Legendary Light of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 17 Two people with similar styles?

Bang-bang-bang

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Bang-bang

The tennis flew past the court and was hit back in an instant. Jing Zhiguang didn’t turn on the perfect match, nor did he use any tricks. They just hit the ball one by one. At the same time, the opposite Tezuka also hit back one by one. His style That’s it, unpretentious, pure tennis! Of course not Shitenhouji’s Shiraishi is pure, just basic tennis!

But people on the sidelines don’t think so.

“It’s amazing, the ball is so fast, it’s almost dazzling…”

“My eyes can’t keep up with the speed of the ball…”

“Sanada, it seems that Tezuka’s strength is really not easy…” Yukimura stared at the court closely, and said to Genichiro next to him.

Sanada frowned, gritted his teeth, “Tezuka Kunimitsu, I will definitely defeat you”, and planted a vow silently in his heart.

The sunset glow on the horizon has risen, the weather has become cooler, and the slight breeze brings coolness! But on the Internet court, it is really boiling and burning!

“Huh?” The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Jing Zhiguang calmly raised racquet,

boom! He slapped back the tennis ball without seriousness. He had already noticed that the rotating force that Tezuka Kunimitsu was slowly exerting during the shot just now seemed to have been completed!

“Wow, this is the first ball. They played for nearly ten minutes…”

“Yeah, if the match just now is about to end…”

“…”

The person who said this suddenly felt a chill. Turning his head to see, Sanada Genichiro was staring at him angrily, “What do you mean? Are you insulting Yukimura?!” The majestic momentum was like the pressure of the waves. To this person.

“I… I didn’t… That’s not what I meant.” His feet were almost unsteady, and his teeth trembling hesitantly said.

“It’s okay, Genichiro, it’s okay.” Seiichi Yukimura was very calm, his mood was calm, his purple-blue hair and pupils looked so noble, “It seems that there has been a change on the court!”

Um! Hearing these words, Sanada ignored the little dragon and looked at the court.

I saw the tennis ball flying across the net to the lower right corner of Tezuka Kunimitsu. What made people different was that Tezuka Kunimitsu stood still, as if giving up.

“Is this giving up?”

“This ball is finally over?…”

I saw Tezuka Kunimitsu bend his body slightly, his left hand racquet raised slightly to the left, and his right hand stroked the handle in a gesture of catching the ball.

“What does it mean?”

The person next to me was puzzled,

“Is it?!” Yukimura was shocked. There was a hint of speculation in his heart, because he felt that this scene was very familiar. Isn’t this the expression Jing Zhiguang used to deal with him just now!

According to everyone’s speculation, the tennis ball flew past Tezuka Kunimitsu, hit the ground from behind him, and flew towards the distant sky. Just when the coach referee was about to call out the score, a magical scene happened again. Seeing that the tennis ball seemed to be pulled in the delay, unable to escape a force, it turned slowly.

“what?!”

“what?!!”

“How can this be”

…

Countless people were stunned by this scene. This is not the field that Jing Zhiguang has played by the coach that it is difficult for professional players to understand it!

Is the professional player too bad, or the world is too crazy!

Their three views seemed to be broken, it was hard to accept the scene before them.

Isn’t it hard to accept the referee coach on the sidelines? Yukimura was optimistic at first, but he was defeated.

It is said that there are few professional players in the field, but now there is another person who will use it in front of him, and he is also a teenager. His face is already swollen, and I am complaining in my heart.

“Sure enough…”

Yukimura on the sidelines had already guessed, so he calmed down quickly. Looking at the shocked Sanada around him, he couldn’t help but shook his head.

“It seems that even I am not absolutely sure of defeating Tezuka classmate, just don’t know if he will be seamless?”

No, no, desperately throwing this idea out of his mind, “Well, there is no mystery.” Now he has a little interest in this!

The tennis ball was sucked back to Tezuka Kunimitsu’s side like gravity, and racquet hit it back naturally,

boom–

The ball quickly passed mid-court and flew towards Jing Zhiguang. Seeing this scene, Jingzhi felt that it was not unexpected. Tezuka completed the field display. However, compared to his ability to control the rotation and direction of the field with a return shot, Tezuka takes longer to complete the field and needs to continue. Adjustments can be used successfully!

Jing Zhi stepped out with his legs and ran towards the tennis ball. The fast and precise pace made him stand in advance where the tennis ball was about to fall. Then let me see how unbreakable your field is!

Jing Zhiguang hit hard with his left hand. With this shot, he increased the intensity and rotation of the shot. The instantaneous speed of the tennis rose by a notch.

Bang-with a loud noise, I saw a yellow track flying towards Tezuka quickly. Before everyone had time to marvel, the yellow light seemed to be attracted by a black hole, and it flew to Tezuka’s left hand distortedly, where it stood upright. Let’s drop the red racquet!

boom! The moment the tennis ball touched the racquet, Tezuka felt an unstoppable force rushing against his arm, his instinctive left hand clenched hard, the veins on his arm were looming, and his brow wrinkled, “This is what his tennis ball is. Strength, it is terrible!”

When he sensed that his arm was about to be unable to support him, he saw a mysterious aura exuding all over his body.

“Come on, this is Selfless State…”

“The limit of tempering!…”

Jing Zhiguang looked at Tezuka’s hard work and said, “I’m doing my best like this, then I’ll add some strength”, so Jing Zhiguang also has the familiar aura, and the left hand Sanshou shines. This is also the limit of Selfless State’s hard work!

“Oh my God, these two people feel so similar in tennis style!…”*