Seraph of Net King

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"At the moment of playing tennis, you add a strong spin to the ball, and change direction at the moment you hit the ground, which is an interesting serve. "

Yue Zhi Yueguang smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and easily hit the serve back of the trace.

"Whew——!

".

The tennis ball flew towards the court in an instant.

Stomp Tread!!

At this time, the figure of the trace department had already run towards the front field.

"Got online?".

"This little ghost is so fast?".

"Where did this imp come from?".

“....."

In particular, the players who had not yet been promoted to the second grade in the first year were staring at the tracks on the court with wide eyes and shocked faces.

This little imp who looks even smaller than them has a strength that is not known how many times stronger than them.

Outside the court.

Yu Shenchi couldn't help but smile when he saw the movements of the traces, "This guy from the traces has finally learned to behave." "

"Don't underestimate Uncle Ben!!".

In front of the net, the trace suddenly roared, and the next moment a powerful force erupted from his arm, and he swung it down at the tennis ball!

"Bang ——!

".

The collision between the racket and the tennis ball caused ripples in an instant, and then the tennis ball rushed towards the right side of the baseline like a cannonball.

At this time, Yuezhi Moonlight's figure was in the position of hitting the overturned serve back.

"Are you going to score?".

Seeing this scene, the surrounding players looked at the ball intently.

"Nope. "

At this moment, the eyes of the god shrank suddenly, and in his eyes, a shadow flashed.

Whew!

Just when the trace thought that this ball was about to score, the figure of Yuezhi Moonlight came to the tennis ball like a bolt of lightning.

In the midst of the incredulous gaze of the trace, Yuechi Moonlight waved the racket in his hand, and then hit the tennis ball out.

"Whoosh ——!

".

The tennis ball brought up a gust of air and hit the bullseye like a sharp arrow.

The tennis ball has landed firmly on the bevel line of the court, and then bounced off the baseline.

When the tennis ball hit the ground, the sound sounded, and some people reacted

"Minister Viet Chi scores, 15:0!".

The player who was the referee immediately announced.

"Damn!".

The trace department glanced back at the faint ball mark on the bottom line, and his face was very unhappy.

"That goal was good, but it's a pity..."

Yuezhi Moonlight glanced at the traces and returned to the bottom line.

Although the trace department was very unhappy, he had to admit that the Yuezhi moonlight in front of him was stronger than him.

Strong outrageous.

The game continues.

The trace continues to serve.

Jibu knew that he was not Yuezhi Moonlight's opponent, but he took out what he was best at.

Protracted war——

"Bang ——!

".

"Bang ——!

".

"Bang ——!

".

Except for the constant sound of footsteps, all that remained was a crisp and loud hitting of the ball.

Minutes and seconds passed.

"Huhuhu...."

His breathing began to increase gradually, and the pace of his feet slowed down.

However, the trail still played the tennis ball back.

"Hey, hey, hey, is there any mistake?

"It's been fifteen minutes. "

"The second ball played fifteen minutes??".

“......."

In an instant, the surroundings became extremely quiet.

All eyes were on the tracks on the pitch.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept flowing out of the traces of his face, and the clothes on his body had already been beaten with sweat, but the traces were still continuing.

Suddenly.

One of the traces stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and the tennis ball still passed by the side of his racket and flew out of the baseline.

"Minister Viet Chi scores, 30:0!".

The student looked at the trail in amazement, and finally announced the score

"Plop!".

After Yuezhi Moonlight scored, the trace department fell directly to the ground.

"Have you exhausted your physical strength?" 16 minutes and 43 seconds .....

."

Yue Zhi Yueguang looked at the traces lying on the ground, and the shock in his eyes couldn't disappear.

Every ball, every swing, every counterattack, from the moment of serve, the trace is all out.

"I take back the words I had before, you.... Very good. "

He looked at the traces on the ground and praised.

"Whew.... Uncle Ben.... Target.... Ha.... Evolve.... Call... But.... A Thousand Miles a Day.... Ha.... Just wait.... Someday.... Call.... Uncle Ben.... Be sure to.... More than you!".

Traces lay on the ground, and he said intermittently as his physical strength was exhausted, and after he finished speaking, he continued to gasp for air.

At this time, Mijin Chi stood up, came to the court, and helped the trace to his feet.

"Next for you. "

Yue Zhi Moonlight looked at Yu Shen Chi.

"Do you want to take a break?".

Yu Shen Chi glanced at Yue Zhi and asked lightly.

Yuezhi Yueguang shook her head and said, "No need." "

Indeed, so far in the Trace Division, Yuezhi Moonlight has only sweated a little.

It's not that the traces are too weak, but that the Yuezhi moonlight is too strong.

Then, Mijin Blaze took the racket of the trace and came to the court.

"One ball. "

As he spoke, Yuezhi Moonlight took out a tennis ball from his pocket and threw it to Yushenchi.

One goal to decide the winner!