Chapter 242: Prediction and Control
"Boom!"
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"0 to 15!" Sanada seemed to froze until the referee's voice sounded, and he seemed to come back to his senses. His pupils shrank, he looked at Fuji Feng, and asked in a cold voice: "What is your move, I noticed it the last time I fought, obviously I don't have much strength, but I can beat back several times the strength of my opponent; And your means of pure realm explosion, which seems to know the control of the rhythm well. ā
"Haven't you seen it, Tubaozi?" Fujimine was happy, but he didn't expect that Sanada would be shocked once. This is a matter of course, Yun Shou's induction in the dark is many times higher than that of Xu Rulin, and moving the block can return the opponent's strength several times. As long as the opponent is still within the realm and has not transcended this level, he will inevitably be intercepted and intercepted back.
Here in Fujifeng, if you want to break the defense by violence, there is no possibility at all. This is the perfect combination of Tai Chi and Tai Chi realm, and it does not belong to the orthodox tennis style. Sanada didn't know about this, he only said that the last time he fought, the invasion was defeated like fire, because he had too much strength to seal, this time not only did he unseal the strength to almost double, but he also used the offensive move "Landslide" that he had never shown before, but he was still easily beaten back by Fujifeng.
"I really haven't seen it, your move is very strong, in the same big realm, no matter how strong the opponent's strength and aggression are, you can catch it, I can't do it." Sanada is not a person who is not as good as others, and he frankly admits that he is not as good.
"This is called Yunshou, the mother of Taijiquan, God cares first, predicts the movements on the field from the realm, and then controls the people in the realm to carry out activities, and the move block is used to fight back head-on, no matter what moves you make, it will not have any effect at all." Since the other party has frankly admitted that it is better to do so, Fuji Feng did not hide it, and casually said his moves.
"yes, Yunte......" Sanada nodded, raising his hand to hit another serve. The power of this serve is still very strong, just like the "wind sweeping the leaves" style mentioned in the original anime when Tezuka was in the first grade, which is powerful and heavy, but it is precisely controlled, and it can hit the dead leaves that fall in mid-air.
"Huh?" Sanada's move is really difficult to deal with, this is a pure realm improvement, just like the true meaning of Tai Chi after Li Xiliang's guidance, there are no fancy moves, and it can really suppress the opponent. Fuji Feng was more careful in his heart, swiped the racket left and right, and the front-line striker shot and aimed at the feet of Sanada, who served the net.
"Boom!"
Sanada's fast-running footsteps actually stopped in front of the net out of thin air, as if he was not affected by inertia at all, and stopped his body smoothly. He leaned on one side, held the racket head with his left hand, and gently sent a short ball, easily cracking Fujifeng's first-line striker.
"How?" When Fuji Feng saw Sanada stop without warning, he knew that it was not good, and the breath of the cloud hand was activated, and his feet were about to start to act. But as soon as he lifted his footsteps, he only felt a sense of stagnation coming out of thin air, and the realm of Tai Chi was not running smoothly, like a fast-turning gear being stuck a little, although it was just such a little, but it drove the judgment of the entire cloud hand to not play.
Fuji Feng raised his head in some horror, and found that Sanada, who was opposite, was surrounded by black and red light that was not inferior to his own black and white light.
Sanada was obviously not far in front of him, but he just felt that he couldn't see it really, and this illusion made Fujimine feel bored and vomit. And Sanada's selfless realm aura turned into a dragon shape, which also turned into black and red, as if the real dragon suddenly turned into an evil dragon, but the combat power was even better!
"Humph!" Teng Feng snorted in his busy schedule, Yun Shou couldn't use it, but fortunately, he opened up the strength of his body, and the increase in strength was not more than two or three times? Coupled with the saving skill of catching the bird's tail, it can catch up with this light and fluttering short ball.
Fuji Feng barely received the ball, but in fact, he couldn't catch up, but he barely picked up the ball with a racket. This high lob is Sanada's chance ball, and of course the emperor will not let go of any scoring opportunities, and he will not show mercy to anyone.
Sanada jumped up suddenly, black and red flames rose behind him, and the aggression seemed to have changed, and a killing ball was dunked down, until the ball popped out of the field for a long time, and the roaring sound reached everyone's ears.
"Boom!"
Sanada's kill shot seemed to have shook the ground of the entire court a few times.
"Sanada scores, 15 to 15!"
The referee was so shocked by Sanada's powerful hit that he almost fell off the three- or five-meter-high chair, and cursed in his heart, okay, watching your game is still going to be fatal! Without reporting the score in a good voice, he quickly jumped off the high chair and found someone to reinforce the referee's chair, so he dared to sit on it again and announce the continuation of the game.
"Drink!"
Sanada, your offense doesn't stop, and when you raise your hand, it's another extremely strong serve. Tengfeng, who suffered a loss, added twelve points of caution this time, and as soon as his mind moved, he knew that Yun's hand had been blocked again, and hurriedly started to chase the ball, but this time he could catch up, "bang" two muffled sounds, and the twin peaks smashed out of his ears and flew straight to the dead corner of Sanada's crotch.
Sanada is now standing in front of the net, and it stands to reason that the most feared thing for players on the net is that the ball will fall to their feet, because this is the most difficult way to deal with the ball. But Sanada was different, he watched Fujimine's twin peaks fly rapidly, a smile cracked into the corner of his mouth, and he actually took two steps back with the rhythm of the ball.
When he began to lift his foot, the ball was exactly two steps away from him, and when his footsteps fell, the ball also landed just where Sanada was standing, as if Sanada was blown away by the wind brought by Fujimine's ball.
He took two steps back, just enough distance to deal with Fujimine's incoming ball, and with a flick of his wrist, the racket disappeared in an instant, and it shot out like the wind. Fuji Feng didn't have time to deal with it, and he was stuck at the node of the action transition, even if his muscle control was already subtle, he still lost this point.
"Phew!"
"Phew!"
Sanada kept moving, and continued to use the same means to block Fujimine's cloud hand, and snatched two points extremely quickly. When the referee reported the score of "1 to 1", this game could reach three minutes, which was faster than Fuji Feng to win the first game!
"I'm also confident in controlling the rhythm and anticipation," Sanada crossed his arms and looked at Fujimine, who was extremely uncomfortable, and sneered, "Although it's not enough to say that it's not as good as Yunshou." ā
(To be continued.) )