The Prince of Tennis Perfect Tennis

"Sao + bag!"

Seeing such a scene, the word Sao + Bao couldn't help but appear in Wei Yilin's mind, and even the look of Uncle Jibu gradually emerged in his mind, and then slowly and this so-called Murong Zi overlapped.

"I really want to give him a look!"

Wei Yilin thought silently.

At this time, it was time for the two sides to shake hands.

Faintly stretched out his right hand, Wei Yilin's expression did not change at all, and he did not want to speak.

On the contrary, Murong Zi of this sao bag spoke as soon as he saw Wei Yilin!

"Ouch! Are you my opponent today?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

"There is no problem, but I think my luck today is really good! Depending on your age, maybe you are still in junior high school? I really don't know how you persisted here, but sorry, you are leaving here today. "Murong Zi looked at Wei Yilin condescendingly. He is indeed a lot taller than Wei Yilin, who is 1.8 meters tall.

"Really? Then I wish you success!" Wei Yilin smiled lightly, carelessly about what he said, and prepared to return to the bottom line to kick-off the ball.

"Hey! Don't go!" When Murong Zi saw this, he took Wei Yilin's hand and whispered, "Look, it's not easy for you to hit here at a young age. Would you like me to help you release the water? It’s better to lose like this."

Seeing him look like I was doing good for you, Wei Yilin was really a little bit dumbfounded. Once we met like this, he asked his opponent if he wanted to release the water?Is this a bad guy or what?

However, seeing the sincerity he said, it seems that he really put himself in the position to "consider" him.

"No, you can do your best, and it won't matter if you lose."

Wei Yilin had no choice but to reply like this, and forced to break free of his hand and walked towards the bottom line.

"Okay! Okay! If you don't want it, forget it."

Murong Zi looked a pity, and walked towards the backcourt likewise leisurely.Of course, he didn't forget to say hello to his fans on the way, and suddenly he was startled and screamed again.

When the referee saw this, Murong Zi gave Murong Zi a fierce look, so that he restrained a little.

"The game begins! In the first round, Wei Yilin serves!"

Hearing the referee's voice, Wei Yilin, who had been waiting at the serve point with a tennis ball, immediately threw the tennis ball into the sky.

"boom!!!"

With a heavy hitting sound, Wei Yilin shot a side spin, and after his control, the tennis ball landed accurately on the sideline. With the spinning force from above, the tennis ball suddenly flew out to the side of the court. .

"nice shot!"

Shiba Saori and Orange Xing shouted in unison. They both understand tennis. Naturally, they can see that Wei Yilin's ball is really beautiful. Normally, such a serve is definitely an Ace ball. There is no other possibility.

But is this really the case?

"Very good serve! Little brother, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong. Big brother, I can be regarded as underestimating you!"

Murong Zi seemed to say cautiously, but that was just the appearance, because now he had clearly arrived after the tennis ball, and his tone of voice was extremely relaxed.

"Fast speed!"

Wei Yilin exclaimed in his heart, this is not pretending to be amazed, but because Murong Zi's unbelievable speed uttered.

You know, since the referee has just announced the game, he has already played the tennis ball. If he is not paying attention, he will definitely be able to react later, and even if Murong Zi noticed that his serve was not so good the moment he served. Then, the speed and strength are definitely not weak, let alone the rotation he deliberately applied to the tennis ball to make the tennis ball bounce to the outside, plus the tennis ball is originally on the sideline, the angle of the point can be said to be perfect. Not too much.

But under such circumstances, Murong Zi still caught up with tennis just after it landed. Although he did not pay attention, Wei Yilin had his own judgment in his mind.

In terms of the distance and time Murong Zi moved just now, his speed is definitely not slower than that of Sanada, who used his swift wind.

"It's an opponent!"

Wei Yilin said silently in his heart, this Murong Zi is definitely not as simple as he seems.

"boom!!!"

With a heavy blow, the tennis ball immediately turned back to Wei Yilin, and saw Murong Zi patted his chest, making a lingering expression. Wei Yilin understood that this was just a deliberate disguise. That's it.Because no matter from the sound or from the eyes, he could see the heavy power carried on the tennis ball. The deformation of that degree is not weaker than Kawamura's wave ball.

Of course, such a ball is still no trouble for Wei Yilin.

Back swing!Swing!The tennis ball was hit back by him in an instant, and the heavy power carried on the tennis ball could not hinder her swing at all.

"This kid, so powerful!"

Seeing this scene, Murong Zitong's mouth shrank slightly, and his heart became vigilant. You must know that although his strength is not the strongest when playing tennis with others, but those in the school tennis club Ordinary members are also unbearable, but Wei Yilin can easily fight back. Obviously, he is definitely not weak in strength, and you must know that Wei Yilin’s age is at most in the third grade, and he is already in the sky. He is in his third year of high school, but he can easily fight back at his tennis with an age gap of at least three years. Wei Yilin's talent can be imagined!

"Bang~~~!"

With a light flick, Murong Zi suddenly hit a short ball.

The reason for this is that people who are generally talented in strength are likely to be weak in speed. This ball is to test Wei Yilin's forehead speed.

"Tentative?"

Wei Yilin smiled slightly, fully understanding Murong Zi's thoughts.

In this case, the best way is to give up the ball first and use speed as your hole card. In this way, waiting until the critical moment of the game to show your speed can definitely give the opponent the strongest blow, but not Knowing if Murong Zi's words about whether to release the water at the beginning of the game played a role, Wei Yilin didn't intend to do so, and moved, but he came to the net in the blink of an eye, and the speed was not slower than Murong Zi!

"Ok?"

Seeing such a situation, Murong Zi obviously had a flash of surprise, and at this moment Wei Yilin had already hit the tennis ball out of the air!

"Drop the ball!"

Murong Zi's short ball is very close to the net, and there is no other way except to lob.

"opportunity!"

A smile bloomed on the handsome face, and Murong Zi smiled and said, "I'm sorry, brother, I want it!"

At the end of the talk, Murong Zi was already serious.

With a leap, his body jumped up high, and then the right hand was charged, and the tennis ball in the air was covered so heavily!

"Score!!!"

Some of Murong Zi's female fans screamed like this, which immediately caused another uproar.

"Sorry, I am not interested in being someone else's younger brother. If you call me the eldest brother, I might be able to accept it."

Not too young or too young to make a joke, Wei Yilin stepped left and came to the distance between Murong Zi's face to face.

Seeing the relaxed smile on Wei Yilin's face, Murong Zi's face changed.