Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 470 Ibuki, the beginning of hostility

As soon as these words came out, the corners of the eyes of both Tezuka and Atobe, who was known for his gorgeousness and pride, couldn't help but twitched.

"Out!!!!"

boom--

At this time, Goto's figure had already walked out of the salon, and the cheers suddenly burst out.

Stepping forward, ignoring these enthusiastic cheers, Goto walked quietly on the edge of the court, the sun poured down and fell on her body, but was reflected by the transparent lens, forming a faint golden streamer on the lens , drowning the hidden eyes.

Yagyu's thoughts, she also knows, lie in the vacant window period next to Yingyi, which is the closest position to Yingyi, and everyone wants to climb to that position, even her, so...
呲~
Goto's hand holding the racket suddenly exerted force, thus making a slight noise, looking at the domineering man opposite, his thin lips slightly pursed, Yagyu, do you think you can beat me?In this match, I will let you take a good look at it, among us, who is qualified to compete with Fujiwara.

wow——

The wind suddenly hit, lifting the hair tips of the three on the court and flying quietly, and the phantoms on the ground also swayed into tiny thin lines.

"Tch," looking at Goto's calm expression, the corners of Yibuki's mouth curled up coldly, and with a flick of his right hand, he carried the racket to his shoulder, causing his fluffy short green curly hair to tremble slightly.
"I said, shouldn't you also say some messy and sensational things? I don't have that much time for you to say."

The haughty tone, even the smile on the brows and eyes carried an arrogant arrogance.

Goto was stunned for a moment, then gently pushed his glasses, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and opened a graceful and easy-going arc, "If I was in front of someone else, maybe I would say it. But to you, I can't say it .”

Yibu raised his eyebrows, and his expression became sharper in an instant, "What do you mean! You look down on me?!"

"Well, I'm really sorry," Goto said lightly, but the eyes under the lens were fixed in vain, "I didn't take you seriously!"

"you"

beep—

The whistle interrupted Mina Ibuki's words, and the referee held up his right hand: "Singles 2 is now starting. In the first game, Ibuki Ibuki will serve."

"Tch, it's started." Ibuki reached out and took out a tennis ball from his purse, and turned to look at Goto on the other side, his panicked eyes gradually narrowed, showing cold-bloodedness.

call out--

The tennis ball was thrown into the sky.The wind gradually raised her fluffy green hair.

Goto's pupils shrank, his right foot stepped out, and his lower body sank slightly.

The strength of holding the racket in the hand has increased a little. That guy, is he trying to hit the ball hard from the beginning?
Thinking about it, his eyes turned cold, and his smile was mixed with a little bit of coolness, which was interesting.

Snapped--

The tennis ball flew out quickly, but strangely, the ball was flat and there was no wind! ! !
Hit the ball hard! ! !
Looking at the ball, Liu Sheng couldn't help frowning roughly.Unlike ordinary or intermediate serves, all the power will be compressed into a small point and concentrated in the hollow center of the tennis ball in the explosion of the hard hit.

Due to the uneven force, the tennis ball will sprint in a flat and twisted state, and it will not bring any surge of air flow, that is, wind.

So on the surface it looks like it's just deformed, but in fact, the destructive power of the ball is concentrated in the center of the ball.

Once it erupts.
(End of this chapter)