Chapter 295: C-shaped ball

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As soon as Matsuo's roar came out, Fujimine lay on the recliner and spoke lazily. It's not good to set up flags randomly, such an adult hasn't even learned this, and he is killing himself.

"Matsuo, this is going to be serious......" Irie on the side looked at the situation on the field worriedly, and kept thinking in his heart, big * master, how can I get out in a while?

"Drink!"

Matsuo's body size is very large, and he has martial arts skills in practicing all year round, although he practiced taekwondo, which is definitely not the essence of taekwondo, that is, bullying and bullying ordinary people has an effect, but it still plays a great role in exercising his physical fitness. His strength is definitely not comparable to Echizen, and once he gets serious, the strength that bursts out in an instant is simply terrifying.

I saw Matsuo's huge figure moving around the field, like a bulldozer, trying to flatten all the obstacles in front of him. The ball hit by the first shot was like a cannonball, bombarding Echizen indiscriminately.

"Hey!"

Echizen held the racket with both hands and caught a ball from Matsuo with a backhand. Although he had already caught the ball, he frowned, clenched his teeth, and reluctantly hit the ball back with the help of his waist and abdomen.

After this period of intensive training, Echizen can be regarded as strengthening his arm strength. But whether he is in terms of physical fitness or realm strength, he is far inferior to Matsuo in front of him. It is normal to be able to continue playing tennis until high school, and the accumulated strength and experience are not fake, and the general quality is stronger than that of junior high school students, which is a normal thing, even if it is Echizen. However, after a long time, he has lost three points in a row.

"Good fight, imp!" Matsuo had a hideous expression on his face, like an evil ghost who chose people to devour. Anyway, his bad luck is unlucky, Teng Feng's aura and actions, as long as his IQ is normal, he knows at a glance that he can't afford to be provoked by a small ** like himself. In this case, it is better to drag one of the other party together, "But the stronger you are, the more strength you can force out, the faster you will die!" ”

"Boom!"

Matsuo hit the ball with a one-handed backhand, and the ball hit in this position was originally mostly skill and spin, but under his strong size and strength, the ball crossed the air, and it was like a missile, making a deafening explosion in the air.

"Not good, Echizen!" Qian entered the realm of data, and the lines of binary code that had been swiped in front of him seemed to be suddenly broken by this ball, and suddenly his eyes were blank, and he exclaimed: "This ball can't be received!" ”

"One more goal, and you'll be taken the next game." Echizen is not Fujimine, he is an attacking player, and the service game is his strength. Fuji Feng has given him all the favorable conditions, in such a situation, if he still comes up, he will lose the first game, and he will be broken in the service game, how can Echizen's arrogant temperament be endured?

As a samurai second-generation, he can't afford to lose this man! And as Horio's friend, he would never allow such a person who had just beaten Horio to show off his might in front of him. Echizen's eyes suddenly sharpened, "This ball must not be lost!" ”

He took two steps back, adjusted the distance between the left and right, and jumped head-on to this incomparably powerful ball!

"Hah!" There was a roar in mid-air, and with the help of the elastic force of jumping, the whole person folded his body and swung the racket downward, exerting much more force than himself, and the movement of the racket became unpredictable when he pumped the ball in the air.

"He's back!" Kikumaru shouted.

"Hmph, a little ghost is a little ghost!" Echizen's skill in hitting this ball is of course very high, although it is a head-on counterattack, but he takes two steps back, and then jumps into the air to catch the ball. The force of the ball has been weakened by the rebound, gliding, and bouncing in mid-air on the ground, and the force is even less when hit with a highly skilled volley, so it is not unthinkable that Echizen can fight back.

But in doing so, the corresponding ball cannot be very powerful. What's more, even if it is an all-out blow, looking at Echizen's figure, Matsuo doesn't think he can hit any powerful balls.

"It's over, little ghost!" Matsuo roared, grabbed two steps, came to the landing point of the ball, and put on a posture to come back with a huge force to win the score of the first game. He even used his huge strength to strike at Echizen's body, making him unable to race!

"Huh!"

There was a long grinding sound, and the ball hit by Echizen fell to the ground without any rebound, and just slid out against the ground. Matsuo was still in a posture like a fool and held his racket to give Echizen a hard blow, until the ball had slipped far away, and he came back to his senses and looked at Echizen falling on the other side with horror.

"C-shaped pump!"

"40 to 30!"

"yes, there's a C-shaped ball!" The hearts of the Qingxue people settled down all of a sudden, and Momojo shouted outside the field: "Great, come on, Echizen, kill this guy!" ”

"What's going on, aren't you going to start it yet?" Echizen lifted the brim of his hat and said in a provocative tone.

"Hmph." Matsuo snorted coldly and didn't say a word, but in his eyes when he looked at Echizen, it did become more and more ruthless.

"Hey!"

"Phew!"

Echizen raised his hand to serve, the ball fell to the ground, showing an abnormal state of pressing, and the positive ball-shaped tennis ball was pressed into a flat cake because of the force on the ground.

"Okay, it's another outspin serve!"

"Ahhhh

Before the Qingxue people could get excited, they heard Matsuo burst out with a shocking roar, clapping with both hands, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, as if they had used all their strength to knock the ball out!

"This ball ......" The seven people of Qingxue couldn't help but feel a sense of worry in their hearts at the same time, the ball just now Echizen caught it with a C-shaped pump, and now this ball, can he still catch it?

"Humph!" Echizen snorted, and jumped into the air, raising his left hand and slashing forward with the racket of his right hand from behind.

"Sure enough, it's still the same old thing." Matsuo let out a disdainful taunt, and saw that the ball accelerated twice in the air, and the angle also changed dramatically, and it bounced straight at Echizen's face.

"Ugh!" Echizen exclaimed, and the hat on his head flew in the wind.

"Echizen!"

"Echizen!"

The Qingxue people exclaimed at the same time, thinking that Echizen had been hit in the face and injured.

"Phew, you're in luck." Matsuo on the other side snorted, with some indignation on his face.

"Hu ......" had already turned over and half-squatted down in the backcourt, and Echizen, who supported the ground with his palms on the ground, stood up, dusted off the wrinkles on his clothes, handed the racket to his left hand, and said coldly: "Finally show some strength?" You're not even close! ”

(To be continued.) )