Seraph of Net King

Chapter 112

"Bang ——!"

The moment the racket hits the tennis ball, a concussive sound echoes the court.

"Whew!"

The sound of the road breaking through the air sounded, and then the tennis ball exploded like a cannonball.

It shot out like a sharp arrow from the side of the track.

“15:0！"

The referee's eyes also shrank sharply, and he announced after calming the shock in his heart.

Trace's eyes narrowed slightly, and a ray of light flashed from under his eyes.

"It's the same as that guy said, the speed of the wind and the swing of the racket, but. "

A sneer appeared on his face, "Uncle Ben won't be defeated so easily!"

"Shhhh

At this moment, everyone around couldn't help but gasp.

"What just happened?"

"What's that swing speed?"

"I've only seen the afterimage, and I've already scored?"

“....."

The eyes of the surrounding crowd almost fell out one by one, and just now, they couldn't see Sanada Koichiro's swinging motion clearly.

"The wind of Ichiro String. "

Liu Lian Er said in a deep voice: "Although I have competed with Ichiro Xian, his wind forest volcano is too strong. "

Yukimura Seiichi smiled: "So, the winner of this 037 game is Sanada." "

"Is that so?"

On the other side, in the Ice Emperor rest area.

Ryo Shishido's voice involuntarily raised its pitch.

Xiang Riyue exclaimed, "This is too fast, isn't it?"

The forbearance man said in a deep voice: "The swing of the racket to the extreme is like the wind." "

"Blazing. "

Aoi Huamura's beautiful eyes couldn't help but show a hint of worry, she looked at the god blazing in the coach's seat and said, "This game.... Is there a problem with the traces?"

"Questions?"

Hearing this, Yu Shen Chi chuckled and said, "What's the problem then?"

"Look, this guy will definitely win, and now Sanada Koichiro has just completed his moves. "

"For the trace department, only he who is in a desperate situation will evolve!"

"If you want to put the trace in a desperate situation, then it depends on the strength of Sanada Koichiro. "

Desperate Evolution?

Aoi Hanamura was stunned when she heard Mijin's words.

"Why?"

She asked subconsciously.

"It's simple. "

"In the past two years, I've pushed the trail into a desperate situation, but in his subconscious, it's normal to lose to me, so no matter how I treat him as a desperate situation, he will feel normal. "

"In the first year, the trace that was in a desperate situation did evolve, but in the second year, this subconscious appeared. "

"So for someone to break this subconscious of the traces, only another person can do it. "

"Now, this person is Sanada Koichiro. "

“30:0！"

"Bang ——!"

“40：0！"

"Game, Lihai Dai, 2:1!

In the blink of an eye, Sanada won the third set

"The winner is Lihaida!"

Sanada Koichiro's whole person has a strong momentum, and his eyes look at the traces with a deep look.

Jibu sneered: "Let's wait until when you win, do you think Uncle Ben is the only one?"

Next, it's his serve.

Bang bang bang!

Syllable!

After slapping the tennis ball on the ground a few times, the fingers grab the tennis ball, and then throw the ball high with a flick of the wrist.

"Bang ——!"

In an instant, a dull sound was made in an instant, and then the tennis ball broke the air flow like a falling meteor and exploded heavily on the side of Sanada Koichiro!

Sanada's eyes froze.

This ball speed!

Trample!

As soon as he turned his feet, Sanada Junichiro immediately chased the tennis ball and swung his racket when he was about to fly out of the bottom line!

"Bang ——!"

The heavy sound sounded again, and the tennis ball sped across the net before rushing towards the trail.

Seeing this, the footsteps of the trace moved, and the footsteps stepped out, and Ling's (bbfg) fierce gaze continued to condense.

In his eyes, Sanada's movements were slowing down.

"That's it!"

Immediately, a ray of light flashed from under his eyes, and with a wave of his arm, he struck the tennis ball towards Sanada Koichiro's empty court.

"Innocent!"

Sanada Snichiro snorted coldly, his feet moved, and his figure rushed out like a cheetah.

Swish!

The pale yellow figure is so quick in the eyes of the masses.

Trample!

The right foot is slammed into the ground, and the right hand swings the racket!

"Whew!"

The tennis ball rushed towards the trail again with a sharp wind.

However, the movement of the trace seemed to be more rapid in the eyes of others than before.

Running under his feet, he has already pursued the tennis.

"Huh. "

The smile on his face couldn't help but make everyone's hearts tremble.

"Bang ——!"

There was another strong vibration, and the tennis ball flew out of the empty court of Sanada Koichiro again.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, Yukimura Seiichi's sorrowful brows seemed to be difficult to open.

"This is...."

I saw that the figure of Sanada Koichiro ran towards the empty field on the left again.

The speed is not decreasing, but increasing.

"Bang ——!"

The tennis ball was countered again.

Trample!

The figure of the trace has run from the baseline to the front court, slamming his right foot on the ground, his body is oblique, and the racket in his arm is slamming into the tennis ball.

"Boom!"

A cannonball-like roar sounded, and the tennis ball hit the empty court on the right side of Sanada with a strong sound of breaking the air.

The referee announced, "15:0!"

"Jack of forehand, Knife!"

Liu Lian'er's eyes froze slightly.

"The speed, the power, the posture, and the timing of the jump were exactly right, and the movements were clean and clean, and there was nothing superfluous. "

"Liu, didn't you notice?"

At this time, Yukimura Seiichi spoke: "He seems to know, and he ran towards the midfield at the moment when Sanada counterattacked, and hit Jack and Knife at the same time!"

"And, his possession of the ball. "

As he spoke, he looked at the faint mark on the sideline of the court.

"How does his wrist bear such a huge distance? "

"What was he thinking?"

Yukimura Seiichi's gaze was fixed on the traces.

Off-site.

A hint of horror appeared in Fujisuke's ice-blue pupils.

"Tezuka, that's...."

Seeing this, Tezuka Kunimitsu's gaze became solemn, and he nodded and said, "It's the same as that person's play." "

This style of play is like when Mijin Chi played against him.

Also, the last time I played against Fuji Shusuke at STC Club, it was the same!

And that horrible possession. _