The cuteness of the king of the net

Jing Luo looked at everything that happened in front of him with relish.Hoo hoo... I can finally see the prince playing ball!

Bu Er is still the same careless, making people unable to see his strength clearly.Long, on the other hand, was full of fighting spirit, with flames erupting from his eyes.The two girls are also full of vitality.

First, he served the perfect serve, a very ordinary serve, and reached the match.

Are you probing?Jing Luo smiled.

"Bang!" The ball was hit back.So fast!Although it can't compare to me...Jing Luo was a little surprised to think of it, and also praised himself narcissistically by the way.

Beichuan caught the ball and hit it. "Crack!" Suzuki, who caught the ball, shook the racket twice after receiving the yellow ball, and landed on the rubber floor.Suzuki looked at the racket on the ground in surprise, and after a while he regained his composure and bent down to pick up the racket.The five fingers hooked the net line, and after making sure that it was not loose, he put on the posture of playing again.

What kind of ball is that, it looks very ordinary, how could it be... Jing Luo frowned, and began to recall Bei Chuan's actions just now, by the way, when she was playing, the racket and the ball rubbed against each other once, did she use spin?Hehe... It seems that she is quite capable!

Looking at the people next to him, they all had stunned expressions.

"15-0"

Bei Chuan nodded and smiled, and then prepared to serve.

Hey...it looks like it will be a protracted battle, everyone has their own unique skills.

"30-0"

"30-15"

"40-15"

"It's 1:0, Kitagawa is ahead!" Coach Ryuzaki's eyes were full of relief.

"Senior Fuji won the serve!" Katsuro said happily.Hey, hello... this lovely kid, have you forgotten that there is Beichuan?

The reluctance revealed in Suzuki's eyes has been seen by everyone present, it seems that he has to show his strength, right?Looking at Suzuki's eyes, Jing Luo thought of this in her heart.

Another perfect serve...

... (Ziyou: Forgive me...writing the competition is too painful...)

"3-3 tie, exchange venues!" Tied so quickly? !Seeing that Suzuki and Long's strength is not low...Jing Luo is still watching a good show.

"Senior Fuji, it was hard work, right?" Jing Luo took a glass of water and handed it to Fuji who came off the stage, "Thank you, little Jingluo." Fuji smiled.

"You're welcome, let's work harder next time!" Although I know it's impossible for you to work harder...==、

"Will do."

After wiping the sweat off his forehead with a towel, he walked into the arena again.

The smoke is billowing...they're going to start for real...Of course—except for nothing.