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33 Turn your right hand outward

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"Right hand?"

Seeing King Ren switch the racket to his right hand, Hu Lang raised his eyebrows. From the looks of it, the other party was going to serve.

"What a pity." He sighed in his heart.

King Ren had great potential. He could be of great use after a month of training, but Hu Lang didn't like him anymore.

It is said that those who know others are wise, and those who know themselves are wise.

Perhaps it was because of the consecutive victories in the past two days that the other party had become arrogant. Shaking his head, Hu Lang's eyes gleamed. Perhaps it was time for him to show the difference between them.

Whoosh!

At this moment, King Ren moved his left hand and threw the tennis ball up. At the same time, he stomped on the ground and leaped high into the air.

"As expected, it's spinning outward!"

Hu Lang was even more certain about his opinion of King Ren. He was even more determined to teach him a painful lesson.

Swoosh!

As King Ren raised his right arm, the racket flashed behind his head and hit the falling tennis ball. At the same time, he recalled every move Minamijiro made when he served the ball.

Natural, casual, and self-confidence rooted in both.

Bang!

The tennis ball was hit by the racket, and the crisp sound of hitting the ball rang out. Instantly, the tennis ball shot out.

Whoosh!

Pale yellow. The first year students only saw a blur before the ball landed in front of Hu Lang.

"So fast!" Inoue exclaimed.

Marui and Ryu's expressions changed as well. It wasn't because of the speed of Ren's serve, but because they felt a certain charm from it.

It was a charm that could only be understood and could not be explained in words!

Bang!

The tennis ball landed on the ground and began to spin at high speed.

sizzling

Hu Lang was not slow. He immediately moved his body to the side and raised the racket with his right hand, pretending to hit back.

Swoosh!

However, the spinning tennis ball on the ground suddenly bounced up and headed straight for his face.

"Oh no!"

Hu Lang was shocked and quickly hid his head.

Slash!

The spinning tennis ball created a whirlwind that blew against his face, causing Hu Lang to grit his teeth. With a clang, the tennis ball hit the barbed wire and embedded itself in it. The people standing outside the barbed wire were so scared that they retreated.

“15-0!”

The entire place was silent.

Shock, astonishment, curiosity, whether they were from the tennis club or not, whether they were the main team or not, everyone was shocked by King Ren's serve. Including Hu Lang, who was still stiff.

"Gulp!"

Hu Lang swallowed his saliva and cold sweat appeared on his chocolate-like skin. If he had dodged the serve a little slower, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"I didn't expect your serve to be so powerful!”

He shook his head and his eyes darkened as he sized up the silver-blue haired opponent. A faint smile and a hint of fatigue that had yet to be relieved. Hu Lang suddenly found that he couldn't see through this guy.

"This external rotation."

Outside the arena, Liu rubbed his chin, and an unnoticeable glint flashed across his narrowed eyes.

"It seems that he has mastered the essence of external rotation!”

At this moment, a gentle and slightly magnetic voice sounded. Marui and Ryu turned their heads and saw Yukimura and Sanada walking over together. Behind the two of them was Shiba Saori, whose eyes were filled with hearts.

The second and third-year students also reacted and quickly greeted the two of them. Yukimura nodded and stood in the middle.

Whoosh!

King Ren threw the ball again and jumped up with both feet off the ground. He flipped his right hand behind his head and hit the tennis ball.

"Oh?"

Yukimura was a little surprised, and Sanada's eyes were also filled with surprise.

Bang!

The tennis ball flew toward Hu Lang. The previous encounter was still there, so he did not dare to be careless. He quickly moved his body to the side and swung the racket with his right hand faster than before. However, he missed.

"Oh no!"

Hu Lang broke out in a cold sweat. The tennis ball that was still hovering on the ground suddenly bounced up. He was so scared that he quickly shrunk his neck and avoided the ball.

“30-0!”

It was too slow!

Hu Lang's heart sank as he dodged the tennis ball. His serve was slower than the previous one. As a result, he returned the ball too early and almost suffered a big loss.

"He can actually control the timing of the tennis ball's bounce?”

On the other side of the crowd, Inoue looked at King Ren in surprise. "Has this guy really not touched a racket for two years?”

Shock, doubt, surprise!

Many emotions were mixed in Inoue's heart. He felt that he had a role in this issue of the tennis weekly magazine.

He quickly took out the camera that he had prepared beforehand and took a few close-ups of King Ren who was throwing the tennis ball.

"Uh…"

Cang Lian's heart was slightly stifled, but he soon sighed.

"I hope your dreams come true."

Shaking his head, he turned around and left the field.

......

Bang!

“40-0!”

......

Bang!

“game! Ren Wang, 2-2, exchange court!”

Hu Lang could barely cope with the four consecutive shots, but the results were minimal. This game was easily won by Ren Wang.

Outside the field, the two players passed each other as they exchanged positions.

King Ren remained silent like before. Hu Lang, on the other hand, felt a faint pressure.

"This guy!"

Glancing at King Ren, Hu Lang clenched his fists. He did not expect that this person's talent was even more terrifying than he had estimated.

"In just a week, you have practiced that serve to this extent. Yazhi, I have to admit that you are indeed very powerful.”

He stood in his position, took out his tennis ball, and threw it up. Then, he half-jumped to hit the ball.

Bang!

The tennis ball flew away and landed on King Ren's right hand side with a bang. He didn't dare to be careless. He walked closer, but when he looked up, he found Hu Lang standing in front of the net.

The ball was locked!

Looking at Hu Lang's impeccable defense, King Ren's eyes darkened and he raised his hand to hit the tennis ball back.

Whoosh!

Just as the tennis ball flew over the net, a racket followed up and cut the tennis ball in half.

Bang!

The tennis ball shook and shot out like a cannonball. It hit King Ren's feet with a loud bang, but he couldn't react at all.

"Whoosh!"

"Fire Rat Cannon, intercept!" Hu Lang said.”

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