Tennis King: God-level Player

Stand on the bottom line.

teeing area.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Fu Er Zhousuke gently slapped the tennis ball on the ground with a complicated and dignified expression.

The extremely rhythmic beating sound seemed to fall in his heart.

"Do a good job of awareness, what kind of awareness is it!"

Fuer Zhousuke looked at Shuangchi, the god of foxes, deeply, puzzled.

Then.

Swish! Under everyone's attention, Fu Er Zhou raised his arms and threw the tennis ball into the air! Bang! Immediately, the moment the tennis ball reached the highest point in the air.

Fu Er Zhousuke jumped up and hit the tennis ball.

Huh!! Tennis instantly turned into a streamer, traversing the court.

Tatata! Opposite.

A figure did not know when it had appeared at the tennis ball.

He said it lightly, with a faint smile on his face.

"Fu Er, your serve is too slow!"

As the fox god Shuangchi said, his arm slammed out in the direction of nothingness.

Bang! The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded, the tennis ball turned into a streamer, and a super high-speed rotation broke out.

With a super-high speed and strange rotation and speed, he rushed towards Fuji Shusuke fiercely.

"Um!"

Fu Er Zhou Zhuo's ice-blue eyes narrowed subconsciously.

Tatata! Without any hesitation, Bu Erzhou helped instinctively run towards the tennis ball, squatted down, and prepared to intercept the tennis ball.

But when he was about to intercept.

A faint smile appeared on the face of Shuangchi, the god of foxes on the opposite side.

"Fu Er, your defense is useless to me!"

A faint voice sounded on the side of Fuji 2.

Before he could react, Zhousuke saw the tennis ball rushing behind him in an instant.

Boom! The dull sound of landing sounded, and countless dust rippled.

What! "In time!!"

Countless thoughts flashed in Fuji Zhousuke's heart for a moment, and finally, he quickly swung the racket towards the tennis ball.

However, the tennis ball just bounced up less than a centimeter! "This is the flying swallow returning to the nest!!"

Fuer Zhousuke's eyes narrowed, this is his own flying swallow returning to the nest! He was actually in: his best defensive attack broke the defense! "!!"

The next moment, the voice of the staff sounded and announced.

"Dangerous!"

the other side,

Akutagawa Jiro said in a deep voice.

"Senior Fuji's defense is of no use to Senior Yuhu God!"

Hijiru said with a solemn expression.

"Well, it can even be said that Fuji's defense was used."

Atobe Keigo looked deeply at the court and said.

They could see that in the moment just now, the defense of Zhousuke Fuji was used by Shuangchi, the god of foxes! "Senior Fuji is passive!"

Aside, Echizen Ryoma said.

"Well, passively defend, passively follow Brother Shuangchi's rhythm."

Toyama Kintaro looked at the stadium seriously and said.

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded and said nothing.

Now the rhythm on the court is completely in the hands of Yuhushen Shuangchi!! If this continues, Fuji Zhousuke's situation will be very dangerous!! On the court.

Serving continues.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Fujisuke gently slapped the tennis ball on the ground.

Huh! Then, he raised his arms and threw the tennis ball into the air.

Bang! The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded, and the tennis ball flew towards Yuhushen Shuangchi.

The god of foxes, Shuangchi, stepped forward quickly, jumped into the air, swung backhand, and instantly hit the tennis ball.

Smash! "It really is a smash!!"