Net King's system makes me invincible

The tennis ball flies out, and the moment it leaves the racket, the irregular movement of the tennis ball appears.

"It's Dafan Shaoqian!"

"This ball is even more powerful than when it was hit by Pinggu!"

"Heh, Yongshiro's Dafan Shaoqian is the strongest."

Mu Shou played Dafan Shaoqian stronger than Pingguchang, and the trajectory of the tennis ball dazzled the people outside the court.

"I knew it was impossible for you not to know this, and this is what I was waiting for!"

When Horio saw that Mute had finally hit Dafanshaoqian, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then the arm swings and the racket awaits the tennis ball.

Horio had already seen through Akihito Ohioi when he launched the Hitomi of Delusion, but because of Fuji's use of mayfly outflanking in that match, Horio had a new idea.

I saw the tennis ball continuously drawing yellow tracks in the air under the action of Ohizo Qian, and soon approached Horio.

Horio spotted the ball and swung it out.

Horio didn't use any tricks, just felt the tennis ball constantly changing and spinning on the racket.

In the end, after feeling it for two seconds, the change in the rotation of the tennis ball was too fast and too strong. After being blocked by Horio's swing, the ball changed direction again and flew out of the racket.

"Hika Kuninaka scored with a wooden hand, 15:15"

"That's great! No matter how good the first-year Qingxue is, he won't be able to catch the big rice spoon!"

"As I said, Yongshiro's Dafan Shaoqian is the strongest."

"It seems that there is still hope for the game to be reversed."

Mushou scored, Kai and others became excited, and Mushou himself secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah, isn't even Horio able to do anything about that big rice spooner?"

"That wooden hand is really not comparable to other people in the Bijia Kingdom."

"The Dafan Shaoqian just now was indeed much better than what Pingguchang played at that time... But why do I always feel that something is wrong..."

Regarding Taocheng and Haitang's words, Gan did not agree with him, but expressed his own opinion.

Hearing what Gan said, Fuji and Tezuka on the side also spoke.

"Tezuka, you also find it strange..."

"That's right, logically speaking, it is impossible for Horio in our cognition to fail to hit that ball back.

And he has the ability to see through the opponent's moves. Even if the shot just now was more powerful than the previous players from Bijia Country Middle School, it was obviously not enough to threaten Horio. "

"That's right, and just now Horio received the ball very neatly, and the tennis ball was still stuck on the racket for a few seconds. This situation is unreasonable no matter how you look at it."

As expected of Qingxue's high-end combat power, the two immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Fuji... Are you saying that Horio's shot just now can be successfully returned?"

Gan, who had doubts before, heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help asking.

"I think there's a reason for Horio to do that..."

Regarding Gan's question, Fuji didn't know what to say, so Tezuka directly chose to remain silent.

On the field, seeing that Horio couldn't catch Dafan Shaoqian, Mu Shou seemed to have discovered a new world.

He kept using the big rice spoon Qian, but he didn't know that this was exactly what Horio wanted.

He was worried about Mu Shou being stingy at first, but he didn't expect the enraged Mu Shou to be so generous.

boom…

boom…

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boom…

"Higa's wooden hand scored, the score was 1:2"

It was another three-ball game, and Mushou scored consecutive serve points to win the next round.

"What is the principle of the dead...why can it be possible to resolve all the rotations at the moment of catching the ball..."

At this time, Horio was still thinking about how to use ordinary swings to resolve any rotation.

Thinking this way, Horio hit the serve at the same time.

At such a rare moment, Mu Shou would not let it go, Dafan Shaoqian hit again.

Once again, the tennis ball moved irregularly like a snake, and Horio, who was thinking, saw the tennis ball advancing in the air, and his eyes suddenly froze.

boom…

"Hika Kuninaka scored with a wooden hand, 15:0"

"Hahahaha, I think that first grader was scared of being beaten, and he didn't even dare to move."

"Hey, Qingxue, just abstain, you won't dare to move after being beaten."

Because Horio didn't catch the ball just now, Higa's cheerleaders became fierce again.

"Foretell in advance! Although I don't know how Tanejima played Extinct, I can do it in my own way!"

At this time, Horio finally figured it out. He had activated the pupil of delusion to see through the ball just a few shots ago, but he didn't expect to predict the rotation of the ball in advance to resolve it.

"Hey you bastards, shut your mouths!"

Horio, who had figured it out, was in a good mood at this time, and he was not used to the words of the higa junior high school cheerleaders who were like dogs.

A majestic momentum surged out, staring at the group of people fiercely.

Feeling a sense of pressure, they saw Horio's eyes, and the scene where Horio was scared to the ground before the start of the match reappeared.

"That big fan Shaoqian, call again."

After shutting up the miscellaneous soldiers outside the arena, Horio's smile appeared again.

Hearing Horio's words, Kite frowned.

From the very beginning when I used Dafanshaoqian to score, I didn't notice anything wrong.

But the more he got to the back, the more strange he felt, but the situation didn't allow him to think too much, so he could only do this.

After saying that, Horio threw the ball up and hit the wooden hand.

Seeing this, Mu Te understood that Horio was feeding the ball to himself, but he didn't believe that Horio could hit Dafan Shaoqian back in such a short time.

So the snake-like tennis track appeared again, making people dazzled.

The corner of Horio's mouth on the opposite side smiled slightly, and the originally brown pupils turned purple, with traces of gold mixed in them.

This change did not attract the attention of others, and everyone was staring at the tennis ball that was constantly shuttled.

Facing the tennis ball approaching again, Horio swung his racket this time with a face full of anticipation.

After a dull sound, the tennis ball was intercepted by the racket.

Then, as before, the tennis ball keeps changing and spinning on the racket.

But the difference was that this time Horio's racket was also vibrating slightly.

As the racket vibrated longer, the tennis ball's spin became weaker and weaker.

After the tennis spin had completely returned to zero, Horio's stagnant swing finally swung out.

A non-spinning ball flew towards the wooden hand, and he couldn't believe that his big rice spoon was hit back, so the wooden hand hit the big rice spoon again.

"I'm afraid you won't fight."

Seeing this, Horio swiped again, the color of his pupils remained purple-gold.

boom…

"Sei Gaku Horio scores, 15:15"

This time, Horio returned the ball faster than the previous one, causing Mushou to not react.

"What's going on...Yongshiro's big fan, Shaoqian, was beaten back."

"Did that first grader crack Dafan Shaoqian in just a few balls!?"

"I didn't expect him to be more powerful than that Fujisuke..."