ghost princess prince of tennis

"One round, Qingxue Jixuetong's serve." As soon as the referee finished speaking, a small yellow ball hit Yamabuki's half of the court quickly, so fast that the ball was almost invisible.

"15-0."

"Time is almost wasted by them, so I can only abide by my rules and make a quick decision." Hitomi Jixue pointed at the opponent with the racket, and made the classic move of Echizen Ryoma "Or do you want me to let Let you."

"You..." The opponent was speechless by Ji Xuetong, and could only stare at Ji Xuetong angrily. Comparing her speed with her was simply overwhelming, so let them see who is the strongest.

"Then I'd better slow down the speed of the ball." Toss the ball high, swing the racket, and hit the ball. The movement is gorgeous and fast, and a small yellow ball flies towards the opponent's court. It's just that the speed is weaker than before.

The opponent judged the direction and ran to the hitting point before the ball hit the ground, and easily hit the ball back, but his face was very bad, "Please take the game seriously." If the opponent played against her so perfunctorily, she must have Can't burn.

"Take the game seriously? Am I not serious enough?" Ji Xuetong smiled slightly, and hit the ball back several times faster than before. "Since I hope so much, I am also a considerate person..."

The opponent could only watch in a daze as the ball bounced a few times on the ground and rolled to one side. With her speed, she couldn't catch up with the ball at all. She didn't even see when the ball hit the ground. Is this person a monster?

"30-0."

Seeing the other party's surprised expression, Ji Xuetong shrugged needlessly, "Oh, look at you, if I'm a little more serious, you won't be able to catch the ball. How embarrassing is this for me." After finishing speaking, he whistled , a frivolous look.

"Okay... so fast, is that person really a middle school student?" Surprised voices came from outside the stadium, and everyone looked at Ji Xuetong in disbelief. He was such a powerful first-year student, and his strength was definitely not at the level of a junior high school student.

"As expected of Xiaoxue, there is no comparison, there is no comparison~" Takeshi Momoshiro sighed looking at Ji Xuetong's arrogant smile, the most interesting thing is not her physical strength, speed and other excellent skills, but her He didn't show his true strength, and seemed to have been echoing his opponent all the time.

"Not bad." It was rare for Echizen Ryoma not to say his catchphrase. She was the only opponent that could interest his father, and she was also one of the opponents that he wanted to beat.

Ji Xuetong didn't say much, just repeated the actions just now, throwing the ball, swinging the racket, and hitting the ball.This opponent's strength is not bad, speed and ball control are good, but she is unlucky to meet her.

"40-0."

"Hey. I'll finish you in 3 minutes." Slightly turned his head, and glanced outside the field to Echizen Ryoma who was looking at him through the wire. "Look carefully, what is the difference in strength." Yes, the difference in strength.