Net King: God-level Talent

"Damn! Ryota, this guy was shattered!" Muto frowned and scolded secretly.

On the court, Ryota Oki's eyes were full of horror, and he wanted to turn around and pick up the racket in a cold sweat, but he found that the racket had broken, and his heart couldn't help but tremble again.

Do you want to abstain?

For a moment, Ryota Oki was entangled in his heart.

"Ryota, use my racket! Let him see the level of you, the elite of high school students. Muto casually threw his racket over.

Oki quickly caught the racket with both hands and took a deep breath.

"game! Kaede Kurokawa!The score is 1:0!".

"Don't be too arrogant!" he said fiercely, pretending to be calm in his heart.

"Huh?" Feng Xiu asked puzzledly, "Do you see that I won a game against you, did I mock you?" If you win a game, maybe you will drag out the eight things of the green-haired king." "

As soon as Feng Xiu's words fell, a burst of laughter came from outside the court.

The members of Lihai High School, Ice Emperor, and Four Heavenly Treasure Temple laughed one after another.

Feng Xiu's words are obviously mocking....

They can see that Ryota Oki is really a little jealous of Kaede-so.

"This bastard, I'm going to beat him to death!" Ryota Oki didn't dare to say anything to mock, and thought fiercely in his heart.

At the same time, the tennis ball was thrown, and he jumped to his feet, his feet off the ground, and the racket of his right arm was quickly snapped.

Bang!

The tennis ball spins at high speed, spinning in the air at high speed.

The next second!

Whoosh!

Looking at the tennis ball that swept at great speed, Feng Xiu remained motionless, first observing.

The profound eyesight made Feng Xiu's eyes shine, and the direction and trajectory of the tennis ball immediately appeared in his field of vision.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately turned into a trace of essence, like a shark hunting in the deep sea, and his steps moved slightly to the left.

Before the tennis ball landed, the racket in Fengxiu's hand was already waving.

Bang!

Feng Xiu finished moving, and a huge force whipped the tennis ball away.

The angle, power, and speed are all national-level.

It can be said that at present, Fengxiu's speed and strength have reached the national level of middle school students, and only technology and physical strength are left, which has not yet been reached!

“15:0！"

"How is that possible?".

"How could it be?" a grim smile appeared on the corner of Kaede's mouth.

"Don't be complacent!".

"To be arrogant, you must have arrogant capital! Otherwise, it will become a joke in the eyes of others!"

It's like a phoenix in Byodoin, although it plays overlord tennis and is also very arrogant, but it can gain the respect and recognition of others, and strength is everything!

According to Kaede, the strength of Ryota Oki, a green-haired ghost, is at most second-rate in Kanto, and even Nakamura, who fought against him before, is not as good.

Hearing this, Da Mu Liang was speechless with anger, threw the ball, and waved the racket!

Bang!

"It appeared, the special move of Oki senior, the storm serve!".

Whoosh....

The tennis ball swept through the air, and the speed was so fast that it came to the position of the baseline in the blink of an eye.

"Trick?".

Kaede Show disdain!

As soon as he stared, the serve, which had disappeared in the air, appeared in his pupil vision.

His swift movements, a sideways jump, and a nimble spin instantly frightened the audience.

"I'll go!!! This guy is so flexible. "

The aristocratic young man couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, his eyes widened, and even he couldn't help but be startled.

How can a fat man be flexible like this?

"What a flexible body, not at all like a fat person!".

"Haven't you heard of the nimble fat man?" said Shinobu lightly.

Shiraishi was shocked in his heart, "Fengxiu's body is more flexible!".

They don't know that Kaede Shu can now do a smart backflip...

Boom!

“30:0！"

Ryota Oki gasped slightly.

The pressure on Kaede Xiu is too great!

"Daki-senpai's trick was cracked?".

"The tennis ball of this ball spins so fast that it seems to merge with the wind, and the average human eye cannot observe it at all. "

“...."

Jibu couldn't help but sneer, "This trick is also called harmony with the wind." "

Even when he is off the court, he can see the rotation trajectory and arc of the tennis ball, this kind of ball skill is actually a trick, and he is proud of it.

"Again!".

Feng Xiu snorted lightly, full of momentum.

Looking at the majestic, like the forest titan of Kaede, Ryota Oki couldn't help but panic in his heart, he pressed his teeth and went to the next ball!

This time, the two-handed serve was extremely powerful.

Bang!

With a clear sound, the tennis ball flew out again.

"It's faster than ever!".

Ren Zuqian also chuckled: "It's useless, Feng Xiu's eyesight is no longer under the white stone." "

Bai Shi was a little helpless, how could it seem that Feng Xiu's light covered him as a minister, but he didn't care at all, and said softly: "Feng Xiu's strength is getting stronger and stronger!".

In the next national competition, he is more sure!

Bang!

“40:0!"

....

Bang!

"Game, Kaede Kurokawa, score 2:0!".

"Huh... Hah!" Ryo Oki gasped violently.

Kaede-so's tennis is too domineering!

"It's so embarrassing, this bastard still opened his mouth to challenge that Kurokawa Kaede show first..."

Muto covered his forehead, he couldn't bear to look at the court, he really regretted it in his heart, how could he impulsively lend the racket to Oki.

"Again!".

A sonorous and powerful return made Ryota Oki's heart tremble.

"Fengxiu's tennis ball is as imposing as a rainbow, very domineering!" Ito sighed.

Only this kind of tennis, on the world stage, can not hurt yourself and make your opponent tremble!

The green-haired turtle Damu was already trembling.

Boom!

"Extreme force, one block!".

Under the domineering swing of Feng Xiu, the tennis ball rubbed violently in the air, making a strong popping sound, and a trace of visible black air flow also flowed out under the rotation of the tennis ball.

"This ball is so powerful!".

The pupils of the trace department shrank, and the right hand quietly clenched into a fist.

This ball, he is not sure that he can hit it back.