"Little ghost, I advise you to come to your senses as soon as possible!"

As soon as Nagayama Shinhe saw the ignorance in the heart of Pingguba and Zhinian Kuan, the fire of ignorance suddenly rose.

New hatred and old hatred are surging into my heart.

"Heh... Defeated! ”

Hirataniba's eyes were full of contempt, and this also deeply stung Nagayama and Kagami.

Nagayama and Kagami still remember the look in their first grade when they were at Higa Junior High School Tennis Club.

The smell of gunpowder between the two sides made the referee a little nervous, and he was even worried that the two players would fight on the court.

But fortunately, both sides are quite restrained, after all, Nagayama and Kagami also know very well that if they really make a move, they will not be opponents at all.

These little ghosts have all practiced Okinawan martial arts.

"At the beginning of the match, the first set was decided, and the service game of Nagayama Shintsuru of Shangzhi Middle School."

......

Harumi Saotome, who was sitting on the sidelines, once again gave Nagayama and Kagami a look in the eyes, and he didn't want to see any surprises in this match.

Nagayama and Kagami nodded, and in order to get revenge, they always kept in mind the battle policy that their advisors had set for them.

Tennis isn't that simple.

Nagayama Shinzuru looked up and down at the bodies of Hirataniba and Zhiniankuan, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Bang!

The racket in Nagayama's hand swings over his head at a slightly oblique angle, a common stance for sidespin serves.

However, Nagayama's sidespin serve is just a child's level in Amuro's opinion.

After landing, the tennis ball bounced off in a few moments, and with Nagayama's level, it was naturally impossible to bounce directly into the player's face like Ryoma's out-spin serve.

The limit of what he can do is aim for Hiratani's knee.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Pingguba sneered disdainfully, this level of attack is also called an attack?

I saw that Pingguchang pulled away half a step and quickly bent his knees and squatted down sharply, and his super balance made his body not shake at all.

The racket in Pinggu's hand was lifted straight up from behind, and the racket blocked the rebounding tennis ball impartially.

Akai nodded silently on the side, it seemed that he was overly worried.

With the strength of Hiratani and others, even if the other party wants to play any tricks, they can easily deal with it.

Kagami glanced up and slammed her feet into the air, his eyes full of banter.

These first-year imps don't think that he and Nagayama's goal is only on this court.

Boom!

There was a flash of fierceness in Kagami's eyes, and his arm slashed in the air in an exaggerated range.

"Die!"

Kagami roared in her heart, and the ball was aimed directly at Amuro Jin, who was sitting in the coach's seat on the sidelines.

"Be careful!"

Akai's pupils shrank slightly, he didn't expect that the target of these people would actually be Amuro.

Just when everyone was shocked, Amuro's right hand poked out like lightning.

A pair of fleshy palms grasped the tennis ball that was approaching him impartially.

"It's so dangerous..."

"The president, he's really amazing!"

The members of Higa Junior High School breathed a sigh of relief, and Amuro's performance made them even more excited.

The gaze hidden by the wooden hand under the thick lens became extremely dangerous, and he made a throat-slitting motion for Hirataniba and Zhinian Kuan.

Nagayama and Kagami's actions made the anger in Kite's heart almost uncontrollable.

"Oops, I'm so embarrassed. Sorry for the momentary miss. ”

Kagami didn't expect Amuro Jin to be able to grab his killing ball with his bare hands, and he looked a little stunned after landing on the ground.

He then stepped forward to apologize to Amuro, who would have been punished by the referee if he didn't.

"This player should be careful about your behavior."

But even so, the referee gave Kagami a warning.

Kagami nodded yes again and again, and that hypocritical smile made Hirataniba and Chi Nunkuan clench the rackets in their hands.

The other party dared to do something to Amuro Jin, which was unforgivable for the two of them personally.

Although Amuro often "forced" them to drink strange drinks on weekdays, every time they woke up from a fainting, they found that their physical strength had almost recovered.

It's just that Amuro's drink is very effective, but the taste is really flattering.

......

Bang!

Nagayama's sidespin serve is swung again from behind the left service line, and this half-hung sidespin serve naturally cannot be effective against Zhinian Kuan.

With a gloomy face, Zhinian Kuan suddenly waved his racket, and a pale yellow beam of light ran through the midline.

"Oops, what a scary expression."

After seeing the expressions on the faces of Chinokukan and Hiraniba, Nagayama and Kagami knew that the shot they had just made had succeeded.

The two first-year imps were angered by their success.

Now all they have to do is keep making these two first-year imps lose their minds, and that's what they do best.

But what Nagayama and Kagami didn't think about was what would happen to those who angered Hirataniba and Chi Nunku.

"Rice spoon Qian!"

The pace of Hirataniba is unusually fast, and it is even more relaxed in the face of Nagayama and Kagami, who are not as good as them.

Pingguba, who landed first, lowered his arm slightly, and his wrist could even be said to be overloaded with this ball.

Bang!

Pale yellow tennis balls swim in mid-air like poisonous snakes.

Kagami tried to intercept the ball, but his clumsy footwork could not keep up with the speed of Rice Spoon's change.

The most difficult thing about curved balls like Rice Spoon Qian is its weird ball path.

"What!"

Nagayama in the backcourt was just trying to intercept the ball, but he found that the ball seemed to be flying towards him.

Nagayama's body knee-jerked to avoid the ball, but to his horror, no matter how he dodged the ball, it seemed to be firmly locked onto himself as if he had installed a GPS positioning.

In the next second, a huge force slammed into Yongshan's abdomen, and in an instant, his abdomen turned over and overturned into the sea.

"Gross... Vomit..."

Yongshan, who was kneeling on the ground, covered his abdomen and kept retching, tears and nose kept flowing.

"Oops, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect this to hit you. ”

Pingguba had a professional smirk on his face, and his eyes were full of coldness as he stood in front of the net and looked at Yongshan condescendingly.

No one can get away with it after making a move on Amuro, and when it comes to violent style of play, they are better at it than Nagayama's group.

The referee hesitated for a moment and did not warn Hiratani, after all, the goal just now looked like Nagayama had hit it himself.

It's normal to play ball, and it's normal to have a little action.