Legendary Light of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 9 Pseudo Mach serve!

But I have to admire the strength of Seiichi Yukimura. His various hitting speed, return strength, and ball control skills are all very good. He is a rare level among middle school students. The onlookers are also admiring Yukimura’s superb tennis skills. .

“This round is over, the score is 1-0” Jing Zhiguang said lightly while looking at Seiichi Yukimura.

What? Seiichi Yukimura had a brief absence. In order to test the deficiencies in the field, he unknowingly spent the entire game and missed the serve game! This is something that has never happened before!

This makes Yukimura, who has never felt frustrated, feel angry. He wants to retaliate, and in the next game he wants to get the initiative!

“Next, you have to take a good look!” Jing Zhiguang said to Seiichi Yukimura with a light smile. “The serve below is very simple!”

Jing Zhiguang tossed the tennis ball high. The tennis toss was very high. Everyone was puzzled. Jing Zhi bends his knees slightly, kicks down with his waist, and instantly takes off. When the tennis reaches the highest point, his left hand hits with all his strength. On tennis,

boom! —Bang —Pop!

I saw the sound of a tennis ball hitting, landing, and hitting the ground quickly, and it was almost in everyone’s ears at the same time. Seiichi Yukimura opened his eyes wide, and his dilated pupils proved that he was not at peace in his heart. Shocked, incredible!

“This…this is…what serve!”

“Oh my God! This…this serve is so fast!”

“How fast is the ball?!”

“I have never seen such a fast serve!”

“…”

The crowd on the sidelines was ignited in an instant. They had never seen serve so fast, and their eyes couldn’t react at all. If it weren’t for the obvious signs of depression on the court, they couldn’t judge whether serve scored!

“This is estimated to have a speed of 215KM/H, which is almost comparable to Hyotei’s new minister Tsukimitsu Ochi’s Mach serve!” At this time, the coach said, here only he can judge how fast the tennis is. Soon,

And he couldn’t help comparing this ball with the fastest serve he has ever seen for junior high school students, and found that compared to the Mach serve, which is known as a professional player who can’t hit back, the speed of this ball is not much faster!

In fact, Jing Zhiguang used Mach serve to train, but his height is not enough. He is only 155cm now. When his body develops rapidly, he can really learn this Mach serve! The current serve speed is not fast enough. It is the fastest serving Otori Cyotaroh in the original three years later. The speed of serving Otori Cyotaroh is about the same, and it is slightly faster than the waterfall of Inui Sadaharu, serving 212km/h!

But Seiichi Yukimura is worthy of being the son of God in the future. He quickly stabilized his emotions, and his eyes flashed sharp edges. He never believed that anyone could keep serving so fast!

“It’s really you! Yukimura~” Seeing Yukimura quickly recovered his state, he couldn’t help but praise him. From this, you can see Yukimura’s strong spiritual power and firm will and faith!

“However, you have to be optimistic about it next!”

The right hand quickly tossed the tennis ball, the legs jumped up and quickly hit, the equally simple but difficult serve strikes again.

Boom——The tennis ball disappeared from people’s eyes with a loud noise. Seiichi Yukimura opened her eyes wide, constricted her pupils and carefully watched the trajectory of the tennis ball, just as she tried to find her.

With a bang, the tennis ball has flown past and hit the barbed wire fence in the distance, and the barbed wire violently rubbed against the barbed wire, and finally it was tightly mounted on it, and there was a white smoke!

“I will definitely hit back with the next ball!” Seiichi Yukimura blinked sour eyes and said to Jing Zhiguang firmly.

People on the sidelines don’t know why Yukimura is so sure, but given his championship strength, he still expects him to fight back with such a super serve!

Jing Zhiguang listened indifferently, took out the tennis ball silently, and sent out serve as always. At the moment the tennis ball flew out, Seiichi Yukimura clenched her teeth, concentrated, stared vigorously, and blood flowed quickly.

Finally, with his desperate efforts, he saw the vague trajectory of tennis.

“I saw it!”

Moving his legs quickly, the figure quickly ran towards the tennis ball, because the tennis ball was not far from him, Yukimura just arrived in a hurry.

“Get me back! Ah–”

Boom-boom boom, pop!

The sound of the tennis ball landing and the falling of the racquet sounded at the same time. The moment Seiichi Yukimura received the ball, he felt a strange force on his arm and was knocked into the air under a sharp pain! (After all, Yukimura’s strength and physical strength are weaknesses)

“hateful……”

Seiichi Yukimura’s face was pale, his hands clenched subconsciously, how could he be knocked into the air again racquet,

This is already the second time. He felt a little bit of weakness, how can he hit the ball even if he can’t even hit the ball back? !

“Yukimura, what are you doing!”

Sanada Genichiro rushed to the court and yelled at Yukimura on the court.

“Look at what you look like now, then give up?! Is this the strength you deserve?!”

Seiichi Yukimura couldn’t help looking at Genichiro, and Sanada’s words hit his heart like a drum in the morning and evening.

Yes, who is he? He is the champion of this match. He has never failed again. As long as he can play his tennis style in the next round, everything will be settled!

“I, Seiichi Yukimura, there is absolutely no dead end! Let go!”

Seeing Yukimura rekindling his confidence, he couldn’t help being sincerely happy for his friends! Come on, Yukimura!

Everyone was moved by the state of the Son of God and couldn’t help shouting “Come on, Yukimura!”

“Seiichi Yukimura, you are the best!”

Seeing such an inspirational and sensational scene, the corners of the protagonist Jing Zhiguang’s mouth twitched slightly, expressing helplessness!

“How come you became a big villain unknowingly?! I am the protagonist, OK!” He muttered in his heart, but it didn’t matter. He also admired Yukimura’s mental mediation ability. Not every player has such resilience. of.

“Next, give me a little surprise.” Jing Zhiguang couldn’t help smirking when thinking of a game in his mind.

40-0!

Next is Jing Zhiguang’s fourth serve. Without hesitation,

I saw Jing Zhiguang flicking the tennis ball with his right hand to let the tennis ball fall freely. When it fell to a certain distance, racquet quickly hit it and rotated it slightly.

The tennis ball shoots at Yukimura quickly. How do you say it? The speed and power of this ball are not outstanding, or even not good enough. It’s like a casual hit, and the serve method is the most common starter serve. It looks like every other way. I’m releasing water!

Of course Seiichi Yukimura wanted to get it crooked. He shouted angrily to Jing Zhiguang, “Are you humiliating me?” “I will make you pay!”

The furious Yukimura reacted quickly, clasping his hands together and squeezing the racquet, the veins were looming, the strength of the whole body seemed to be condensed, and he wanted to fight back the tennis fiercely. He wanted to let people know that he-Seiichi Yukimura, dignified Not to be trampled on! ! *