Tennis: People are big in Lihai, with hands in pockets

Bang!

A short hanging ball landed on the ground.

Easily deceive Yakuzu.

Successfully scored a point.

A smile appeared at the corner of Kamisato’s mouth, with a bit of mockery in Yakuzu’s eyes.

“Huh?”

Sensing that there were people around the court, Shen Li glanced slightly at the side of the court.

This sweep, my heart was a little more surprised.

Yo?!

Fudongfeng, all members of the youth school team.

There were also four people, Ryuzaki Pansy, Echizen Nanjiro, Inoue Mamoru and Shibasaori, all watching this match not far away.

“It’s quite lively, there are so many people watching.”

God is indifferent in his heart.

There were people watching next to him, and he had long been accustomed to the feeling of being noticed.

His identity in the Lihai University Affiliated Middle School has long made him immune to the attention of the people around him.

Kamisaki doesn’t care, and neither does Yakuzu.

The duo continued to play.

After a goal loss.

Yakuzu quickly adjusted his mentality.

Because the serve of the gods is here again.

Bang!

Same ball speed.

It’s not tricky.

There is also no excessive spinning.

It’s just an ordinary serve.

Apparently Kamisaki did not intend to score points with serve.

Using a broken board to play a powerful serve is not only difficult for yourself, but also for the board.

Even if Kamisato meditates, the tattered wooden board in his hand can’t support him to play a few balls.

The best way is to use the strength to fight and see the tricks.

Facing this ball, Yakuzu easily hit it back.

But he is holding a normal racket, and it must not be possible to play an ordinary return ball.

“This ball will break the tattered board in your hand!”

Yakuzu said secretly in his heart.

The force of this return ball was hit by Yakuzu with complete force, and the speed of the ball was faster than just now, not to mention, he also deliberately aimed at the hit one meter in front of Kamisato’s body.

The drop point is very obvious.

It can be said that the ball is sent directly to the front and fed in person.

The purpose is simple, that is, to let the gods catch the ball.

With this ball speed, this force, Yakuzu is confident that he can break the tattered wooden board in Kamisato’s hand.

Therefore, he is not afraid of God’s underworld, but he is afraid that God will not receive it.

“Oh? The brain spins quite fast. ”

Kamisato also saw Yakuzu’s purpose.

However, it is impossible to put the ball.

Looking at the menacing ball, he stepped back, opened a distance, turned his arm, and the tattered wooden board in his hand immediately turned into a flat shape on the side.

Meanwhile.

As soon as his fingers holding the plank loosened, the worn plank fell downwards and he grabbed it again, and his palm was held in the center of the plank.

With the help of the force of twisting the waist and abdomen, the arm swings forward, as if charging a fist.

Bang!

The side of the board, which was only one centimeter thick, hit the tennis ball with precision and flew over the net.

“That’s awesome! Kamisato-senpai! ”

“I can even think of hitting the ball with the solid side of the board, and considering the consequences, supporting the center of the board with my hands, consolidating the plank, but also being able to have better and better power points, making the shot more accurate and powerful!”

Kirihara was excited to watch from the sidelines.

Kamisu’s skill made him feel the charm of tennis.

In particular, his flowing movements make people extremely comfortable visually, as if they are watching an art.

“Hmph, so you’re ready to score? Look down on people less! ”

Yakuzu turned his head, turned his toes, made a starting position, jumped hard, and quickly flew to the tennis ball to hit it back.

But the next second.

Yakuzu’s afterlight caught a glimpse of the movements of the gods on the opposite side, and he was immediately stunned.

“What kind of posture is that…”

I saw that Kamisato had already stood in front of the net early, as if he had predicted Yakuzu’s return route.

He bowed, his steps sinking, his eyes fixed on the tennis ball, and the tattered wooden board in his hand was slung across his waist.

Swish!

His arm swung violently and he hit the ball with a backhand in a sword-pulling gesture.

Only for a moment.

Boom!

The sound of a blade coming out of its sheath seemed to sound in Yakuzu’s ears.

The tennis ball turned into a yellow beam, leaving an afterimage in mid-air that drilled through Yakuzin’s crotch.

Too fast.

Yakuzu couldn’t react at all.

Kamisaki managed to score another point.

And this scene was seen by everyone watching from the sidelines, and their faces were shocked.

……….

“Liar, huh? Am I eye-sucking? That god actually took that rotten wooden board that would break with a little force to score two points in a row? And he played amazing balls! ”

Kikumaru’s face was full of surprise, and he pointed at Kamisato and said.

“The ball just now is so fast, even if you use a racket, you may not be able to play that kind of ball speed, this god is really not simple.”

Dashi said.

“I don’t know why, I seem to have heard the sound of the sword coming out of its sheath just now.”

Sadaharu reached out and lifted the frame of his glasses.

“His movements, which look very gorgeous, have a kind of…” Buji struggled to find an adjective, “with the beauty of a knife-tip dancer.” ”

“Tezuka, what do you think?”

“Hmm.”

Tezuka clasped his hands to his chest and nodded.

“Whether it’s possession or technical level, there’s no doubt that this guy is a first-class master.”

Tezuka gave a high rating.

“Huh? Are you even more powerful than President Tezuka? ”

Takeshi Momogi’s eyes widened.

It’s rare for him to see both Fuji and Tezuka praising one person at the same time.

The two are the most unfathomable existences in Qingxue’s strength, and those who can be recognized by them will not be weak.

“Oh, who knows?”

In the face of Momojo’s question, Tezuka did not answer, but smiled and said a sharp answer.

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The other side.

Even if Tachibana Jihei, who did not move the peak, had already experienced the terrifying strength of the gods, but when he saw that he was able to play so well with a tattered wooden board, he was not inferior to the people in the youth school tennis department.

“That guy really has enough exaggeration! Actually hit that kind of ball with rotten boards! ”

Kamio Akira said in disbelief.

Ibu said: “Just being able to strike back is already amazing, the ball control is amazing. ”

Tachibana Yoshihira also nodded and continued, “The action of hitting the ball is also very fast, as if it has been rehearsed hundreds of times in your mind. ”

Same people.

Different tools.

A completely different style of play.

God’s manifestation was an eye-opener for everyone.

If you really have to use one word to describe it.

That’s it, monsters.

………….

“Mr. Nanjiro, that’s the Kamisaki I reported earlier.”

Mamoru Inoue introduced.

Now.

Echizen Nanjiro and Ryuzaki Pansy both stared at Kamisato on the court.

And Echizen Nanjiro’s gaze showed a look of surprise.

“Hmph, what an interesting afterlife.”

Echizen Nanjiro said with interest.

Seeing this, Inoue Mamoru tentatively asked, “Then Mr. Minamijiro, who do you think will be higher in the future if this Kamisaki compares to Ryoma?” ”

As soon as this question comes out.

Ryuzaki also turned his head to look at Echizen Nanjiro.

She also wanted to know the answer.

In her heart, she absolutely believes in the potential of Echizen Ryoma, who has excellent genes.

I just don’t know what Echizen Nanjiro himself thinks.

Silence for a few seconds.

Echizen Nanjiro slowly spoke: “The current Kamito is already the limit that can be reached in the middle school period of Ryoma Country. ”

“And that god is underworld… It’s not an ordinary middle school student. ”

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