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Chapter 122 Tennis

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    The peaceful days continued, and today, with nothing to do, Sun Wukong came alone to the Kuou Academy where Rias and the others studied.

    Just after walking around a corner, a very beautiful female voice sounded from behind: "What's your name? Why don't you wear a school uniform?"

    "I'm not a student, why do I have to wear a school uniform?" Sun Wukong turned around and looked at the girl in front of him, slightly surprised, she was still a beautiful woman.

    In this school where girls are generally beautiful girls, those who can be called great beauties are naturally among the best.

    The girl was dressed in sportswear and had a curvy figure. She was holding a pair of exquisite tennis rackets in her hands, and she was followed by two beautiful girls who were also curvy.

    "Are you going to play tennis?" Sun Wukong looked at the tennis rackets in their hands and became interested immediately. To be honest, he had never played tennis before.

    When she saw that Sun Wukong was actually interested in tennis, the girl's eyes lit up: "Can you also play tennis?"

    "Know a little bit." It's not that Sun Wukong is being modest, he really only knows a little bit.  Apart from knowing a few rules, he had never hit a ball.

    Of course, for him, as long as he understands the rules, he can still play well even if he has never played before.

    "There's no need to be modest. Your arms look very powerful. You're definitely a master. I'm the director of the Tennis Department - Seimea Abe. Are you interested in playing a game with me?"

    "OK."

    Seeing Sun Wukong readily agree, Abe Qingmei looked happy: "Please come with me."

    Within a moment, Sun Wukong followed Seimea Abe to her tennis club. When the members heard that their director was going to have a tennis match with Sun Wukong, they all became interested, whispering, and gathered around to watch.

    "How aboutyou serve first?" Abe Kiyomi handed Sun Wukong a racket and said with a smile.

    "Okay." It doesn't matter who serves the ball. Since she is so polite, she can do as she wishes.

    Holding the racket, Sun Wukong walked into the arena, swinging the racket as he walked to get used to the feel in his hand, because the racket was as light as weight to him, and it would be bad if he used a little force later and crippled the opponent.

    It¡¯s just this move of his that made the onlookers laugh at Sun Wukong: ¡°This move is just like a layman¡¯s. Hey~ are you sure you want to challenge our minister?¡±

    "Minister, are you sure he is a master?" The girl next to Abe Kiyomi also looked suspicious.

    "Uh~ maybe" Abe Qingmei also began to doubt: "You will know after fighting."

    Sun Wukong looks like a master, but his swing is really unfamiliar, and he doesn¡¯t look like a professional player at all.

    For people like them who have been dealing with tennis all year round, they can tell it at a glance.

    As the referee rang the bell, the game began.

    "If you can't catch it, please don't force it, otherwise you will get hurt." Sun Wukong kindly said a word of caution when he was serving.

    Just this reminder ushered in a series of bursts of laughter: "Boy, don't underestimate our minister! Although she is a girl, her tennis skills are recognized as the number one in our school!"

    "That's right! You should worry about yourself and don't take the big duck eggs! Haha~~"

    "A group of ignorant mortals." For this group of ignorant people, Sun Wukong didn't bother to share their understanding. He gently threw up the tennis ball in his hand and swung it out. This action caused a series of ridicules -  ¡ª

    "Hey~~Are you here to make a joke? This soft swing, if it can pass the net, I will eat the tennis racket directly."

    "Crack~"

    With a soft sound, the tennis ball bounced past Kiyomi Abe as if she was teleporting, but she was still prepared and didn't realize that the ball had flown past her.

    There was a "ding~" sound, and it was not until the referee announced that Sun Wukong had scored a point that Abe Seimei reacted, turned around, looked at the tennis ball still rolling on the ground, with a look of astonishment on his face: "You served?  "

    ¡°Oh my God! It¡¯s such a fast serve!¡±

    "Did this guy pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?"

    "Who can tell me what the speed of his serve just now was?"

    Then, everyone focused their attention on the ball speed machine in the test field, but the number on it frightened them all to take a breath¡ª¡ª

    ¡°2888¡­You are so kidding me!  That soft swing.  The speed actually reached 2888. Are you sure the machine is not broken?  "

    "It seems to be a little faster." Looking at the surprised expressions of everyone around him, Sun Wukong said to himself. He originally thought that this devil's high school was a school for monsters and devils, so the speed should be normal, but in the end he still  They were frightened.

    "But that machine can even test this speed instantly. It seems that the technology of the underworld is not resistant to it.

    "2888 That kind of gentle wave has reached such a level?" Abe Kiyomi's face instantly became serious after being shocked: "You are not a devil, are you?"

    "Oh~ you also know the existence of demons! It seems that you are indeed not an ordinary person." Sun Wukong smiled and looked at Abe Seimei, then took the racket, walked up to the tall and talkative boy, and handed the racket to  Him: "Eat."

    "Me!" The burly man wanted to get angry, but looking at Sun Wukong's plain face, he swallowed his roar abruptly because he instinctively felt fear.

    "Huh~ Just eat it!" The burly man snorted coldly, and actually picked up the racket. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he ate the racket like sugar cane, and then ran away in despair.  ¡­

    There is no need to doubt, that guy is definitely a demon, and normal people cannot do this.

    Because this academy is secretly known as the Devil¡¯s High School!

    After getting the answer from Sun Wukong, Abe Seimei has also determined the identity of Sun Wukong. However, with such a light swing, he is afraid of hurting himself and can still hit such exaggerated numbers. It seems that the 'devil' in front of him is probably a powerful one.  A monster-like demon.

    The game continued. In the next few balls, whether serving or receiving, Sun Wukong clicked lightly and scored a point before Abe Seimei could react.

    This is simply a one-sided killing. Except for Abe Kiyomi's serve, she didn't even touch the ball from beginning to end, and she completely won the game.

    The skills shown during this period included those that turned automatically, those that could not bounce, those that flashed directly on the edge

    A series of unprecedented skills completely shocked the entire tennis club, and everyone was stunned.  (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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