"Hiss!"
After a short silence.
The people around them all gasped.
Domineering.
Too domineering!
Shen Liming's words could be felt by the audience even from ten meters away.
If Shen Liming completely let go of his aura, what kind of scene would it be with these words?
No one dared to think about it.
"How arrogant! So handsome!"
Shiba Saori was ecstatic. She raised her camera and aimed it at Shen Liming, snapping pictures of him.
He had already treated this match as a meet-and-greet for his idol.
It had to be said that when one fell in love with a person.
Shiba Saori was a good example.
It passed by the photo she had taken of Shen Li Ming.
Each one of them was able to display seventy to eighty percent of Shen Liming's charm.
On the other side.
Qie Yuan was so angry that his teeth were about to shatter.
There was a moment.
His eyes were blocked by Shen Liming's words.
His forehand was not good, his backhand was weak, his footsteps were messy, he was not qualified...
These words turned into sharp arrows that pierced into Qiehara's heart.
He could not help but feel his blood surging.
Slowly.
There were a few faint traces of blood in Qie Yuan's eyes, but it was not obvious.
However, this scene was easily perceived by Shen Li Ming.
Even though he had already closed his eyes, the change in Qie Yuan's aura told him.
Qie Yuan was already starting to get worked up.
"What's wrong? You don't even have the courage to serve?”
"Afraid?"
"Or do you want to give up?"
Shen Liming spoke slowly and calmly.
At this moment.
The calmer Shen Liming was and the more casual his tone was, the greater the stimulation to Qie Yuan.
As expected.
Shen Liming spoke again.
Qie Yuan's eyes turned red.
Scarlet Eyes Cut the Plains!
His personality had become even more evil than before.
However, he still maintained his basic rationality.
He picked up the tennis ball and looked at Shen Liming with bloodthirsty eyes.
"Bastard! Go to hell!"
"Look at my knuckles!"
Whoosh!
Qie Yuan gripped the tennis ball tightly with his five fingers.
He squeezed it hard.
The strength was so great that the tennis ball began to slightly distort.
Whoosh!
Qie Yuan used all his strength to swing his arm upwards.
This shot seemed to have used all of Qie Yuan's strength.
The tennis ball was like an arrow that had been released from the bowstring. It kept spinning and twisting irregularly.
It moved back and forth in the air, drawing a curved arc straight towards Shen Liming.
The ball landed in front of Shen Liming.
After a violent friction, it bounced toward his knee.
This was Qieyuan's unique skill in serving, the knuckle serve.
The irregular bounce and the extremely unstable landing point were the difficult points of this ball.
"Hmph, open your eyes!"
"Just wait for the ball!"
Qie Yuan snorted coldly in his heart.
But something unexpected happened.
"Your speed is not bad, and your strength is also acceptable.”
"The ball control is weak."
"Knuckle serve? The principle behind it was just an irregular bouncing ball.”
"In the irregular bouncing ball chapter of elementary micro-tennis, uncontrollable irregular bouncing balls are inferior techniques.”
Shen Liming's voice had just faded.
He waved his arm lightly, and Qieyuan could not even see the movement clearly.
Bang!
The tennis ball had already been hit back by Shen Liming and landed on the diagonal line of his court.
He then jumped back and landed beside Qieyuan's feet.
"No, I'm not. Irregular bouncing ball?"
Qie Yuan was stunned as he looked at the tennis ball at his feet.
"Little fellow, take a good look."
Shen Li Ming reminded.
Qie Yuan frowned and looked back.
When he saw it, his pupils immediately widened!
This ball was not only a corner kick from the end line, but it also hit the end line.
It was accurate.
One centimeter more and he would be out of bounds.
In other words, Shen Liming could accurately control the landing point of this irregular bouncing ball.
On the other side.
All the members of Lihai Club who were present were completely convinced by Shen Liming's shot.
To them, this shot was simply art.
It also indirectly cleared Shen Li Ming's name.
"Lord Shenli! You can even hit back with that kind of racket?"
"Did you see that? It's unbelievable! So fast! I didn't even see it clearly!"
"So handsome! This is the first time I've seen Lord Kamiri-sama on the court! Ahhhh! I'm pregnant!"
"Lord Kami-ri ~ This shot hit my heart ~~~"
"Excuse me, my urine is yellow. Let me wake up this sissy who doesn't want Bi Lian!”
......
On the other side.
"Senior Inoue! Senior Inoue!"
"Senior, what's wrong with you? I'm asking you a question!"
Shiba Saori's shout pulled Moriya Inoue back to his senses.
"What? Sorry, what do you want to ask?"
"I was too engrossed just now."
Inoue Mamoru turned around.
Shen Liming's shot just now gave him a different feeling.
It was like watching an art performance, fascinating.
It even made him feel that tennis should be played like Shen Liming.
Just one goal was enough to make people unable to stop.
If she watched Shen Liming play too much, she might really get a tennis mysophobia and would not watch anything other than his tennis.
"That's what I want to ask. What level is this return of the ball that can make you so fascinated?”
"Although he's very handsome, it's not to the extent that you didn't hear him, right?”
Shiba Saori was very curious.
"It's no exaggeration to say that this return of the ball made me feel that it was a world-class art.”
"It's a feeling that even many professional tennis players can't get.”
Inoue Mamoru gave a very high evaluation.
"Really? Why can't I tell?"
"Because you don't know much about tennis.”
Inoue Mamoru paused for a moment before continuing to explain to Shiba Saori.
"The more people understand the basic rules of tennis, the more they can see the value of this return.”
"Whether it is the angle of return, control of the ball, or the strength of the ball, they are all very particular.”
"No matter what, there is no way to play such a smooth operation and visual experience.”
"It's simply like the counterattack template in the textbooks!”
"If this video is recorded, it can be used as quality teaching content for many tennis training institutions!”
Shika Saji finally understood after listening to Mamoru Inoue's words.
"So it's that powerful. No wonder I felt that it was pleasing to the eye just now!”
Inoue Mamoru nodded and reminded him again,""Don't forget that this visual feast was played with that broken tennis racket. It requires a very high flexibility of the wrist!”
"It can be called a professional level!"
"As expected of the legend of Lihai University's tennis club!”
"Just this ball alone is enough to be worthy of the word 'legendary'!”
The more they talked, the more they felt that Shen Liming's tennis was incredible.
Especially Inoue Mamoru.
After watching Shen Liming's shot, he made a decision in his heart.
Pay close attention to Shen Liming!
Aoki's Echizen Ryuma might not be famous.
But once Shen Liming appeared in the National League, he would definitely become famous!
No! Maybe it wasn't just the National League, it might even be a pro.
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