.

"Mom, get out of there quickly..."

Ye's mother heard her son's voice and hurriedly moved a few steps to the left.

The tennis ball brought a huge impact, causing the tennis ball to make a continuous whirring sound on the iron net. It instantly gave off a burning (addh) smell, which frightened the spectators in front of the net and backed away one after another.

Although he knew that the iron net was very strong and the force of a tennis ball could not break through it, Ye Xin was still very nervous about his mother. When he saw his mother standing aside without being frightened, with a natural look on her face and cheering for him, he felt relieved, and he finally My dear, it is not okay to be frightened at all.

He gripped Racquet's right hand and quietly increased his strength. Jumping flames flashed in his black eyes, and his whole aura became a little unstable. He instantly entered the limit of berserk, and a violent aura erupted from it. There was a bit of ferocity emanating from his surroundings, and his bright eyes were a bit more ferocious.

In the original work, Ryoma was beaten several times by Reiji Kamijo, so you can imagine how powerful the tearing power attack is.

"Ye..." Kirihaya was shocked when she saw Ye Xin's eyes. She had never seen Ye Xin so angry before. two

"Hey, are you angry?

Ye Xin stood directly in front of the net a few steps away and opened his eyes. No matter how fast the opponent's ball was, he could hit back perfectly, but the load on his right arm was just a little greater.

Hanamura Aoi had become quite calm at this time, and there was nothing she could do if Kamishiro didn't listen to her.

boom!

Whoosh!

Ye Xin held the ball with both arms and stood in a lunge. When he entered the rampage, his muscle strength reached its peak. Looking at the flying tennis ball, he put his feet on the ground, stabilized his center of gravity, took a step back, and hit it with all his strength!

boom!

Standing in front of the net and fighting back, although the force load endured is a bit greater, God City also has to bear such force.

boom!

The tennis ball bounced onto Kamishiro's racquet and the racquet flew straight away.

"15:15!"

"Beautiful!" Kirihara Akaya waved her fist

"Nice job!" Marui Bunta couldn't help shouting.

"How could it be..." Huacun Aoi sat on the chair exhausted, looking at the court with blank eyes. She thought that Shen Cheng's move would reverse the score, but Ye Xin hit back. .

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"30:15!"

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"40:15!"

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"Game, Ye Xin, score 5:0!"

Snapped!

Snapped!

Looking at Shen Cheng who was still very calm and refused to admit defeat, with his hands folded on his chest, Ye Xin patted the ball while looking at Shen Cheng coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes, "You almost scared my mother, I need a beating. The guy…………

Throw the ball, jump up, and suddenly exert force on your right arm!

boom!

"External rotation serve!"

Tsk tsk tsk!

Entering the extreme runaway, the speed of this external spin server almost reached 220--230km/h, and the power became very terrifying. The tennis ball bounced on the ground and bounced up instantly, with an extremely dangerous meaning, and bounced straight on. On the forehead of Shen Cheng.

boom!.