The Prince of Tennis Perfect Tennis

"Burning!"

Seeing Kawamura rushing toward the stadium aggressively like a heat, Wei Yilin's forehead was covered with black lines. He was a little doubtful that he still remembered what he was in this state.

The game started very quickly, but the good is not good, Wei Yilin was just a little worried about Kawamura being injured in the game, but who knows, this kind of situation really happened.

During the game, Kawamura and Kawachi started a power tennis match. Due to the very powerful "wave ball" skills, Kawamura won the first two games, but at the beginning of the third game, Wei Yilin expected the situation to happen, and Huadi also used Kawamura's trick: wave ball.

Therefore, a simple power-on tennis match has become a more dangerous "wave ball" battle.

However, the strength of Huadi is much stronger than Kawamura. With the same skills, how can Kawamura have been able to fight Huadi?However, after Kazumura desperately received the second one-handed swing ball and hit it back, both of them were injured!

In the end, the game ended in the same game.

Seeing this situation, Long Qijin had to take Kawamura and Huadi to the hospital for treatment, temporarily letting Wei Yilin take over as a coach.

"Zhou Zhu, now I am your coach." Wei Yilin joked with a smile.

"So. Lin Jun, oh no, it's Coach Lin, can I play now?" Fuji said in cooperation.

"Of course it can." Wei Yilin said with a smile, and entered the court with Fuji.

The difference is that Wei Yilin's destination is the coach's bench, and the only destination is the competition field.

"Youth Academy VS Ice Emperor Academy, the score is 1-1, singles two, Qingxue no two weeks help VS Ice Emperor Akutagawa Jirou, the game begins."

As the referee's voice sounded, the sleepy-eyed Akutagawa Jiro started the match with Fuji.

However, to Wei Yilin's surprise, Rubu didn't know what he was thinking, and actually took the place of Bingdi manager Sakura Taro and sat next to him.

"What are you doing?" Wei Yilin asked strangely.

"Isn't it possible to chat?" Tracebu said with confidence.

"Okay! Whatever you want." Wei Yilin said helplessly.

"So, Lin, let's predict the victory of this game." Trace Department said with interest.

"Still need to say? The winner is of course the best." Wei Yilin affirmed that no one knows better than him, especially after evolving all the skills.

"You are so confident?" Trace Bu said.

"Let's take a look at the Akuta Chuan or something first!" Wei Yilin snarled in the field.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Trace Department looked towards the field strangely.

"Too amazing! Too amazing! Would you like to play the move just now?" Akutagawa said excitedly, and it can be said that his exclamation has never stopped since the start of the game.

Upon seeing this, his face was covered with black lines, and I had never felt so embarrassed.

"Akutagawa! Let's play the game! Don't scream! Do you know?" Rube shouted.

"Uh...Hi!" Taken from the majesty of the trail department, Akutagawa Cilang nodded helplessly, but after Fuji used the beluga...

"Wow, that's amazing! What's the name of this trick? Call it again and show me, OK?"..........

Wei Yilin took a pitying look at the trace department. With such a top-notch teammate, it was really... let him have nothing to say.

Seeing Wei Yilin's gaze, Tracee smiled and reluctantly said, "Akutagawa is still very powerful."

As soon as the voice fell, the referee's voice rang.

"At the end of the game, Qingxue won in two weeks and the score was 6-1."

"Akuta! Chuan!"

I can't bear it, I don't have to bear it anymore, I can't bear it anymore...

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ps: Three shifts are here, today’s update is complete, please ask for flowers, tickets, and rewards.

The previous game has been roughly skipped, and the next one will be the first official game between Wei Yilin and Trace, so stay tuned!

Chapter 22 vs Trace Department (Part 1)

After giving a severe lesson to Jirou Akutagawa, Uncle Atobe finally felt relieved.

"Akutagawa, if you not only lose the game but also lose face in the next game like today, then you should stop being a good candidate and read your book! Hey, force this uncle It's not gorgeous to beat you up." Tracebe returned to the personable manner at the beginning, as if he was not the one who fought Akutagawa just now.

"Got it..." Akutagawa cooperated with him to make a look of fear. In fact, his shot was not heavy at all, and he didn't feel any pain.

"It's good to understand!" Trace Department stroked the long hair on his forehead, and said coquettishly: "Next, watch this uncle's beautiful skills shine brightly!

As he said, Tracebe walked toward the field with a racket.

"The winner is the Ice Emperor! The winner is the Trail Department! The winner is the Ice Emperor! The winner is the Trail Department!..."

Hearing the imposing cheers of the two hundred non-members of the Ice Emperor, you don't need to guess that it was the uncle Rubu who played.

"Come on! A Lin, give a good lesson to this stinky guy." Jumaru said uncomfortably, because the ice emperor's cheerleader was amazing, and the voice completely covered the cheering noise of Qingxue. Of course, I can't bear this kind of thing. .

"I see." Wei Yilin nodded slightly. As a minister, although he is acting as an agent, he can't let his staff down.

"Come on! Senior, go all out to defeat that guy!" Taocheng exclaimed excitedly.

"Ok."....

With the encouragement of everyone, Wei Yilin slowly walked into the court with the racket, and at this time, the cheers were still not over.

"The winner is the Ice Emperor! The winner is the Trail Department! The winner is the Ice Emperor! The winner is the Trail Department!..."

"It's show time!"

Seeing Wei Yilin coming, the trace department raised his right hand high.

"clatter!!!"

A loud snapping sound spread quickly, and at the same time the cheers of Ice Emperor stopped abruptly.

Trace Department smiled with satisfaction, grabbed the jacket that was draped over his shoulders, and threw it away from the field. The jacket fell accurately on the hands of the Ice Emperor Zhengxuan, acting handsome and noble.

"The winner is..." Tracebe took a deep breath and prepared to announce his declaration loudly, but...

"enough!"

Wei Yilin let out a cold drink, making Trace's next words stuck in his mouth.

"Do you still fight? If you don't fight, just give up. I don't have time to watch you perform there." Wei Yilin said with a smile.