Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 711
Yukimura lightly closed his eyelids, so Edogawa is still so annoying, every action on the court is very purposeful, even the movement of his fingers does not give up, and that tone of voice, it should be said, "I really deserve it." Is it Edogawa'?

but……

bang hum-

Swinging the racket again, Yukimura's expression became much deeper. He knew very well that although he served first, neither of the two sides could miss the ball. So far, the side that missed the ball will naturally be in a passive position.

In other words, this ball is the most basic tone, and it has been set at the moment he serves.After this tone starts, the side that loses the first ball cannot serve in the next three games. This rule is specially used in games without referees.

Serving and receiving, the starting point itself is one high and one low. If one side is always at a high point during the game, the other side will naturally be suppressed.Both of them understood this truth very well.

The movement of Yukimura's racket this time, there is no hesitation, no complexity, or even a little extra movement.It's just such simple movements, raising hands, turning sideways, swinging rackets, the simplest basic movements.

However, Sakuraichi discovered an undercurrent that was usually hidden.Every seemingly ordinary swing of the young man, every seemingly simple run, every seemingly random step of the young man is accumulated at the same speed, as if something is brewing.

This was his strategy, and she could only passively accept it under unknown conditions.But even so, Sakuraichi will not lose the ball easily. For her, Yukimura's current strength is just an ordinary temptation. If she can't even bear the temptation, then she can give up as soon as possible. After all, the "minister" The position is where the capable ones live.

In the blink of an eye, the ball arrived in front of me. This ball was different from the previous shot, and brought a slight breeze.

Sakura narrowed her eyes, and her superior perception made her smell a bit of danger.But even so, the racket still held by the hand was swung forward, and the shadow full of grid lines instantly shrouded the tennis ball. However, the moment the racket touched, the racket lightened in vain, and all the power that tennis balls should have suddenly disappeared. All disappear.

Not good! ! !

The surroundings suddenly became dark, Sakura frowned, and watched the tennis ball become translucent and then disappeared on the racket. The next second, the darkness disappeared, but the tennis ball was still on the racket, but at the moment when the darkness disappeared, the ball was still on the racket. For a moment, it fell from the racket to the ground, and after bouncing a few times, it stopped moving.

Surprisingly looking at the ball at her feet, Sakura glanced at the ball in astonishment.The power of the ball disappears on the racket, which means that the ball will not appear on the racket [-]%, because power is the basis for judging where the ball lands.However, instead of disappearing, the ball slipped off the racket, proving her misjudgment! ! !

impossible!
That ball... definitely shouldn't be on the racket!
Not only that, but the racket she was holding slipped by a centimeter!

what happened?

Sakura raised the racket in front of her eyes, and clasped the top string with five fingers of her left hand, making a rattling sound of the string.The shadow cast by the brim of her hat covered the upper half of her face, drowning her deep gaze.

Yukimura was standing opposite. At this moment, he was casually holding the racket in his right hand. His deep eyes looked at the girl opposite who seemed to be thinking. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and time became a little quiet. The breeze came, setting off Yukimura's blue-purple flames. Fa, "The sense of touch...disappeared..."

(End of this chapter)