Seraph of Net King

"Bang ——!"

The trace serves again.

The sound of vibrations spread throughout the stadium and exploded at the feet of Sanada Koichiro.

Opposite side.

Sanada Koichiro is a little on his feet, his body is sideways, and his arms are waving.

"Boom!"

The tennis ball entered the racket, and a strong force instantly made his arm - a burst.

He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and then used his arm to knock the powerful attack back.

Stompe!

Traces stared at the tennis ball that flew back, and then the pace under his feet moved rapidly.

In a few breaths, you will come to the landing point of the tennis ball, and your eyes will be on the tennis ball and swing the racket!

"Whoosh——!

The sound of the wind suddenly sounded, and the tennis ball turned into a streamer and shot towards the left side of the empty court of Sanada Koichiro.

"Humph!"

Sanada Koichiro's eyes were filled with a hint of annoyance, "You want to do it again?"

Immediately, his knees bent slightly, his legs instantly exerted force, and the figure rushed out.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, the lilac eyes of the trace department condensed slightly, "The speed has increased, since you are so used to speeding up, then Uncle Ben will let you run enough!"

Swish!

Then.

Traces ran towards the midfield.

"Bang ——!"

By this time, Sanada had already knocked the tennis ball back.

Syllable!

Opposite, inside midfield.

With a wave of his arm, he hit the ball again towards the empty field to the right of Sanada.

"Fast as the wind!"

Sanada Koichiro's eyes froze, and his figure quickly disappeared in place.

In the place where it disappeared, a breeze rolled up, and the dust was instantly dispersed by the wind.

"You're the one you're waiting for!"

In an instant, the insight vision of the trace department expanded to the extreme.

Swish!

Sanada Junichiro's figure suddenly appeared in front of the tennis ball, swinging his backhand.

"Whew!"

A slight breeze blew, and the tennis ball disappeared from everyone's eyes in an instant.

"Sure enough. "

On the coach's seat, Yu Shenchi saw this scene and said secretly, "Now Sanada's speed as the wind should not be long after it has been completed, but for the trace department, it's not that it can't fight back!"

Really.

The trail in midfield moved.

One step out, in his eyes, a tennis ball was falling towards the ground with an incomparably terrifying speed.

Syllable!

A crisp and loud voice rang out.

"How is that possible?"

Sanada's eyes suddenly widened as he stared at the tennis ball on the track.

Swish!

The track racket instantly defused the speed of the net, and then the tennis ball flew over the net and fell to the ground.

The referee announced, "30:0!"

"Well done, Trace!"

Although Ryo Shishido didn't see what happened clearly just now, the trace score is the best situation!

The ninja foot warrior frowned and said, "The speed is too fast, and my eyesight can't keep up at all." "

"Hush. "

Yakutsu, who had been silent, pursed his lips unhappily, revealing a trace of solemnity in his seemingly empty eyes.

He could only vaguely see the trajectory of the tennis ball and wanted to fight back.

It's too hard!

"How could it be?

Liu Lian'er's heart trembled uncontrollably.

Even if he is facing the wind, there is no 100% chance of hitting back.

But now ....

"His eyes...."

There was a hint of surprise in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes, "It's really surprising to be able to capture Sanada's wind-like trajectory." "

Off-site.

Kikumaru Eiji rubbed his eyes and complained, "That Sanada Eichiro is swinging too fast, and his eyes are so sour after looking at it for a long time." "

Kansadaharu said in a deep voice: "Even Kikumaru's dynamic vision is like this, so how did this trace do it?"

Fuji Shusuke's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "His eyesight is stronger than dynamic vision." "

Better vision than dynamic vision?

Shuiichiro Oishi couldn't help but gasp.

"Sanada, is this your skill at that time? It seems to be stronger than before, is it more perfect?"

Kunimitsu Tezuka thought as he looked at Sanada Koichiro in the stadium.

At that time, when he was competing with Sanada Koichiro, he was also as fast as the wind, but compared to now, the speed is several times faster than before.

"Inoue-senpai, did you see what just happened?"

Shibasaori shouted at Mamoru Inoue with a frightened expression.

"Nope. "

Mamoru Inoue shook his head, then looked at the photo he had just taken.

He took several shots in a row, but only a few were the moments when Sanada hit the tennis ball.

It's so fast!

But.

Sanada's serve was just a swing using the wind-fast seal.

It's not about using the fast wind.

(PS: Official TV is as fast as the wind and derives "invisible lead shots" and "invisible swing shots")

Inside the stadium.

Sanada was still in shock.

His speed as the wind was actually beaten back?

Gradually, in the eyes of Sanada Koichiro, the opposite trace turned out to be the appearance of Kunimitsu Tezuka.

The one who defeated him badly, Kunimitsu Tezuka!

"He's not Tezuka, he's Keigo Keibe!"

Sanada Koichiro seemed to sound that match with Tezuka Kunimitsu, with unwillingness in his eyes, and the racket in his hand was a little harder.

0..........

"I, I have to win, I'm going to beat him!"

Immediately, he turned and returned to the teeing area.

"Huh. "

With a smile on his face, his vision has been several times better than before in the past two years.

Bang bang bang!

The tennis ball in his hand slowly slapped on the ground, and then the tennis ball flew high with his wrist.

"Bang ——!"

The racket hits the tennis ball, and the strong force causes the tennis ball to stagnate slightly on the racket, and then explodes like a bullet from the chamber.

"Whew!"

The terrifying energy instantly crushed the air flow in the air, and exploded heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Keep running, Sanada Koichiro. "

With a smile on his face, his lilac eyes completely saw Sanada's movements.

At the moment of counterattack from the opposite side, the trace moved.

Trample!

Step out, keep your eyes on the tennis ball, and swing the racket.

With a snap, a backhand hit the ball towards the empty field of Junichiro Sanada on the other side.

Sanada was mastered in rhythm. "

Yukimura Seiichi's brows furrowed slightly: "Moreover, he is in the midfield, coupled with his strong eyesight, he can observe Sanada's movements, and every return ball will stretch the distance to the maximum, this is a war of attrition." "

In this way, in the case of the service game of the trace, Sanada is completely passive. "_

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