"Oh? Your traffic light serve is pretty good. ”

Amuro's eyes were dripping.

Just now, he saw the discoloration in the eyes of the traces.

It can't be said to be a little similar to a traffic light, only to say that it is exactly the same.

"What a traffic light serve! This is Don Whither serve! ”

"Don Wyser!"

Traces were a little angry, he didn't want the trick he had finally mastered to be inexplicably named such a strange name as a traffic light serve.

"Ding! Sentiment point +4168 from Keigo Keibe. ”

Such a large amount of harvest made Amuro Jin smile with satisfaction.

It's been a long time since he's harvested so many emotional points at once.

"Okay, okay, Tang Huaiser serves, Tang Huaiser serves."

Amuro shrugged.

"Humph! Really! ”

"You guy's bad taste, Amuro!"

With a cold snort, he turned his head behind the left service line.

Phew!

The yellow ball was tossed away again.

Immediately after that, the trace leaned back again, and the colorful light in his eyes locked on the tennis ball again.

The body is like a bow at the full moon, and the longbow that is ready to fire loosens the string of the cow's tendons.

Peng!

Extremely strong wrist strength is the key to this goal.

Winter ~ Winter ~ Winter ~ Winter ~

The ball was clinging to the ground and speeding towards the baseline, and the sound of tennis balls hitting the ground was constantly heard along the way.

But you can't see the tennis ball bouncing.

"Game, Keigo Keibe, 30:0."

......

"Well... What a great serve! ”

"Can't even Amuro Jin in Higa Province deal with it?"

"This ball won't bounce, who can deal with it!"

After seeing the amazing trajectory of Tang Huaiser's serve again, everyone at the scene finally began to discuss.

Keigo of the Ice Emperor.

The audience finally got a glimpse of the strength of this king who reigned over the Ice Emperor.

"Tezuka, this ball looks like your Zero Short Ball."

Fuji tilted his head and smiled.

It's just that there is a little more coldness in Fuji's smile.

The traces of the Ice Emperor are indeed not to be underestimated.

"Hmm. The principle is roughly the same, except that the ball in the trace part is more taxing on the wrist. ”

Tezuka nodded vigorously.

The principle of Tang Huaiser's serve is naturally no secret to Tezuka.

He can also draw a gourd to hit a serve like this.

But Tezuka knew that if it was himself, Tang Huaise's serve might not be perfect.

There may be a slight bounce.

But this slight bounce will greatly reduce the power of Tang Wise's serve.

It's not just two words that don't bounce up and bounce slightly.

And the reason why Jibu was able to do this was mainly due to his terrible wrist strength.

He is good at smashing the traces, and his wrist strength is also a must.

Tezuka's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly remembered what Amuro had said to him before.

If the zero is applied to the serve, it will be much more powerful than the previous short ball.

The threat to the opponent is completely different from the zero serve and the zero short ball.

The former can be said to be an unsolvable trick, while the latter has flaws.

......

"Don Wyser serves!"

The traces on the field leaned back again, and there seemed to be a vortex stirring between the waist and abdomen.

The terrifying explosiveness was all poured into this ball, and the tennis ball that shot out was incredibly fast and imposing.

Winter ~ Winter ~ Winter ~ Winter ~

Another wave of dust plowed over the ground.

The hard ground left a deep bone-visible mark.

"Game, Keigo Keibe, 40:0."

......

"Isn't there a way for Amuro to take this trick?"

In the middle school of Higa, Jia Fei raised his eyebrows.

There are not many people who can use the serve to get a triple from Amuro's hand.

To be precise, the trace is still the first one.

"It's impossible. There is no invincible trick in this world. ”

"Amuro can't be trapped by a serve."

Pingguba chuckled.

"By that way, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Tian Renzhi sneered.

"I'm just saying it casually, Amuro certainly doesn't have a problem with him."

Kai is naturally not really worried, but he just doesn't understand why Amuro hasn't fought back.

Everyone in Higa has great faith in Amuro.

on the field.

The trail is back to the left service line.

He's going to win this first game.

Taking a deep breath, he leaned back again.

What Tang Huaiser wants to serve is to be consistent, and there can be no slightest breath in the middle.

"Don Wyser serves!"

After suppressing himself to the extreme, he swung the racket in his hand again.

欻欻欻~~

The sound of this ball breaking through the air is extraordinary.

After crossing the net, the ball quickly fell and fell to the very front of the receiving area in front of Amuro.

"Land Shrinkage!"

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and a purple figure had reached the back of the tennis ball.

Stride down and squat, draw the knife and slash.

Peng!

The ball floated high over the net.

"What! Don Wyser's serve... Beaten back! ”

Ryo Shishido gasped.

Amuro Jin was able to fight back even with such a serve?!

Sou!

The trace didn't have time to think about it, and flew forward and jumped up in two steps.

Peng!

The killing ball is like a meteor falling to the ground, setting off a wave of surging air.

However.

A purple figure soared into the air.

"Goose Volley!"

Peng!

Amuro Jin directly hit the smash ball back in mid-air.

Winter!

The tennis ball slammed into the ground behind the trace, and the trail that landed could even feel the ground trembling slightly.

"Game, Amuro, 15:40."

......

"The killer of the trace... Was it beaten back before it landed? ”

Dashi was stunned.

He didn't see the confrontation at all at all.

"What a volley!"

Kikumaru's face was extremely solemn.

Kikumaru, who is also good at volleying in front of the net, naturally knows the difficulty of Amuro's goal just now.

The smash ball itself has an amazing speed, and if you want to hit it back with a volley, you have to grasp the fleeting hit point.

It's not easy to do that.

At least Kikumaru can't do it himself.

"Do you kill the ball back with a volley..."

Fuji muttered in his heart.

Amuro's goal just now made a thought pop into his mind.

It's just that this idea is a little crazy for Fuji.

......

on the field.

Kibe looked back at the tennis ball in his backcourt.

"Humph! Okay, Amuro, you caught such a little mistake. ”

Jibu snorted coldly.

He made a mistake on Tang Wyser's serve just now.

As a result, Tang Huaiser's serve rebounded a little at the moment it landed.

And the trace really saw it, and Amuro Jin seized the moment when the tennis ball rebounded and picked it up.

"Heh... Even if you don't miss your Don Wether serve, I can hit it back. ”

Amuro said with a smile.

There is no such thing as an invincible trick in this world.

It's the same whether it's a Tang Wether serve or a zero serve.

"Humph! Don't talk big there, if you have the ability, you can call back and see! ”

The trace department didn't believe Amuro's nonsense.

He believes that as long as he doesn't make mistakes, he can definitely score points.

Phew!

A ball was thrown, and the body of the trace leaned back again.

"Don Wyser serves!"

Peng!

It was a perfect goal, and it was clear that the track was intent on ending the game with this one.

"Land Shrinkage!"

Blazing fast!

Amuro Jin left an afterimage in place, and this astonishing speed immediately caused an exclamation at the scene.

Swish!

Peng!

The trajectory of the high hanging ball fluttered in the air, and the trace was instantly stunned.

Winter!

"Game, Amuro, 30:40."

......

"How is this possible!"

Trace's eyes widened.

The serve just now of Tang Wyser obviously didn't make any mistakes.

"I said, even if you don't make a mistake, I can hit your Tang Wyser serve back."

Amuro Jin stood up and smiled slightly.

"Amuro, you guy!"

Jibu's face turned cold, he didn't believe that such a thing would happen.

Phew!

"Don Wyser serves!"

Peng!

After the serve, the traces watched Amuro's movements tightly.

This time he must see it clearly.

Swish!

Peng!

Amuro slid forward and leaned over to pick up the ball.

The action in one go looks so pleasing to the eye.

"There's such a thing!"

Traces of the heart set off a stormy wave, and he hurriedly rushed towards the landing point of the high hanging ball.

......

"Tezuka, do you know what's going on?"

Kan Sadaji turned his head to look at Tezuka.

He didn't see how Amuro Jin did it, and hit back the Tang Huaiser serve in the tracks.

But he thought Tezuka must have seen something.

"It's gas. Amuro used his breath before hitting the ball to bounce off his serve. ”

Tezuka said with a deep breath.

If he hadn't known about the existence of qi, I'm afraid even he wouldn't have figured out how Amuro Jin did it.

"What!"

Hearing this, everyone in Qingxue was shocked.

Make a tennis ball bounce with gas?!

If it weren't for the training with the people in the country of Higa, they wouldn't have believed that such a thing happened.

Anger is something that ordinary people really can't understand.

......

Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin, and the score was 1:0."

"The two sides changed places."

This game is really a big ups and downs for the trace department.

First, he won the match point of this game with three yuan in a row, and then Amuro Jin scored again and again to break his serve.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

It's a terrible feeling.

"Trace, you were going to use the traffic light to serve first, right?"

"You shouldn't have used your traffic light serve many times, right? Inning? ”

Amuro Jin looked at the wrist of the trace and smiled.

Tang Huaiser's serve is a huge burden on the wrist, and it is absolutely impossible to use it too many times in terms of the current track.

I'm afraid that the game just now is already the limit of the trace department.

"Traffic light!

”

"It's Tang Huaise, how many times do you guys want me to say it before he can remember it!"

The black lines on his forehead continued, and he knew that this guy Amuro Jin did it on purpose.

He finally felt Amuro's bad taste.

However, the face of the trace who crouched down also became solemn.

Amuro Jin wasn't wrong, his Tang Whither serve is currently unusable too many times.

If you use it too much, you will accumulate a lot of burden on your wrist.

Originally, he was only going to use one game, which was the first game.

Give Amuro Jin a dismount.

Who would have thought that there would be an accident in this first game.

Not only did it exceed the definition that the trace department originally gave itself, but even the final victory was not won.

......

Offense and defense are exchanged, and it is Amuro's turn to serve.

Phew!

Amuro threw the tennis ball in his hand.

Then his actions stunned many people present.

I saw that Amuro Jin also leaned back and lowered his waist, and his feet were firmly rooted on the ground.

"This is! Don Wyser serves! ”

Ryo Shishido blurted out, isn't this the same Tang Huaise's serve from the previous traces?!

"Don Wyser serves!"

The strong thrust between his waist and abdomen caused Amuro's arm to pull upwards.

Peng!

The golden arc of light hung straight into the half of the track.

Winter ~ Winter ~ Winter ~ Winter ~

The ball ploughed forward close to the ground, and the smoke and dust billowed like a long dragon.

"Game, Amuro, 15:0."

Xu was numb from watching too much, and the referee didn't seem to have any feelings at all about Amuro's Tang Huaise's serve.

It's just a mechanical way to report the score.

......

"It's really Tang Huaiser's serve from the trace department!"

"How is this possible!"

Ryo Shishido looked incredulous.

"Amuro, this guy is getting scary."

His strength has also recovered a lot, and he is also very concerned about this game.

In Shinobi's opinion, Amuro Jin is even more terrifying than last year.

The side of Qingxue.

"Tezuka, is this selfless?"

Oishi asked, turning his head.

"No, Amuro hasn't opened the realm of selflessness yet."

Tezuka gave an answer.

This goal was simulated by Amuro Jin with his own strength.

"What a monster..."

Just by looking at it, you can learn to serve Tang Huaise, who is able to learn the traces, and this kind of thing is only possible in the eyes of everyone in Qingxue, Amuro Jin, who is like a monster.

......

Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro, and the score was 2:0."

It was the same Tang Whither serve, but it was a different ending.

Amuro Jin won her service game with only four balls on Tang Huaiser's serve.

"Trace, your traffic light serve is pretty good."

Amuro said with a smile.

"You guy!"

The roots of his teeth itched, but he couldn't do anything about Amuro.

"Ding! Sentiment point +4876 from Keigo Keibe. ”

After another harvest, Amuro Jin returned to the bottom line with a satisfied smile.

Tang Huaiser's serve in the trace department is really unable to fight back by ordinary people, and it is indeed a one-hit serve.

"Humph! Amuro this guy! ”

Traces pursed their lips, and to be honest, they were a little shocked after seeing Amuro Jin hit his Tang Waise serve.

After all, it was a trick that I had practiced hard for a long time to master, and now I learned it by being used by others.

This is still somewhat difficult for the trace department to accept.

However, it was a second thought that he had lost to his own trick.

It's not so uncomfortable to think about it this way.

Kibe looked at his wrist.

He knew he couldn't play Don Whither serve anymore.

Even if he reluctantly played Tang Huaiser again, he couldn't achieve the perfect degree of tightness.

The eyes of the trace were glowing with coldness, and a powerful spiritual power merged into the eyes of the trace department.

On this hot summer day, Amuro Jin actually felt a hint of coolness.

After a moment, Trace's eyes widened.

"How is this possible! There are no dead spots at all!"

Jibu's heart was shocked.

At this moment, the waves in the heart of the trace department are much bigger than when Amuro Jin hit Tang Huaise's serve before.

"If you want to see through my dead ends, you have to practice for a few more years."

Probably seeing the horror in the eyes of the traces, the corners of Amuro's mouth raised.

"Less proud there!"

Jibu snorted coldly, he didn't believe that there would be no dead spots on Amuro's body.

Peng!

The trace leaned forward half a step forward, and with a wave of his arm, a powerful topspin serve shot out with a roar.

Even if you can't see Amuro's dead end, you won't give up.

He believes that with his eyesight, he will be able to glimpse the blind spots hidden by Amuro Jin in the sports battle.

......

"Strange, doesn't the Ice Emperor's trace have that trick to attack the opponent's dead end?"

"Why don't you use it?"

After watching the game in the venue, Momojo asked with some confusion.

Right now, the traces of the Ice Emperor have fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and there shouldn't be any plans to hide their strength at this time, right?!

"Because of the trace, he can't see through Amuro's blind spot at all."

Tezuka said surgingly.

He was well aware of the difference in strength between Kibe and Amuro.

No matter how strong the eyesight of the trace is, it can't see through Amuro's blind spots.

"Doesn't that mean he's lost?"

Momojo showed a happy smile, and he could finally see the deflated appearance of this guy in the trace.

"According to my information, the chances of him winning are zero."

Kan Sadaji pushed his glasses and said.

"Zero?! Ah Qian, you are really absolute. ”

It's rare for Takashi Kawamura to see Kansadaji so sure of one thing.

"Data doesn't lie."

Qianzhenzhi said surgingly.

He believed that his calculations must be correct.

……

Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin, with a score of 3:0."

……

Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin, and the score was 4:0."

……

In the blink of an eye, the two rounds passed, and in the face of the Amuro Jinji Division, there was almost no ability to resist at all.

was scored again and again by Amuro Jin.

"Traces!"

Shinobi's gaze stayed on the embarrassed figure on the field.

He never believed that the guy who claimed to be going to light the way for the Ice Emperor would lose the game like this.

"Jibu, you must win!"

Shinobu silently prayed for the trace in his heart.

Although this is extremely unlikely, Shinobu is still willing to believe in miracles.