"Tsk, it's you who served?" Ryuma was so lucky that he actually handed the opportunity to Nanjiro.
"It's just an external spin serve." I spoke coldly, then walked to the backcourt. When passing by Longma, I spoke slightly, "Use ok." I will never use the opening and closing tactics, it's good to use the ok tactics.
Then, one says o and the other says k.
"No problem." Longma nodded, then lowered his body and stood in front of the net, "you still have lots more to work on!"
Many people were speechless. Facing their father, they could still say such provocatively, so they deserved to be Ryuma Echizen. To be precise, the people from the Echizen family were extremely arrogant.
"my tennis won't let anyone have scoffed at the chance." I also spoke coldly, and then looked at Ekimaemi Miro, with a strong sense of fighting in his purple eyes.
"What does it mean?" People who don't understand English began to wonder why these two people spoke English?
"What Echizen Ryoma said was 'You are still far from it' Chiyo said 'My tennis won't give anyone a chance to laugh at it.'" Jibu's voice was very gorgeous, so he spoke to everyone
The person explained.
Well... countless people are getting dark, why are these two guys not only like to speak English, but also their meanings are disdain and provocative.
"Hmph!" Longma snorted coldly, obviously unhappy, I snatched his attention, and then he closed his eyes and opened it again, his body was surrounded by bright gas.
Seeing the dragon horse standing in front suddenly opened its severity and training to the limit, although I don’t like to show off, I can’t refuse to accept the provocation of the dragon horse.
Holding the racket in my left hand, standing sideways, my eyes suddenly closed, and when I opened it again, my body was already wrapped in black air, and a sharp murderous aura flashed in my eyes.
"The limit of hard work!"
"The limit of darkness and demise!"
Everyone was exclaiming from outside the court. Unexpectedly, they would see such a tense matchup at the beginning. There were two singles geniuses on this side, and the other side was the world's number one many years ago. This duel was too sharp.
"Two good boys, they came up with their tricks from the beginning. So should I take you seriously?"
"No need." He said in unison. If the uncle (the stinky old man) takes it seriously, he will definitely lose very quickly, which is absolutely impossible. Moreover, in the face of such a game, there is no need to show all the cards.
It seems that these two kids are still showing off, but they can't just make these two kids happy.
"Uncle, are you interested in playing a game?" I spoke coldly, and the black air on my body moved over unconsciously, and then leaned against Minamijiro.
"If you have something to say, take away your darkness." Seeing the cold-blooded and bone-eroding cold air coming, Nanjiro pouted, don't lean over, it's really cold, okay?
"Let's play a few more balls." Ryuma walked towards the tennis frame placed outside the court, then grabbed 10 tennis balls from it, and after throwing it, his figure turned into several and hit ten balls at Minamiro.
Go past.
Nanjiro looked at the ten balls flying over and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you have become much stronger in your teenager."
But listening to the sound of thumping balls, ten balls flew towards me, and the uncle actually hit all of them so easily. Obviously, Longma never expected it, and I was also a little surprised.
But when I was hitting the ball, I threw a ball again, and then hit all the balls in the blink of an eye.
"11? Not bad." Nanjiro nodded, and then easily hit the ball back again. We were hit now, but Ryuma could not receive 11 balls.
I threw a ball again and then went back with the 11 balls that flew over.
"12? Can't you tell me." Nanjiro still danced the racket a few times as if it was simple, and then took 12 balls and rushed towards me again. Aren't you? Is the uncle really that powerful?