Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 471

"It's not good," Bei Dao pursed his lips and drew his brows together, "That guy's tennis is really destructive."

"It's only about Goto." Yagyu said, feeling a little tired, leaning his body to the right against the wall, "If you win, the chances of a decisive victory will be great."

Fujiwara narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyelids were heavy, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

sand--

The sound of shoes rubbing against the ground suddenly sounded, and the ball had crossed the midfield net and was still three meters away from Goto.

The approaching ball was reflected on the transparent lens, Goto's blue-purple eyes suddenly froze, he bent down and squatted down instantly, with one leg bent and the other straight, his right hand resting on the ground, and the corner of his mouth curled up in an easy-going and elegant manner. The smile was tainted with subtle arrogance and self-confidence.

This pose
Mina Ibuki frowned. Although Goto hadn't hit the ball yet, she had already started to catch the ball.

"Hiss—" Qianshi let go of the hand supporting his chin, and stared at Goto with wide eyes, "That posture."

"It's the stunt of Hikachu Kai Yujiro-senpai," Aoi Kentaro leaned forward suddenly, "Pirate's"

hum-

Four white translucent air gradually struck, lingering on Goto's left hand to form a faint layer of air, which fluctuated like a sea wave and flowed backwards. The ball gradually glided, getting closer and closer to the ground. Getting closer, two meters, 1.5 meters, one meter, three decimeters, two decimeters.
Echizen hooked the corner of his mouth, "horn flute."

Snapped--

boom--

There was a loud bang, and the air flow scattered like water splashes. The volleyball stayed on Goto's wrist for a while under the force, and then twisted and deformed instantly.

A strong airflow followed, and the midfield net crackled and tore in the direction of the opponent, and even the spiral airflow behind the ball's tail could be seen.

"Strike!" Ibuki praised. Although he was the opponent, he still felt sincere appreciation for the opponent's strong counterattack, but
"Tch, do you really think I can't fight back?"

Sand~
Yichuan took a step out, his body sank slightly, and he instantly stabilized his lower body, with an arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, Goto frowned.

shuh~
Ibuki turned his wrist, and the racket instantly flipped backwards.

"Backhand shot!!!" Marui's eyes widened, and he forgot to blow the bubbles.

"Flash."

hum-

A cyclone suddenly spun around her hand, like a comma turning around her hand, and then moving towards the racket little by little.

His lips moved slightly, and an indifferent voice slipped out of Yibui's mouth, his pupils gradually became cold and silent, and the golden color permeated his eyes, as if they had been tempered with gilt, deep and endless, the moment the hair tip flicked, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his figure suddenly shrank One move, "Prisoner!!!"

boom--

The tennis ball flashed towards the opponent like a rabbit, and there was still a layer of air flow that was two fingers thick around it.Baishi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help exclaiming, "Ecstasy!!!"

Although the destructive power of Qi seems to be displayed on the surface, if it explodes on the racket, it will travel up the ball frame to the maximum extent, reach the arms and shoulders, and then accumulate to paralyze the muscles, causing the opponent to fall into a half-paralyzed state ,but
Baishi closed his eyelids slightly, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that this ball was not just that simple.

Goto narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his left hand, and pointed the racket obliquely at the ground. When the ball got closer, he leaned forward and slowly bowed down. His right foot took a step parallel to the ground and turned into a forward lunge. The racket with his left hand slowly Rising slowly, it slid down a blue arc in the invisible air from bottom to top.

Taocheng's pupils shrank: "RAIN kills!!!"

wow——

There was a sudden sound of air caressing, and Yibuki raised his brows. Before he could move, the tennis ball split into dozens of balls and passed through Yibuki's body in an instant. In the backcourt, when it bounced out, it became a tennis ball and shot into the destroyed wall, making a rustling sound.

beep—

"Game Qingxue, 0-15."

"This is a point?!"

Cai Qianguang blinked, as if he couldn't believe it, he turned his head and glanced at the electronic screen hanging on the highest place, only 2 minutes had passed!
Can't help but sigh, "It's too fast, a competition of this level can enter the whole country. That Goto is really strong, he should be a national-level player."

(End of this chapter)