Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 337
The Single3 game is the most critical, especially in the case of losing two games, this will be a battle that determines the outcome.

For both sides, the competition in the capital conference is extremely bad. If they lose in this competition, no matter which side, Qingxue or Fudofeng, will miss the national competition and will stop forever Therefore, this game can be called the battle for the destiny of the middle school.

Judging from the current situation, Fudo Peak is really dangerous!

As the orange apricot of Singles3, the responsibility on her body can be seen.Similarly, Yagyu's responsibility is not too light. This time, she can only win. This is an explanation to Qingxue Women's Net, and it is also a promise to Yingyi.

Ju Jiping looked at Ju Xing, who was slapping tennis balls on the court, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Although his face was still calm, the hand resting on his chin with crossed fingers showed that he was quite restless.

slap~
slap~
Ju Xing slaps the tennis ball with his left hand, the amber pupils reflect the yellow-green balls that go up and down, his eyelids are slightly closed, watching the shadows on the ground change from size to size, this year is the last year
hum-

The tennis ball was thrown into the sky, facing the sun, and began to spin up.

Ju Xing leaned back, watching the falling tennis ball, her pupils froze.

Fudofeng. Can't lose! ! ! ! !
Snapped--

With a loud bang, the tennis ball was covered by the net wire on the racket, and all the power gathered from all directions on the racket, burst out at the moment the sound sounded.

This ball is very strange, the speed of the ball is not very fast, but the surface of the ball is covered with a layer of translucent airflow, and this layer of airflow does not flow, it wraps the tennis ball tightly like a glass crystal, and it can even Seeing the water chestnut above, therefore, the tennis ball didn't spin even the slightest bit.

"This is..." Mirai Hanaoka's eyes widened, "It's actually been practiced!!!"

"What's going on, how did the ball behave like that? It's so strange!"

"Hey, what kind of ball is that?"

"It's a strange move, why didn't I see her use it last year?"

"Hey, what kind of trick is that?" Aihara Shoko curiously used his hands to look like binoculars, attached his eyes to the tennis ball, and smacked the lollipop twice: "It's so strange."

Goto frowned slightly, and did not speak, but turned his head to glance at Sakuraichi and Fujiwara, seeing that they were watching quietly without expressing any opinions, he withdrew his gaze.

The flying ball was reflected in the pupils, and Liu Sheng's eyes were fixed, and the traveling route of the ball was instantly reflected in the pupils.As soon as the footsteps moved, the right foot took a step back, aimed at the tennis ball, and started the racket
bang——

The sound of the heavy hammer suddenly broke out, and Liu Sheng's face changed suddenly. On the racket, the tennis ball was firmly buckled on her racket with heavy force, and the friction between the racket string and the string made a loud noise. The strength of her hands and racket kept moving backwards against her hand and racket!

this is.
Liu Sheng's pupils tightened, and he saw that the airflow wrapped on the surface of the tennis ball climbed up her arm along the racket in an instant, and then disappeared.
pat~
The airless tennis ball instantly turned into an ordinary tennis ball, falling from Yagyu's racket to the ground and rolling around.

beep—

"Game Fudo Peak, 0-15."

quiet--

Surprisingly quiet——

The wind blew through the hair, strands of blue hair fluttered, and there was a strange air current floating in the air, silent and strange.

(End of this chapter)