Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 392 The Scary Qingxue Female Net
Snapped--

The sound of hitting the ball sounded, and with the blood droplets splattering in the invisible air, the dry air was filled with the smell of blood like rust.

hum-

The speed of the ball's flight is not very fast, but the sound of the swirling airflow is particularly loud.

left! ! !

Hayama | Nami's hand holding the racket suddenly tightened, her eyes reflected the tennis route, and her brain continued to send instructions to her body.

hateful
Still can't move.
"Tch~" On the other side, Sang Yu Mai's mouth curled up strangely, "Left, topspin."

Ye Shan's pupils shrank.

There was a rattling sound, but his footsteps reversed, and the man quickly ran to the left, holding the racket with his left hand from bottom to top and hitting the ball back with a snap.

--left!Topspin! ! !
Sand~
Sang Yu slid to the front of the tennis ball, with a cold look in his eyes, mixed with sapphire blue eyes, indescribably coquettish and treacherous, "District 1, cut the ball."

身体
Be, controlled.
Ha Shan|Nami stared wide-eyed, seeing the midfielder getting closer and closer to her, a burst of panic filled her heart instantly.

blah blah~
The sound of his footsteps rang in his ears, Ye Shan couldn't do anything, and he couldn't control his body movements. He watched his hands hit the ball back according to the way the other party said, and watched his body move. , as if I had nothing but my eyes.

Panic spread infinitely in my heart.
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"KUSO, what are you kidding?!" Xiang Ri's eyes widened, "What did Sang Yu say, but Ye Shan from Jiu Yushan actually did something, how did she do it?"

"Eh? Atobe, how did she do it?" Cirou clasped the isolation net with both hands, and it was rare that he didn't sleep, but his eyes were squinted, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

Hearing this, Atobe closed his eyelids, and said in his arrogant and gorgeous tone: "Two points, the rotation of the ball, and the bearing point of the muscles."

"It's gone???" Xiang Ri blinked, knowing Atobe's character, he naturally knew that he would not say anything, and did not place any hope, but turned his head and continued to look at the people in the field.

"Medium and long-term, smash!"

Snapped--

bang——

beep—

"Game Qingxue, 4-3, switch sides."

"KUSO! What's going on?!!!" Looking at Hayama Nami who was ordered by Sang Yu to run around the stadium, Ikeda Huilizi gritted her teeth, "What are you doing!"

Yoshimi Hanzaki narrowed her eyes slightly, "I was completely restrained."

"Puppet manipulator...?" Inoue frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on Sang Yu. Unexpectedly, she completely ignored the danger of her arm being disabled but insisted on playing her own tennis. She couldn't see it on her face either, but what she could see was the overwhelming confidence and strength of Ling Ran, which was the look only when she enjoyed the game.

What an incredible guy.

A ray of disbelief flashed across his eyes, and Inoue gently closed his eyelids. Even if he lost his arm, do he still want to protect his dream?What a mess.

It's six.
Shashasha~
The sound of the pen nib wandering on the notebook rustled, and Liu's eyes swept over Yingyi and the others one by one, and finally fell on Sang Yu, his eyelashes trembling slightly, there are already six nicknames for the main election of Qingxue Women's Network. one.

Rina Aihara - Magician on the sidelines.

Mieko Arai - golden left wrist.

Risa Goto - schemer on the court.

Mai Kuwaha - Puppet Manipulator.

Yumiko Yagyu - Son of Light.

Kitajima Yuki - The Iron Giant.

At present, there are six known people, and the degree of matching between each person and the nickname is 97.45%. Of course, except for Yagyu, she still doesn’t know the principle of tennis. She played very hard with Juxing before, and 91.22% is Because there is still a gravity buckle on the hand.

In this way, Qingxue's women's net
Well, what a group of scary girls.

(End of this chapter)