Qingxue has no ball to play. Why are you anxious when I go to Ice Emperor?

"Rest assured, soon, fifteen minutes. "

Kurahara Taiyi's words made the corners of everyone's mouths twitch.

"Fifteen minutes...... How dare you say it. "

Kamio Akira's face was clearly disbelieving.

Even if it were Yoshihei Tachibana, it would not be possible to say with such certainty that the game would be over in fifteen minutes.

After all, the other party is a high school student who is three or four years older.

The size gap between the two is there.

From the basics.

Compare with middle school students.

High school students are taller, more energetic, more stamina, and at the same time more experienced.

No matter how good you hit a tennis ball, it's impossible to ignore the difference in size.

Kamio Akira naturally thinks that Kurahara Taichi is talking big.

"Hahahahaha!!".

"Fifteen minutes??".

"How much do you look down on me??".

"Little ghost, no matter how nice you say, you can't escape losing in the end. "

The yellow-haired man obviously didn't believe in Kurahara Taiichi's words.

Thereupon.

The right to serve was generously ceded by the yellow-haired man to Taichi Kurahara.

Street tennis is not as good as official tennis, and it is very casual to guess the side serve.

As long as you want.

You have no problem letting the opponent serve all the time.

"If you keep letting me serve, it will be over in 10 minutes, right?"

"Would you like to try it?".

Kurahara Taiichi said with a smile squinting his eyes.

"Ten minutes, okay! I'll let you serve all the time!!".

The yellow-haired man agreed very happily.

"So...... The first goal is coming!".

Kurahara Taiichi said, throwing the tennis ball in his hand upward.

"Bang !!

".

The shot sounded.

The yellow-haired man hurriedly caught the trail of the tennis ball.

"Where's the ball?".

"Where's the ball? Didn't this kid serve??"

There was no trace of tennis on the court, and the yellow-haired man was puzzled.

"Hey, pick up the ball, throw the ball over, there's no spare ball. "

Kurahara Taiichi suddenly raised his hand and said to the yellow-haired man.

The latter was stunned.

Pick up the ball?

Hit?

Where?

Why didn't you see it?

The yellow-haired man looked around his court and raised his eyebrows.

Behind him lay a tennis ball that had just finished spinning.

"Hiss ......

".

"Why didn't I see it?".

The yellow-haired man muttered.

Bent down and picked up the tennis ball on the ground and threw it to Taichi Kurahara.

.........

"Hey, Tachibana, did you see that guy's serve just now?".

"Why am I...... You can't see it at all?".

Kamio Ming blinked, also feeling a little weird.

"I didn't see it clearly, I only saw him swinging the racket, but I didn't catch the trajectory of the tennis ball. "

Tachibana Jihei frowned, surprised.

"I saw it. "

At this time.

Fukashi Ibu, who was also watching the game on the side, spoke.

Like Seikaku's Echizen Ryoma, he also has amazing talent.

And the two have one thing in common.

That is, to have excellent dynamic vision.

This allows him to catch tennis balls flying at high speeds faster.

"The ball was so fast that even I could only see a faint yellow shadow. "

"The visual speed of the ball should have exceeded 220 km!".

"What ??? 220km ball speed ?!!

".

Kamio couldn't help but exclaim.

A normal person plays tennis with a ball speed in the range of 150-170km.

It is already a high-speed ball that can hit more than 180km.

If it exceeds 200km, it is an ultra-high-speed ball, and normal people can't react at all.

And this black-haired man who suddenly appeared actually hit a serve casually, and he had already reached a ball speed of 220km.

This has to come as a surprise.

If you play this kind of ball in the national competition, you will already be able to achieve a 90 percent scoring rate.

You can imagine how terrifying the ball speed is at 220km.

A brief moment of surprise.

Everyone hurriedly calmed down and set their eyes on Kurahara Taiichi.

This time.

They watched very seriously.

It is necessary to see how the ball is hit.

............

on the field.

Kurahara Taiichi took a deep breath.

Rise.

Determine where the tennis ball will land.

Drop.

Caper.

Swing the racket.

Landing and turning.

The sequence of movements is very coherent, almost in one go.

Bang !!

The sound of tennis balls hitting the ground sounded again.

This time the tennis ball is still an untouched ace.

This time, the yellow-haired man still didn't see the traces of the tennis ball clearly.

He felt a little weird.

But for now.

It's just two goals, it's still early, and he can still pretend to be calm.

Can be fast.

The score gradually widened so that the yellow-haired man was already a little panicked.

............

Bang !!

Kurahara Taiichi: "40-0." "

............

Bang !!

Kurahara Taichi: "1-0." "

...........

Bang !!

Kurahara Taichi: "15-0." "

...........

Bang !!

Taichi Kurahara: "30-0." "

............

A succession of non-contact ace balls landed on the yellow-haired man's court.

His pressure is also expanding indefinitely.

Can't see a tennis ball clearly.

I don't know where to go.

I don't know how the tennis ball flew into my court.

Only the sound of hitting the ball and the tennis ball hitting the ground can be heard.

This is undoubtedly like a horror game for the yellow-haired man.

A different kind of torture.

............

"That's an exaggeration...... That person was really able to end the game in less than ten minutes, eh......".

Akira Kamio glanced down at the watch he was carrying.

From the serve to the present.

It's only been three minutes.

But the scene was already 3:0.

On average, you can win a small game in one minute.

At this rate.

It doesn't take ten minutes.

It only took six minutes for the black-haired man to win the match.

A game in six minutes.

It's simply unheard of.

Kamio Akira: They've never seen such a quick game at all.

"It's a terrible ......

".

Tachibana Yoshihei's frowning brow did not relax.

"In Tokyo, there are such powerful junior high school students. "

"A 100 per cent successful ultra-high-speed serve is a key trick at the national level. "

It stands to reason that such a person should be robbed by major schools. "

"How could it be that you haven't seen it at all?".

"Who the hell is he??".

Tachibana Yoshihei looked at the figure of Taichi Kurahara, trying to find the fragment of his memory.

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