Net King: Opening Ten Draws

When the two held hands together, Irie raised his head in horror and stared at Ralph in disbelief.

"Okay... such a strong amount, my God, such a terrifying force will definitely be able to defeat me easily."

"what"

Ralph Reinhardt saw this sentence with black lines. Irie said it in Japanese. Although Ralph couldn't understand it, he didn't look like a good word.

"Let's start the game."

Ralph Reinhardt wrinkled, turned and walked towards the bottom line.

"Cut, it's boring."

Seeing Ralph ignoring him, Irie walked back to the bottom line uninterestingly.

Beep beep! The game started, and the American team Ralph Reinhardt took the lead.

"Game start!"

The referee blew the whistle after seeing the two getting ready.

         Talking nonsense, kneeling and jumping, swinging the racket, making a smooth movement, throwing the ball out of the way.

Boom! Tennis ran through the court quickly, and Zaku Irie threw his hands and hit back, and the ball was very fast.

Bang! The tennis ball bounced off the ground, Ralph Reinhardt didn't take a second glance, moved two to his side, and the racket was drawn horizontally.

The ball that just landed and bounced seemed to hit the racket actively and flew back upside down.

The speed of the ball is very fast, and the ball is shriveled down.

"Wow, what a powerful force, and how strong the ball control is. The ball that goes straight to the bottom line is amazing!"

Irie said in shock.

Step out with both feet, trigger the racket, and intercept the ball.

"What a powerful force."

Irie said with 'gritting his teeth', pushing the ball back with all his might.

But the ball is high and it is a good chance ball.

Huh! The ground was quickly covered by a shadow, and Ralph Reinhardt was already flying in midair, smashing down with a slap.

Boom! Tennis runs through the court.

The blasting flying man smashed to the ground behind Ijiang Zanda, setting off a cloud of dust.

!Ralph Reinhardt scores, 15.

Ralph took the lead.

"Okay... a strong kill, just kidding, how can such a smash be able to fight back."

A look of 'shock' flashed across Irie Zanda's face, looking at Ralph Reinhard in horror.

"Actually, I'm curious, what's the point of Irie playing like this..."

Mitsugu said with a black line all over his head.

"Who knows that he always has this kind of genius with bad taste, just get used to it."

......Tanejima Shuji said with a smile.

That's what they said, but everyone also showed a speechless expression, unable to understand this special hobby.

...on the field.

Ralph Reinhard frowned slightly and looked at Irie, who seemed to be acting strangely.

At that moment, he saw Ijiang's muscles twitch, and he clearly had already reacted, but he froze in place.

Obviously, the opponent is not unable to fight back, but forcing himself not to fight back.

"Huh...this match is difficult!"

Irie took a deep breath, revealing who was dignified.

Bang! Ralph Reinhardt on the court hit the ball again, the tennis ball flashed, and the ball quickly hit the Irie Kanato to buy last year.

Irie hurriedly responded.

The tennis ball flew slowly over the net and landed at the feet of Ralph Reinhardt.

Such a pushback would be... an insult to Ralph.

As soon as the racket is caught, the arm is outrageously powerful.

Bang! The tennis ball exploded with extreme speed, drew a wrong afterimage, and slammed into the ground.

Irie rushed up and tried to counterattack, but was thrown to the ground and could only watch the tennis ball fly out of bounds.

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Chapter 231: The show ends, the game begins (8 more)

Chapter 231: A look of shock appeared on Zanda Irie's face, looking at the tennis ball falling out of bounds, with despair in his eyes.

!Ralph Reinhardt scores, 30.

"Okay...so strong, is it...the strength of the US team?"

Looking at Ralph Reinhardt, Irie said desperately, how miserable his tone was.

"You can obviously fight back, why do you do this."

"Do you think that my strength is not worthy of making you serious?"

Ralph Reinhardt's eyes flashed a stern look, he didn't know why Irie Sanda was acting like this.

But in his game, the commander made him feel that the opponent was despising him and didn't take him seriously.

"How come, Ralph classmate, your strength is really too strong, I don't know how to fight back."

Into the River "[*]"

Zuo Duo ignored the anger of the other party, and still performed his own script in his own way.

Ralph Reinhardt was a little irritated by his refusal to admit it, with the word "exercise" written all over his face.

But after a while, he didn't pay attention to the opponent, and played tennis again, which made Zata Irie wonder, if his acting skills were too bad, the game continued, Zata Irie continued to pretend that he was weak.

Boom!! Ralph Reinhardt scores, 1.

....Boom!! Ralph Reinhardt scores, 2.

....Boom!! Ralph Reinhardt scores, 3.

....On the arena, Irie shouted loudly at this time, and his eyes were full of terror.

"How is it possible... how is it possible, how can your strength be so powerful."

"Am I going to lose, how can I lose the game at this time, but... I can't resist such power at all."

"Ralph Reinhardt, that's your real strength, it's over! How can I possibly win the game if it's over."

Irie fell into extreme panic.

The exaggerated acting skills made the audience who thought it was contrived at first, believed it to be true.

The American players couldn't help but frown.

"This... this guy was chosen from the back door. With such poor strength, he still doesn't play hard."

"I finally won two games, why is the singles second such a brain-damaged person, I want to complain, are the people in the organizing committee showing off their brains!"

As Ijiang's exercise progressed, the audience couldn't help but burst into anger.

"This guy, Irie, has gone too far."

On the right, Wetaro said with a frown.

...."It's almost time for your jokes to end! Jiang Zuoduo!..."

Ralph Reinhardt's pupils froze, and his eyes became: extremely fierce.

He patted with both hands, the muscles of his arms protruded, and his eyes glowed with a metallic luster.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, the racket burst into a dazzling light and swung straight towards the tennis ball.

Boom! Fixed-point strike power! Irie Kanata's continuous play, not only angered the audience, but also finally made Ralph Reinhardt go into a frenzy.

"Ah, it looks like she was born."

"Then let you see... how handsome I am when I don't act."

The corners of Zanda Irie's mouth curled into a smile, and the teasing expression on his face disappeared, replaced by seriousness.

The show is over, and the real game begins at this moment.

.................Please subscribe ............Boom! Power fixed-point strike burst out with extreme power, and the ground instantly A crack appeared, and the tennis ball bounced off the ground and rushed out toward Irijiang.

A strong shock wave hit him.

The hair and the corners of the clothes were constantly swaying, but Irie didn't take it seriously, instead his eyes were full of aggression.

It's completely two people compared to before.

Huh! The moment the tennis ball flew straight in, Irie swept the racket and intercepted the ball.

"My strength... what!"

The tennis ball hit the racket, and Irie's face changed, turning to shock.

The ultimate power fills the racket.

Originally, he thought it was just an ordinary powerball, and he could fight back through normal state.

But underestimated the power of fixed-point strikes.

Pop! The strong impact forced the five fingers to loosen... The tennis ball flew out of bounds with the racket and hit the fence.

!Ralph Reinhardt scores, 15.

Fixed-point strike to score! "What a strong power... Doesn't the data say that the defensive ability is very strong, why is the power so exaggerated"