"Ah! I'm going to defeat you!" Kirihara stood up and charged at me with a knuckleball.
The strength is not weak! But the skills are insufficient. It can only be said that he focuses on strength training and accurate attacks on other people's knees, so any shot this guy hits is not very difficult, except maybe this knuckle serve.
I moved quickly, came to the backcourt, and threw a lob. Kirihara also seized the opportunity and hit me with a smash.
Kirihara's biggest weakness is that any of his balls are aimed at other people's knees. If this is the case, then others also know where to catch the ball. I put the racket in front of my knees, and sure enough, the smash was facing me.
of knees.
"Weak!" Although I have played violent tennis, I rarely play violent tennis deliberately, and Kirihara always likes to dye himself red, so this lesson must be learned.
I hit back and aimed a straight ball at Kirihara's chest, the speed was astonishingly fast.
‘Bang’ Kirihara was knocked away again. This time I used a lot of force. So after Kirihara was hit, he couldn’t get up for most of the day, and his body began to fade slowly.
"Weak!" I threw down the racket, turned around and left, extremely cool.
"You...you are strong, but...but I am definitely not weak..." Kirihara behind him still refused to admit defeat, and seemed to want to stand up with strength, but the person who was hit by my powerful return was very hard.
There are few people who are not injured, but I figured it out and just used three points of force.
Suddenly something occurred to me, and I paused slightly, "The trump card of 6:1?" I could only use three points of strength to deal with Kirihara, but...even if I used three points of strength before, Kirihara might have zero points, but this time
This time he actually scored four points. Maybe I was too careless, but I was.
No, I am not a weakling, absolutely not! Kirihara tried his best to hold himself up, then looked at my retreating back, and made up his mind to defeat this guy before he wanted to defeat the minister.
"Tomorrow is the English practice test. If you fail, I will quit my club!" Sato Aiyi was very angry. The English in his class was extremely poor, and he didn't have many English scores to show off.
"No!" Kirihara held his head, almost wanting to die of grief and anger. Why do we need to take the exam? Why?
Sure enough, English is an eternal pain in Kirihara's heart. Seeing Kirihara's suicidal look next to me, I just felt that this English is really not something people learn. It is too painful. I seemed to be the same way back then.
"Kirihara, tonight, come to my house and give you some bad food." Hiroshi Yagyu came to the classroom at the end of get out of class and threw a word at Kirihara. "No!" Kirihara once again tormented himself and took the poor seaweed head. , I already had enough kelp, but I still ravage it, and I really don’t know what to do if it turns into kelp silk?
As soon as it was time to get out of school, Kirihara was dragged away by a guy with squinted eyes and holding a notebook. This squinted guy should be the military advisor of Rikkai University, Yanagi Renji. I really don’t know why he was squinting.
Can you see the road? And you can also take notes. I really don’t know why there are so many monsters in the world of the Net King?
Pushing up my glasses, I looked at Kirihara's back thoughtfully. These days, Kirihara didn't ask me to continue challenging him. Could it be said that a single-celled creature would also abide by the bet?
As soon as he walked out of the shower, who knew the phone rang. "Mr. Liu, are you comfortable in Japan?" Jason on the other side of the phone laughed so loudly, it was really annoying.
"Normal." I wiped my hair with a towel. The hairspray on my hair has been washed away. The original fine hair has been restored. I have also removed those silly eyes. The handsomeness that belongs to me has been restored.
It was displayed, but no one saw it.
"Why doesn't Young Master Liu go to Ice Emperor? You must know that only Ice Emperor's magnificence can match Young Master Liu's magnificence..." Jason rambled, not knowing what to say.
"Ah." I still had a monosyllabic voice, but because of this monosyllable, it almost drove Jason crazy, "Young Master Liu, how can you not speak? You can't make friends like this, and no girl will.
I like you..."
No girl likes me? I’m kidding, the list of girls who like me in the United States has reached Japan, and you’re saying no? I just turned off the phone, too lazy to talk to this lunatic, I’m so stupid.