First Minister of Prince of Tennis

"Perhaps, I heard that he and Mifune entered into Head Coach and seemed to have some friendship."

Kurobe also turned his head to look for Nanjiro. This once the world's No. 1 was so mysterious that it made people want to find out.

Nanjiro's outstanding characteristics made Kurobe Yukio quickly see him, his indifferent eyes swept away, and he did not keep his eyes on him for a long time.

Echizen Nanjiro has been out of tennis for so long, but the momentum on his body is still terrifying, making people afraid to watch.

what!

Chiba twisted the racquet in his hand and put it on the ground to turn it around.

Shoo~!

The net racquet spins fast in the sun, and under everyone's gaze, racquet points to the field.

"My serve bureau!"

The net racquet is still spinning, and Chiba has indeed confidently pulled the tennis ball out of the bag to play. As soon as the voice fell, racquet... pointed out the court.

Sure enough, as he expected, Chiba's serve game!

"023 what?!"

By playing data tennis, the data-based Yanagi Renji and Inui Sadaharu, when they saw the fall of racquet, Chiba's guess was completely correct, and there was a wave of fluctuations in his heart.

Guessed right?!

"No, he calculated it!"

Their predecessor, Mitsuya Akuto suddenly came to them and suddenly raised his head and said. He can be said to be the teacher of the two, and suddenly there was such a sentence, so that the two did not look at Chiba again.

At this time, Chiba's mouth is slightly curved, and the right to serve is under the precise calculation of the system, and it is difficult to be inaccurate.

On the other hand, the expression of Byodo-in Temple is a little confused. There is an illusion that the future will be controlled by the opponent, as if he is the actor of the script cooperating with Chiba.

The strange feeling that suddenly rose made him feel very unnatural, as if the puppet was controlled by someone, and he was stunned for a while, unable to relax.

Chiba looked at Byōdōin Hōō's dull eyes, and a trace of doubt also flashed through him.

Just a right to serve can make Byōdōin Hōō absent-minded?

"The match has started, please stand up for both players!"

Mifune entered the road and took the shochu in his hand and took a sip, the loud voice rang in the court, and at the same time awakened Byodoin Temple who was distracted.

Bang~!

Chiba had prepared a tennis ball long ago, and it bounced to the ground, and then he bounced back to the ground again, looking for the rhythm!

After a while on the field, it was quiet. Everyone held their breath for fear of missing every action Chiba waited.

And when Mifune entered the Dao, a smile flashed on his face, which had achieved the effect he wanted!

Byōdōin Hōō frowned slightly, Chiba's behavior at this time seemed to him a kind of provocation, which made him a little annoyed. In his opinion, Chiba at this time was arrogant.

"I hope you have arrogant capital, otherwise later...you will feel better!"

Arrogant?!

Hearing these two words, Chiba was instantly stunned, and brewing it by himself is also called arrogance? Then let's make a arrogant ball.

tread!

The ball in the hand is no longer thrown down to bounce the ground, and it stagnates up, lifts up the footsteps and steps forward, bending the knees slightly.

what!

The tennis ball was instantly thrown into delay (bbbj), and at the same time, Chiba was jumping high.

"Feel it... do you have any capital if you are so arrogant!"

Woolen cloth!

The tennis ball and the racquet are in contact with a crisp hit sound, full of rhythm and rhythm, and the sound and color change!

Suddenly, Byodoin's breezy face suddenly tightened. The sound of the hitting was the same as yesterday's Yiye Qingzhou.

It's exactly the same!

In its heyday, Byodo-in Temple still maintained a certain degree of vigilance for this serve, as it was said that after being bitten by a snake for ten years, it was afraid of well ropes.

"This kid, he played this kind of ball from the beginning, it seems that he is preparing for a quick fight!"

Byodoin’s face changed smoothly, but his eyes were staring at the figure that jumped up high without blinking, and his feet had already moved away from his head.

Yiye Qingzhou must go all out!

Boom!

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground came out, but Byōdōin Hōō was stunned, but he reacted quickly.

The ball disappeared!

Fallen leaves!

This ball must be hit back twice!

"You need to master the strength of the counterattack, it's best...one hit without a counterattack!"

With the experience of the last time, Byōdōin Hōō stepped forward, and the racquet in his hand was waving before the tennis ball.

what!

The tennis ball turned into a fallen leaf, passed through the racquet, and instantly appeared behind Byōdōin Hōō.

"Miles!"

When Mifune entered the road and saw the ball, he couldn't help but admire him, and pinched the tennis ball's rotation and blindness very well.

Boom!

Byodoin, who had known the direction of tennis for a long time, had already prepared himself to let the fallen leaves hit the ground and waited for the bounced tennis balls.

"15 to 0!"

How did you report the score?

Waiting for the tennis ball to bounce after the fallen leaves, Byodoin looked regretful. How could Mifune directly report the score after entering the road? The match result has not yet appeared.

Isn't the ball still on the ground about to touch the ground?

"Is this old man in Mifune drunk? Why did he report the score so hastily."

At this time, Head Coach was still holding a bottle of wine and pouring it into his mouth. After the binge drinking, it was still embarrassing.

"No, fallen leaves... won't bounce!"

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