I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

"This one is so tall!"

Court side.

With a smile on his face, Maori walked to the edge of the court with a racket in hand. He looked across at the young man who was over two meters tall in surprise, and his heart was shocked.

More wisdom moonlight.

17 is old.

Hyotei Academy High School, Head of the Tennis Club.

Five years ago, as the director of Hyokui Junior High School, he led the team all the way to the national competition and achieved a good ranking.

It was precisely because of him that a new era of Ice Emperor started.

When Atobe took over Hyokui, Hyokui was already a top team known throughout the country.

Enter high school.

The team competition turned into an individual competition, and Yuezhi broke away from the shackles of the team and entered a higher level field.

At this time, he is the player most likely to win the Kanto Competition, the real No. 1 seed.

therefore.

Yue Zhi appears.

It immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding stadium spectators.

"More wisdom!"

"More wisdom!"

"More wisdom!"

Those fans who supported Yuezhi also shouted his name.

"As expected of the Ice Emperor's top master."

Mao Li nodded secretly, not daring to enter the stadium carelessly.

"Hello."

In front of the net, Maori stretched out his hand with a smile and greeted the opponent: "I am Maori from Kanagawa Tatekai University. Please give me your advice."

"Ah."

but.

What responded to Maori was Ochi's calm and emotionless one-word phrase.

"This man is so cold!"

Mao Li sighed inwardly, but he was also quite experienced. After nodding slightly, he and his opponent guessed the positive and negative letters of the racket.

Subsequently.

After getting the right to serve, Maori turned around and retreated to the baseline. When he turned around, Yue Zhi was already ready, but his cold gaze made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"The legendary figure of the Ice Emperor?"

Mao Li grabbed the tennis ball and thought to himself: "Then let me see how powerful you are."

Bang!

Thoughts turn.

Mori dunked the tennis ball hard.

Simultaneously.

He watched intently, preparing to see how this powerful man would fight back.

"My serve has a strong topspin. The landing point is also relatively deep. If he wants to hit back, he must retreat due to his height."

"Otherwise, the degree of bending the legs will cause strong discomfort to his legs."

"That way, I'll have more room to fight back."

Thinking like this.

Maori moves slightly closer to the middle.

He did not intend to attack, but was preparing to conduct a simple test to see how the other party would respond.

Bang!

however.

As soon as his front foot moved to the middle position, the next moment, a light yellow light exploded beside him.

"Wha, what?"

Mao Li looked down in astonishment, looking at the clear white mark at his feet in disbelief: "That's so fast?!"

"0-15!"

The referee spoke.

Maoli's expression changed.

He raised his head, stared at his opponent, and his expression became serious.

He knew that he had encountered a difficult person this time. The person in front of him was far stronger than he imagined.

"However, I will not admit defeat."

With a flash of confidence in his eyes, Maori hit the tennis ball again.

Bang!

The tennis ball hits the ground.

And Mao Li also opened his eyes wide, observing each other's every move. As a great genius at Rikkai, Mori rarely participated in training.

but.

This does not mean that his experience will be worse than others.

On the contrary, insight is one of Maori's greatest gifts. He stared at his opponent, trying to see clearly how he was hitting the tennis ball.

Swish!

At this time.

Yuezhi moved.

He did take a step back, but very quickly, and at the same time, the racket in his hand also lifted. The moment the position was completed, the racket suddenly hit the tennis ball.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound.

The tennis ball flew over the blocking net in an instant, and landed in front of him under the gaze of Maori's retracted pupils.

boom!

The tennis ball hits the ground.

The pale yellow light exploded again.

But this time, Maori had prepared his sight and tried to swing the racket to intercept the ball.

boom!

just.

When the ball and racket collided, Maori's expression instantly became wonderful.

"Good weight!!!"

His face darkened.

The hand holding the racket was obviously depressed a bit. There was no other way, Maoli could only put up his left hand and use both hands to hit the return ball.

boom!

But never thought about it.

Yuezhi had already been guarding the baseline, and when faced with a counterattack, he struck out hard without hesitation.

Bang!

The tennis ball that had just hit back appeared next to Maori again. But he was not prepared at all. This time, I could only watch the tennis ball fly by.

"0-30!"

"hiss"

Seeing that Maori had no ability to fight back, he was scored two points in a row. The expressions of the players wearing Rikkai coats outside the stadium changed.

"Maoli. Can't even react?"

"Impossible, he is a genius from Rikkai University. He was the real main player in last year's national competition for junior high school students!"

"National competition? That's right, you guys, what level of competition is that? Now it's a duel between high school students."

"Yes, and when it comes to the national competition, isn't Yue Zhi an even more legendary figure?"

Everyone said something to me.

But without exception, almost no one is optimistic about gross profit. Everyone's eyes fell on Yue Zhi.

"This feeling."

As a great genius, Mouri has always attracted the attention of others. I have never been ignored like this.

What makes it even more difficult for him to accept is that others just ignore him. His opponent, the Ice Emperor's Yuezhi, didn't even look at him!

This natural humiliation made Maoli very unhappy.

He cheered up and his eyes became sharp.

Bang!

Subsequently.

Mori serves again.

This time, he took the initiative to go online, trying to use his advantages of flexibility, speed and explosive power to occupy the front of the net and block the opponent's actions.

boom!

just.

Maori, who had just ran less than three meters away, was hit by Ochi's counterattack. Looking at the rapidly bouncing tennis ball, Maoli's expression changed.