"This ...... That's impossible! Iwu was dripping in a cold sweat, staring at the ground with his eyes lost and muttering, "How can there be a return ball that also makes the ball bounce in the face." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Awesome, Fujimine!" Horio cheered, "What's the name of that move?" ”

Fuji Feng said lightly: "Single whip." ”

"Really, single whip?" Qian began to write in his notebook again, "It's a very apt name." ”

That's right, the return ball just now is the "single whip" that Fuji Feng uses in Tai Chi on tennis rackets. The whip, just in the middle with softness, swings out with a beat, which seems to be a simple straight ball back, but in fact, it restricts the Tai Chi force in a very narrow range, so that the ball no longer takes a wide range of circular trajectories.

The range happens to be the size of a whole tennis ball, and when it hits the ground, it bursts out and can bounce as much as you want, creating an effect similar to the irregular knuckles of Kirithara Akaya. Fujimine, who used the technique of "four or two dialing a thousand catties", completely counterattacked the spin of Yiwu's enhanced sidespin serve, and when the two were added, the ball naturally bounced back to Yiwu's face more powerfully.

"Change the scene! Serve by Aogakuto Peak! ”

"Serve again." Fuji Feng scratched his head in distress, this time he didn't even bother to raise the racket, he swung the racket directly from the bottom to the top, and lightly hit a high ball out.

"Hah!" Ibu hadn't fully recovered from the shock yet, but his excellent motor nerves had responded, after all, Fujimine's serve was too good to catch. A smash and return the ball to score.

"0 to 15!"

"Ah, here we go again!" Horio covered his face.

Katsuro asked curiously, "Why does Fujimine obviously have such a strong strength when he hits back, but his serve is a mess?" ”

Like a sophisticated computing machine, Qian calmly analyzed: "The reason why the player in the serving game has an advantage is because the serving player can control the landing point of the first ball in the way he wants. After calculating your own and opponent's style of play, let the ball land in your favor or let the opponent only hit back where you are good at playing, bring the opponent into your own rhythm and control the whole situation, so that the probability of winning is greatly increased. Even a strong player can score directly on the serve or hit an ace. ”

"But Ryosuke Fujimine, due to narcolepsy, is always in bad spirits, and he may fall asleep at any time. Every bit of his spirit, every activity, is extremely valuable, and he can't waste energy on calculating the landing point of the ball and controlling the power of the serve. Therefore, his serve will not have any effect, but in order to save physical strength, he will swing the racket at will. ”

Katsuo was surprised: "But his return ball doesn't seem to have any strength, but it's so strong that the opponent hasn't even touched the ball once!" ”

"That's right, you have also noticed that not only did he serve but did not control the force, but he almost didn't use force to return the ball." Fujimine's style of play is to remove all the opponent's strength, so that the incoming ball cannot impact himself at all, and at the same time counterattack this force with clever skills. Since the range of the serve is limited to half of the area of the first half, he doesn't need to use his brain at all, just swing the racket, which is more beneficial to Fujimine. ”

Qian pushed his glasses up and said gloomily: "Coupled with the circular trajectory and uncertain landing point of his return, it can be said that he is a nightmare for every server on the court!" ”

"Game, Fudo Mine Ibu! 2 to 1! ”

As he spoke, Fuji Feng's second serve game had ended, and Yi Wu clenched the tennis ball in his hand, and even his knuckles were a little white due to his excessive strength, "Say that this little ghost is a nightmare for the serve, don't blow it nonsense!" ”

"Bang!" Yiwu sent a ball, and this time he didn't dare to play the sidespin serve again, so he changed to a normal serve.

"No strong spins?" Fuji Feng laughed secretly in his heart, in the final analysis, the single whip move is a move with a majority of offense, rather than a counterattack that requires the power of the incoming ball, the simpler the opponent's ball path, the greater the power of the single whip. Fuji Feng swiped his racket and drew it on the ball.

"It's coming, single whip!" The Horio trio exclaimed excitedly.

"Huh?" Counter-attacks that include sidespin serves, although difficult to deal with, the landing point and the trajectory of the bounce can be basically determined; Without a strong spin, the ball bounced irregularly and became more elusive with the force of a single whip. Ibu turned sideways to reluctantly return the ball that flew towards his face, but the ball bounced low sideways to the side.

"0 to 15!"

"Fukaji......" Tachibana muttered worriedly.

"It's still early! Don't give up! Kamio shouted directly into the arena.

"0 to 40!"

However, the cheering of his teammates did not help, and in the blink of an eye, Ibu conceded two more goals, and both were scored by Fujimine's return ball.

"Damn, is he the god of broken hair!" Yiwu struck the ball out in hatred, and roared in his heart: "I will never lose!" ”

This time, Ibu learned his lesson and hit it with a sidespin serve, and as soon as Fujimine's single whip was swung, he sharply tilted his head to the side and followed with the swing.

"Smack!"

"I got it!" Ibu was overjoyed and roared as he ran forward, "I'm definitely going to hold serve!" ”

"Go online...... Fuji Feng casually swiped his hand to the left, "The attackers are really a bunch of rough people. ”

"Phew!" Teng Feng is not only a single whip, his Tai Chi style is fundamental, and the single whip is just a change of moves extended from Tai Chi skills. The ball circled the court in a roundabout trajectory of a spinning snake ball and landed near the baseline in the second half, and at this time, Yiwu had just run in front of the net.

"This game was won by Fuji Feng, the score was 2 to 2!"

"Great, win again!" Sakurano and Tomoka shouted happily, and Tomoka said solemnly, "Fujimine is so handsome!" Fujimine: I'm going to give you a monkey! ”

"Pengxiang ......" Sakurano pulled her with a red face, and it was too embarrassing to shout in public that she was such a nymphomaniac, "When did you like Fujimine." ”

"But, Senior Qian, although Fuji Feng broke every game of the opponent, he didn't keep a single game of his own serve, so if it goes on like this, won't it be endless?" Katsuro asked worriedly.

Qian said confidently: "Just look at it and you'll know." ”

"That's right!" Yiwu's eyes lit up when he heard their conversation, and he said secretly: "Although this kid's skills are indeed terrifying, as if he is possessed by the god of broken hair, his serve is still not good after all." I heard from people who learned that this Fuji Feng seems to have narcolepsy, and he will fall asleep at some point, so as long as it continues, I will win after all. It's like the previous Echizen Ryoma, although the victory is not martial, but after all, we still win the Fudo Peak! ”

"Hey!" Yiwu responded with another soft serve from Fuji Feng with a strong attitude, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "The victory belongs to our Fudo Peak!" ”

"Fukaji," Kamio exclaimed in surprise, "It seems that he has regained his fighting spirit!" ”

"Not bad!" Tachibana nodded, looked at Tezuka, and said secretly in his heart: "Fujimine Ryosuke, he is worthy of being Qingxue's hidden trump card, but his weakness is too deadly." Tezuka, this victory still belongs to us after all! ”

"This game was won by Ibu Fudomine, the score was 3 to 2!"

"This game was won by Qingxue Tengfeng, the score was 3 to 3!"

……

"It's going fast!" Shibasaori put down the camera and said, "Everyone is scoring with the ball back." In less than fifteen minutes, it was already 5-4. ”

"Yes, but ......" Inoue glanced at Fujimine worriedly, "If you continue to fight like this, I'm afraid there will be a fight." ”

"Qingxue Fujifeng serves!"

"Hey, little ghost, you can't hold your energy!" Yiwu looked at Fuji Feng, who was obviously confused on the other side, and sneered.

"Hey!" Fujimine didn't pay attention to Ibu at all and shot to serve.

"It's a disaster, Teng Feng can't hold on anymore!" Horio said pessimistically.

"Smack!"

"What?" Ibu looked at Fujimine in disbelief.

"Fighting, calling back?" Kamio was also horrified.

"Humph!" Tachibana snorted coldly, and he instantly saw the clue, "It's really a good calculation, but who wins and who loses, maybe it's not clear!" ”

"What the hell is going on, senior? Why was Fujimine suddenly able to hit back the opponent's ball? Katsuro asked.

Qianhehe smiled evilly: "That's because, although Fuji Feng is not good at serving, but the opponent hits back the ball, it is also a return ball!" Although it is not limited to a small range like the serve, it is a little difficult to fight back, but with Fujimine's strength, it is impossible to be completely unable to fight back. He kept pretending that he couldn't fight back the ball all over the court, just to let his guard down and win the game at the end of the game. ”

Tezuka also said loudly: "If you show too early that you can fight back the opponent's return ball, the opponent will be vigilant, and hit the left and right large balls to let Fujimine run back and forth, consuming his physical strength, and he is likely to be unable to play in advance because of lack of energy." But if it's just one round, it's perfectly fine. ”

Fuji Feng suddenly broke out, caught Yiwu off guard, and in an instant, the score reached 40-0, the end of Fuji Feng's game.

"Liar!" Yiwu barely caught up with Fujimine's incoming ball, but in desperation, he picked a light lob and went out.

"Okay! Chance Ball! Horio exclaimed excitedly, "Kill him with this kill!" ”

Unexpectedly, Fuji Feng didn't kill the ball at all, and slowly retreated to the bottom line near the landing point of the high lob ball, and hit it back with the usual ball method.

"What! Fujimine, why don't you kill the ball! Horio shouted dissatisfied.

"I'm afraid it's not that I don't want to kill the ball, but this little ghost can't hit it!" Tachibana sneered: "His energy limits his physical strength, and with his state, it is absolutely impossible to jump up and smash vigorously." Even if he can do it, the power will not be very great, and there is a great possibility that he will be hit back by Fukaji, and it will be impossible for him to receive the ball again when he is exhausted at that time! ”

"That's right...... Then it's up to me to defeat you! A cruel smile appeared on Ibu Fukasa's face.