Change of venue.
Under the disdainful gaze of the first-year students, King Ren took out a tennis ball from his pocket.
Pa! Pa!
He tried to hit it twice to get a feel for it.
This match was indeed his first tennis match. As for the serve, it was naturally his first time.
"How do we fight?"
In his mind, figures of tennis players flashed past. In the end, it stopped at a red and white figure who jumped up and threw the racket from the back of his head to catch the tennis ball.
Spinning serve!
This was one of the most classic serves in the original novel, King of the Nets.
King Ren took a deep breath. The images of the outer spin serve appeared in his mind like a slide show.
He was too familiar with the Internet King. He had watched the cartoon more than 20 times. In his mind, he observed Echigami's movements once more. Then, he focused and threw the tennis ball into the air.
Whoosh!
Hu Lang shook his head and said,""I threw it high."
Swoosh!
But in the next moment, King Ren jumped up.
"This…" Hu Lang was stunned for a moment, but then he forced a smile and said,"Is this guy's first serve?”
It didn't matter if he threw it too big since he still had two shots left. However, King Ren's " remedy " made him laugh and cry.
Indeed, when the 1.73-meter tall King Ren jumped up, his feet and hands were not in sync. It looked like a fat man dancing in a circus. For tennis, which emphasized elegance, it was too unsightly.
Bang!
However, King Ren's racket still touched the tennis ball.
However, the tennis ball that was hit hit hit the net with a bang.
"A serve error!"
The referee Nakagawa spoke. He was expressionless, but there was some doubt in his heart. "This guy is the Prince Ren that Nakajou-kun has always hated? That's too low."
The 'low' he was referring to wasn't King Ren, but rather, it was Nakajo. As a member of the Sea King team, although they weren't as outstanding as the main candidates, they still had their own pride.
"To hold a grudge against a tennis layman for two years, Nakajo is too petty.”
At the same time, he regretted what he had just done. If Vice Minister Sanada found out, he would definitely die a horrible death.
"Forget it. Since we've already done it, we'll do it to the end!”
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and King Ren's serve also touched the net for the second time. "Double fault, 0-15!”
"Sigh, I can see that this is the first time this guy is playing tennis.”Hu Lang smiled bitterly.
It was rare to make a double mistake. Especially since King Ren's opponent was also Chujo, he could easily beat a guy with a score of 6:0.
Marui shook his head.”
......
Pa!
"A serve error!"
The tennis ball hit the net again. Nakagawa pursed his lips in disdain and said,""Double fault, 0-30!"
"Whoosh!"
King Ren let out a long breath. He didn't expect the 12-year-old Echizen in the original novel to be able to easily hit the serve, but it was actually so difficult to put it into practice.
But at the same time, he knew that giving up easily would only make him lose even more miserably.
Whoosh!
The tennis ball was thrown up again, and Hu Lang, who was outside the court, couldn't help but cover his eyes."Doesn't this guy have a brain? Why did you throw it so high?"
Marui's eyes flashed when he saw the height of Ren's jump and the position of his racket spin.
Bang!
The tennis ball was hit by the racket, and it immediately shook violently. Under the suppression of King Ren's arm, the tennis ball drew a parabola and landed beside Nakajo's feet with a bang.
"It crossed the net?"
"And it's a close-range ball?"
Looking at the middle bar of King Ren's serve leisurely, his expression suddenly changed, but then a sneer appeared on his face."Not bad, not bad. You've improved a lot, but"
However, just as he was about to catch the ball, a yellow light suddenly flashed in front of him. He was so frightened that his neck shrank back, and his back was covered in cold sweat.
"So, so fast!"
Cold sweat trickled down his cheeks, and his scalp felt a little numb. If he had dodged a little slower, the tennis ball might have hit his face.
"Coincidence, yes, it was a coincidence."
He comforted himself in his heart, and the first years around the field had just recovered from their state of being clay sculptures.
"So powerful!"
"Did you see that? Did you see that serve just now?”
"Yes, it actually bounced up at that angle. Isn't this…isn't this…"
"Spinning serve!" Marui said.
His eyes became brighter and brighter. From the beginning, he realized that Ren Wang's movements were very similar to the serving posture of a certain young guy on the team.
Hu Lang nodded and smiled bitterly. "But I guess this is the first time this guy has played this kind of ball."
In the distance, a young man in a coat smiled and said,"What do you think?"
"Although it isn't very standard, it is indeed an external rotation.”The young man with narrowed eyes said.
The young man in the cap also spoke, but he only spat out two words,"Rude!"
Indeed, Ren Wang's serve, whether it was the action of the serve or the quality of the serve, was far inferior to the standard spin serve. This evaluation was very fair.
However, it was this serve that shocked Nakagawa so much that he was speechless.
"Hey, referee."
Prince Ren pointed his racket at him and smiled.""Why aren't you judging this ball?"
"Phew." Nakagawa finally came back to his senses. Looking at the marks formed by the spinning of the tennis ball in front of Nakajo, he nodded and said,""The serve is valid, 15-30!”
Pa! Pa!
King Ren took out a tennis ball and played it a few times. He looked up at Nakajo and smiled,""Don't blink!"
Bang!
The tennis ball was sent flying. After it landed, Mo. It scraped against the ground with a sizzling sound.
Swoosh!
The rapidly bouncing tennis ball headed straight for Nakajo's face. He was so frightened that he turned his head again and barely avoided the spin ball.
Nakagawa swallowed his saliva and judged,"“30-30!”
Bang!
“40-30！”
Bang!
“game! King Ren, 1-1!"
With four consecutive outer spin balls, Ren Wang managed to keep his serve. At the same time, he became more familiar with this body.
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