Let me play with you.
Kamishiro Lan stopped, assumed the correct forehand stance, and hit the ball to the other half of the court.
"Tsk, too slow and too weak." The moment Kamishiro Ai returned the ball, Akutsu's keen insight had already seen where the ball would land. He ran over like a cheetah, stepped on the ground with his right foot in advance, leaned forward at a large angle, held the racket behind him with his right hand, and pulled it forward.
"Bang." The tennis ball flew towards the other half of the court like a meteor.
"Not enough strength, the angle is wrong, and the accuracy is terrible." Kamishiro Lan ran to the landing point, raised the racket, and said sarcastically.
The tennis ball flew past at a faster speed, instantly breaking through the half-court baseline and bouncing out of bounds.
Even though Akutsu had excellent athletic nerves, his body was not strong enough to support him in catching up with that tricky ball.
"15-0."
"Is he weak hidden behind his fierce appearance?"
Akutsu's expression suddenly changed after hearing what Kamishiro Lan said next.
"Very good, very good, I will make you regret what you said." Instead of getting angry, he laughed, picked up the tennis ball, and looked at Kamishiro Lan fiercely.
Toss the ball, jump, and swing the racket.
The tennis ball shot towards Kamishiro Ai, and Akutsu's mouth curled up.
His eyes were full of bloodthirstiness.
"Look, this ball." Under Akutsu's rather surprised gaze, Kamishiro Ai seemed to have predicted the future. He took a step back, pulled his right hand forward, and the tennis ball was accurately returned.
At the same time, a gentle and calm voice sounded:
"Did you aim at my knee with this ball?"
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