Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
An orderly bouncing sound rang out, affecting everyone's hearts.
The audience held their breaths subconsciously as they stared at Zong Shen and Yukura.
"Last ball!"
Yukura gripped the racket tightly, his eyes filled with seriousness.
If he could not return the ball, he would be defeated.
"Pay attention, Little Yukimura!"
Zong Shen smiled when he saw Yukura's serious gaze, as if he was reminding him out of kindness.
Swoosh!
The moment he finished speaking, the tennis ball flew in the air. Zong Shen's gaze focused, and the strength of his grip on the racket increased.
Bang!
The moment the ball fell, Zong Shen's arm seemed to have turned into an afterimage.
The powerful racket hit the ball heavily.
Whoosh!
The surface of the racket sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the tennis ball became oval under the crushing force.
The sound of air being torn apart rang out as the tennis ball shot out explosively, instantly stirring up the surrounding airflow.
"Crash!"
Before the tennis ball reached him, an invisible force crashed into Yukura, causing his long hair to fly in the air and the corner of his clothes to rustle.
Yukura's breathing stopped. Looking at the tennis ball that was whistling toward him, he could no longer hide the shock in his eyes.
The ear-piercing sound of air being torn apart actually made him flinch.
For a moment, Yukura's body froze on the spot, unable to move at all.
Boom!
It was not until the tennis ball hit the ground and the entire ground shook that he woke up.
"Not good!"
Yukimura reacted and swept the racket at the bouncing tennis ball without thinking.
Bang!
A dull thud sounded as the tennis ball hit the racket.
Yukura wanted to fight back, but his eyes narrowed.
Strength!
Boundless power!
This seemingly ordinary tennis ball actually contained an irresistible force.
"Ha!"
Yukimura gritted his teeth and placed his other hand on the bat. With a low shout, he stepped back with his right foot and used all his strength to fight back.
Chi chi!
An ear-piercing friction sound rang out as the tennis ball spun continuously on the surface of the racket.
Yukimura looked at the ball, and his pupils slowly dilated. This was because the ball had actually twisted the surface of the racket, trying to break free from the shackles of the racket.
Whoosh!
In the end, Yukimura's arm shook, and the tennis ball pierced through the racket like a bullet.
There was a big hole in the racket, and the strings were broken.
Boom!
The tennis ball passed through the racket and fell out of bounds. The resulting movement could be felt even from far away.
"The racket actually…"
Looking at the big hole in the racket in his hand, he opened his mouth but could no longer say a word.
He finally knew that Zong Shen not only surpassed him in technique, but also in speed and strength.
"Amazing!"
"The ball actually penetrated the racket!”
"Who is that young man? Were all junior high students this powerful?”
If even Yukura was like this, then there was no need to talk about the other ordinary audience members. Everyone's gaze towards Zong Shen changed, and it was filled with shock and disbelief.
"Young man, you've lost!"
Zong Shen chuckled and retracted his racket, looking down at Yukura.
Yukimura raised his head and looked at Zong Shen. After feeling this aura, his breathing stopped.
His face turned red as if someone was choking him.
It was only after a while that he reacted. His expression changed, and finally, he looked disappointed.
He had lost!
He had never lost since he was young, but he had experienced two defeats today.
They lost to Zong Shen and Tezuka respectively.
"Thank you for your advice!"
Yukimura suppressed the unwillingness in his heart and came to the net to bow slightly to Zong Shen.
"Are you studying in Kanagawa now?”
Zong Shen looked at Yukura and suddenly thought of something.
"Hmm? Yes!"
Yukimura was stunned. He didn't expect the Zong Deity to ask this question, but he immediately reacted and nodded.
"After graduating from primary school, you can come to Qing Xue!”
Zong Shen smiled and turned to leave.
"Qing Xue?"
Yukura muttered. This sentence was like a seed that took root in his heart.
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