broken.

30:0

Yamato turned around and looked at the black mark on the ground behind him, and couldn't help but slap his lips.

In the battle between Lin Feng and Irie that day, they both just watched, and now they have experienced it firsthand, it feels completely different.

The opponent is at the top regardless of speed, strength and skill, and he can't pick the slightest loophole. It is simply seamless.

taste.

Yamato tossed the tennis ball lightly and hit the ball again.

Bang bang bang.

Above the court, the two figures shuttled continuously in it, and the crisp sound of hitting the ball was audible.

Matsudaira Chikahiko and the other No. 3 court players frowned when they looked at Yamato who was sweating in the center of the court.

How do they feel that Yamato today is a little different from usual? It's not clear how they feel.

When the game lasted six minutes, the score had already been pulled from the original 30:0 to 3:0.

Lin Feng led by a big score.

And this is just the result of Lin Feng's failure to exert all his strength. If he does his full strength, it will take even less time.

Looking at Yamato who was constantly panting on the opposite side, a curve of Lin Feng's mouth appeared.

He almost knows the purpose of Yamato's match with him. This man is 973 and wants to see his limits through the match with him.

"I didn't expect your strength to be so strong, but I won't give up so easily. Next, I will use my trick, Lin Feng, be careful."

Yamato said with a smile at Lin Feng.

"Yamato's trick?"

Hearing what Yamato said, Lin Feng's mouth was an example.

Knowing the original work, he naturally knows what Yamato's trick is.

Fantasy and dreams, according to the opponent's breathing and the ball path, change the strokes of the shot in an instant.

It is a very clever style of play.

In the original work, Tezuka Kunimitsu, the minister of Seigaku, was tortured by Yamato's trick, and his power was also not underestimated.

Of course, this is also Yamato's only trump card.

broken.

Lin Feng lifted his racket and swung it on the tennis ball and began to serve.

Since Yamato's goal in this game is to see where his limits are, how could Lin Feng not satisfy his wish.

Therefore, Lin Feng did not strengthen much in this ball, only strengthened a little on the basis of just now.

The ball speed is at 235km/h.

Yamato quickly rushed to the ball's landing point. The moment he hit (cgeg) the ball, his eyes fell on Lin Feng. After an instant insight into Lin Feng's next move, he just hit the tennis ball. go out.

monument.

The tennis ball accurately hit the baseline in Lin Feng's court. At this time, Lin Feng had already rushed to the side of the tennis ball and hit the tennis ball with his racket.

However, the ball was not hit back by Lin Feng. On the contrary, the tennis ball passed directly through the racquet.

"It's a phantom.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed.

The other No. 3 court players standing around saw Lin Feng chasing the Phantom Ball, and their expressions were immediately happy.

"It seems that Yamato won the ball.

Matsudaira Chikahiko couldn't help saying.

broken.

However, just after his words fell, a powerful stepping on the ground suddenly resounded from the center of the court.

On the court, Lin Feng, who was still chasing the Phantom Ball, suddenly turned and rushed towards the left. The amazing speed made everyone's face suddenly stiff.

"My God, this is speed, it's a bunker."

Matsudaira's eyes widened with a cluster of slanted bangs, and his eyes were full of unbelievable.

Is this the speed that humans can have?

The other players on the No. 3 court also have an expression of seeing a ghost, which is faster than in the Irie match.

With a span of six meters, Lin Feng passed it in just one second.

monument.

With the sound of a crisp hit, the tennis ball was successfully hit back by Lin Feng. The landing position was also quite tricky. Yamato left the baseline of the empty area.

"15:0."

Matsudaira Chikahiko announced the score with a horrified expression, but his mind was replaying the speed that Lin Feng had just exploded at that moment.

Really terrible.

Yamato was obviously taken aback by Lin Feng's speed just now, but after a while, this shock turned into a smile again.

"What a terrible guy, he cracked my fantasy in an instant.

Yamato smiled and shook his head.

I thought that by relying on the trick of fantasy and dream, I should be able to recover a little disadvantage, but I didn't expect Lin Feng to crack it so easily.

The other party didn't rely on any skills, it was completely dependent on his own speed.

Huan You Meng is now his only trump card, and even this trick is no use. Lin Feng, Yamato knows that he has no chance of winning.

Ten minutes later, the game ended.

Lin Feng won.

6:0.

"It seems that you, Lin Feng, are as good as ever. I am convinced that I lost this game.

After losing the game, Yamato was not upset and discouraged.

In fact, at the beginning of the game, Yamato knew that he would lose. After all, even the strongest player Irie on the original No. 3 court was not Lin Feng's opponent. How could he have won Lin Feng.

"Senior Yamato, you are also very good. If I were to slow down, I might not be able to catch up with the ball."

Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Ah... even if it's like what you said, I still lose, my skills are not as good as humans."

When he said this, Yamato always had a smile on his face, but Lin Feng caught a trace of loss in his eyes.

At this time, the other ten team members came over here, Matsudaira Chikahiko patted Yamato on the shoulder, and then turned to Lin Feng and said.

"By the way, Lin Feng tells you something. I just got news from the black side. We will have a shuffle game with court number five tomorrow."

"With court number five?

"Yes, we just learned about this, so tomorrow's shuffle game depends on you." Matsudaira Chikahiko said with a smile.

"Even if you don't rely on me, you can win this shuffle battle. After all, the overall strength of court No. 3 is much stronger than court No. 5."

The strength of the No. 3 court is stronger than that of the No. 5 court, and it is well known.

"The team game can be won, but court No. 5 has an opponent that we can't win anyway. I don't think I need to say that you should know who it is."

"Oni Jujiro.

Lin Feng said lightly.

Matsudaira Chikahiko nodded: "Yes, ghosts are very strong. Even if you look at the U17 training camp, they are top-notch existences. They are enough to rank in the top five. Like Irie, he was placed on court No. 5 just to improve each court. His strength, so in this game against ghosts, I want to send you out. After all, no one on our side can compete with him except you.

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