The Strongest Strategist in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 250 Three days!

Three days passed in a flash.

A teenager in the training room easily played back several tennis balls flying around. A crisp sound rang in the training room, and the second wave of offensive hit the teenager again.

“call!”

Swipe!

Racquet waved, as if an impermeable wall was formed in the air, and the tennis ball was directly bounced off after touching this wall.

“Nine balls, I’m totally used to it!”

The young man opened his eyes, there were still a few bruises on his face. For three days, he was training like hell, even if the willpower was as strong as him, he almost couldn’t support it several times.

But the effect is gradually coming out. Every training has a chance to break through the limits of willpower and body. Fortunately, the recovery measures and medical measures here are top-notch. Otherwise, 717 is whether he can stand up now or not. matter.

“Now, coach, give me ten balls!”

Renji opened his eyes, and then shouted.

After hearing Renji’s words on the screen, Coach Best’s action also paused, ten balls.

Ten balls, in the tennis world, the gap between ten balls and nine balls is as big as the difference in realm.

And under the intensive offensive similar to the training room, although it is only a difference of the ball, the more difficult it is the later.

hesitate!

Best known as a lunatic coach, hesitated at this moment. He is crazy, but it is not irrational, otherwise he will not be left here intentionally.

Extreme training is the best training method he seeks most, but the plan he made (cfdf) has never exceeded the player’s limit once.

Nine balls in three days!

It is the final result he estimated for this boy, but now

“Coach, this is not like you!”

Under surveillance, the boy spoke again. Coach Best, who heard the voice of the opponent, nodded, and adjusted the number of serve to ten.

Bang bang!

The sky full of serve hit again, and Renji instantly felt the danger passing from around him.

“Still within my control!”

As soon as the voice fell, the court used an afterimage in the air, and the flying tennis ball was hit one after another during the flight.

Pop!

The sound of several consecutive hits rang out in the air.

“Block, block it!”

Best showed a look of surprise, his tone a little uncertain.

Next, Renji flicked his wrist, turned his body slightly, and picked up ten tennis balls during the flight.

“Coach, adjust to eleven!” Renji said in a tone of unbearable rejection, with sweat on his face, and the time to speak once again repelled a wave of offensive.

“Too nonsense!”

Best did not follow Renji’s orders this time, but yelled angrily.

Listening to the sound coming from his ears, Renji said in a somewhat mocking tone, “Huh? This is not like the Coach Best I know!”

“Humph!”

Best’s eyes were a little struggling, he shook his face, and said displeasedly, “The young people nowadays are really arrogant, but I like the old man!”

With the next press of the hand, the number of tennis balls returned to the ball was adjusted to eleven.

boom

Renji’s eyes didn’t dare to look strange. The ten-ball return from Gang Gang made him a little overwhelmed. The position of serve was flying from all directions, and any slight negligence could easily cause Turnover.

Bang bang

Renji racquet squeezed his grip tightly, the slight sweat dampened his grip, daring not to be distracted, racquet shook it out, hitting the nine balls in the flight in an instant, and then aimed at the tenth ball not far away, too. Hit in one hit.

brush

The deadliest eleventh ball flew toward Renji’s face, like a poisonous snake that had been lurking for a long time.

“Oops!”

Coach Best and his assistant frowned at the same time, trying to block the ball is a bit difficult!

“Everything is as expected!”

Renji’s lips lifted slightly, then racquet turned, his arm instantly stopped racquet’s direction, and the tennis ball was shot back one step in advance.

Snapped!

The eleventh ball was blocked!

“This kid”

While they were under surveillance, when the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, Renji’s voice came again.

“twelve!’

“Adjust serve to twelve for me!”

“boom!”

There are more and more serve in the training room. In less than three minutes, it has become a stringer’s 13-ball return.

limit!

Being crossed more than once.

“I feel it, that realm!” Renji shook his hand with racquet, stepped into hell, and then walked out of hell, he could feel a higher realm!.