Zongman: This is the everyday world, right?

"That kind of footwork, is it a basic broken step?"

Kikiza Yoshiki's voice came from outside the stadium, and it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the field.

"What is a basic broken step?"

Yui Hihama asked, she had never heard the term before, and the others nodded in agreement, except for Ayaka Tozuka.

"You don't even know this, what kind of tennis do you play?"

He rolled his eyes at everyone, in fact, he only checked the basic knowledge about tennis when he went back after playing yesterday, so that he could pretend to be forced in the future, but he didn't expect to use it so soon.

"You know the timber seat?"

Hachiman notices that something is wrong, but still wants to know what it is.

"How could you not know, this is the basic basics of tennis. "

"In the game, you use small broken steps and gently jump above the opponent's foothold, which is a footwork that lands on your toes first"

While speaking, the timber seat also demonstrated small broken steps like Gongliang Mu and demonstrated to others.

In fact, he didn't, he just watched Gongliang Mu draw a scoop according to the gourd.

"Then why did you step out earlier?"

Among the people here, Biqigu is considered to have played very well, and this problem quickly came to mind.

"It's because of that......"

In the final analysis, the timber seat only knows the skin, and more in-depth questions cannot be answered, and at this time, the heart is a little weak, and the eyes are also looking around.

"Harness the reaction force of muscle contraction and extend to the power of sprinting. "

"If you start half a step early, you can catch the ball from a distance of one meter."

At this time, Ayaka Totsuka stood up to speak, and as a member of the tennis club, there was still something compared to the withering of the tennis team for two years.

"It's amazing, Xiaocai, it's really worthy of the tennis club"

Yui Yui Yui knows every word, but she can't understand it when she connects them, but she feels very powerful, and her eyes are starry.

"No, everyone in the tennis club knows it, but it's better to say that Gongliang is really amazing."

Gongliangmu looked confused after hearing their conversation on the court.

"What, what a basic broken step, I'm just warming up, you think this is the prince of tennis!! although there is no prince of tennis in this world"

Xue Xia knew that Gongliang Mu was regulating the body temperature of his body muscles, and smiled playfully after seeing his expression at this time, rarely seeing him like this.

"Hmph, it's useless to take any basic steps"

Miura Yuiko on the opposite side also heard the conversation, although she was ridiculing her mouth, she went all out when she served.

So Gong Liangmu played a one-two game on the field.

After being reminded by the timber seat just now, Gongliang Mu recalled the sports "Prince of Tennis" he had seen before, as if the whole person was enthusiastic.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to pretend today."

Gongliang Mu was silent in his heart to Hayato during the fight, and he wanted to model the skills of the gods of the Prince of Tennis today.

"What, it's just a very ordinary way of playing"

Ooka, one of Hayama's three followers, had long been dissatisfied with him because of what happened last time, and at this time, when he saw that Gongliang Mu was just playing very ordinary, he couldn't help but taunt him.

"yes, there's no way they're going to defeat Falato"

Yamato, who is also one of Hayama's farts insects, also chimed in.

Ebina next to him just smiled reluctantly and didn't speak.

Gong Liangmu, who has super computing power, has already scored two goals at this time, but in the eyes of everyone, he won very reluctantly, maybe there is still a lucky component. Because these two goals have been in a tug of war for a long time.

"It's good, I've pretty much figured out their way through the long two goals, and then it's my highlight moment"

At the moment when Hayama served and Gongliang Mu shot back, he spoke.

"Next ball, 85% chance of going left"

As he finished speaking, he ran to the left side of the court.

Hayama also heard Gongliangmu's words, but he still hit the left side as usual, and Gongliangmu was already standing near the foothold when the ball left the net.

"Not good, when?"

Miura Yumiko saw that she had exposed a large number of dead ends at this time, and immediately retreated to the bottom line.

"The probability of this ball being received is 70 percent, but I can score this goal on the net"

After Gongliang Mu muttered, sure enough, Miura Yuiko reluctantly received the ball and could only hit it near the net. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

And Gongliangmu seemed to know the way of the ball, quickly went online, jumped up and killed the ball.

The ratio is 40:0.

"What, what was going on just now, why could he have predicted our movements?"

Miura Yukiko was very puzzled, very puzzled, she had never met this kind of opponent, and when she played, she also said out loud the opponent's ball prediction.

"Don't worry, Yukiko, Gongliang-san, that's a psychological tactic, you have to calm down"

Hayama didn't expect his teammates' hearts to be shaken so quickly, so he could only comfort him gently.

"Yes, yes, yes, it must be like this, I want to be calm, I want to be calm"

Miura Yumiko took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and prepared to serve.

"The odds of the ball going to the left baseline are 80 percent, but considering the impact of my words, this ball will be ......"

When Miura threw the ball up, Gongliang Mu spoke again, and there seemed to be only four words in her ear, "left bottom line", and her heart began to feel weak, because she was indeed ready to hit that position just now.

However, she hadn't swung her racket when she was affected, the ball was still in free fall, and she still had a chance to adjust.

"Will be on the bottom line in midfield"

It's a pity that when he heard him say the second half of the sentence, Miura's changed movements could no longer be changed, and Gongliang Mu intercepted it in advance again, but this time he didn't hit the dead corner directly, because he enjoyed the thrill of predicting the ball path and engaging people's mentality.

"The next ball will be a lob ......"

"Short ball, but two balls away from crossing the net......"

"Is this ......?"

The timber seat under the field seemed to know something, and looked at Gongliang Mu on the field with a shocked but exaggerated expression.

"What do you mean?"

When the teacher saw Ayaka Totsuka shaking his head, he looked at his best friend Kizuza and asked.

"Could this be the legendary data tennis ball?"

"Data tennis?" the crowd was puzzled again.

"By collecting the opponent's data to create a targeted confrontation strategy, you can even accurately predict the opponent's hitting position and speed in the game, so as to achieve the effect of preemptive strike."

"This is data tennis"

Gongliang Mu vomited blood a little, where did this guy know about this mess, anyway, he definitely didn't know it from a serious way.

Normal people who play data tennis, are you because you are a hot-blooded sportsman, how can this thing exist?

"It's amazing."

Everyone in the light sound department has already rushed to the tennis court, and although I can't understand it after hearing the explanation of the timber seat, it feels very inscrutable, doesn't it?

"Is that really the case?"

Hachiman didn't believe in this kind of play, but at this time, the scene in front of him told him that it was true.

"It turns out that Xiao Mu's exercise is so good"

"Let's also cheer for Mu Jun and Xuexia classmates"

"Okay, come on, Xiao Mu"

When Gongliang Mu heard the shouts of the legal team, it happened that Miura's short ball did not pass the net, and the score was 3:3.

Snow under the snow is the closest to Gongliangmu, and in this game, she witnessed the miracle of Gongliangmu's data tennis.

Looking at his serious side face, focused eyes, and chic movements, "It turns out that this guy is still quite handsome."

Under the snow, Yukino couldn't help but think in his heart, and his face showed a soft smile.

"Okay, the data tennis has been played almost, it's time to change to a fairy skill"

Gong Liangmu has already figured out how to pretend to be forced in the next service game.