"I can't stand it!" Fuji Feng smiled bitterly in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe strength of the two is close, and even the strength that Tezuka can exert is far less than Fujimine, but once Tezuka completes the right half of Tezuka's domain, even Fujimine feels that it is difficult to deal with it.

Tezuka's experience in manipulating the ball spin is too rich, and it is all the experience of condensing the strength of a third-year national top junior high school student, and even on the world stage, it can be regarded as second-rate. Although Tezuka's strength can't be brought into play, it is sealed in the body, but it is not a problem to show through rich experience that far surpasses Fujimine's ball control spin.

Just like the great master of the transformation of strength in the national arts, for some reason, his strength was forcibly suppressed by the strength of the dark energy, but he was still able to rely on the vision and experience far beyond the dark power powerhouse, and steadily overpowered the dark power powerhouse, and even won easily.

Fujifeng's compass, which is claimed to be after the first three goals, is no longer difficult to crack. But that's because every time he returns the ball, Fuji Feng can borrow more spin and strength, and under the accumulation of layers, of course, it is getting stronger and stronger, and even if the physical strength can hold up, it is completely possible to use this style of play to play tens of thousands of balls, so that Minamijiro is helpless.

The problem is that Tezuka is also in the field of activation, and the rotation of his Tezuka field is not only unshakable by himself, but also has a tendency to pull his own rotation in the past. In this way, the accumulated strength of the compass not only did not become stronger, but gradually weakened. If it weren't for the powerful rotation and strength that the compass had accumulated before, Fuji Feng might not have been able to hold the circle of the realm by now!

"Tezuka, after all, it deserves to be the top-level existence in the realm!" Fuji Feng sighed lightly, and couldn't help but sigh at the strength of the opponent mound. He thought that his strength was already outstanding, but he was easily defeated by Li Xiliang two days ago, and now he was suppressed by the Tezuka realm, which made him realize that his strength was still very weak.

The current Tezuka has not undergone the final evolution, and it is not even the pinnacle of the realm, not to mention that he is still using his right hand! If even Tezuka can't defeat such a Tezuka, then what kind of strength should there be in the future against the world-class masters of the U-17, and even the young powerhouses of other countries who have suffered many big losses for the Phoenix of Byodoin?

Although he is only a high school student, he can already become a strong tennis player at the age of 17, and when Nadal was ranked second in the world, he was only 18 or 19 years old. Although there may be many hidden masters like Nanjiro and Li Xiliang in this world, the seventeen-year-old European and American powerhouses are definitely at the top level in the world.

"Come on, then!" Fujimine's eyes suddenly became clear, the drowsiness in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at Tezuka's eyes with raging flames.

"Ryosuke Fujimine, what is Tai Chi? What is Tai Chi called? ”

"Huh?" Fujimine was in a trance for a while, and the Tezuka on the opposite side seemed to have disappeared, and the surrounding tennis court was no longer a court for Qingxue, but a field for players to warm up and practice around the stadium of the Kanto Tournament. The person standing opposite Tengfeng is like Li Xiliang who is hanging his son!

"What is Tai Chi? Static braking, rear strike. The so-called intention is not forceful, the strength is continuous, and God cares first, that is. Teng Feng faced Li Xiliang that day and said the Tai Chi in his heart.

"That's right, but it's a pity it's all clichés." Li Xiliang smiled very heartlessly, a white racket in his palm, dangling in his right hand, looking like a street vendor driving away flies, but he easily knocked back all kinds of balls that Teng Feng had used all his means.

Moreover, the landing point of the ball still fell on the right hand side of Fuji Feng's front, so that he could easily swing the racket and hit the ball back again. It seems that he is not only seeking to defeat Fuji Feng, but also to control the whole game! Li Xiliang waved his paddle casually, and said in a frivolous tone: "What you said is a summary of Tai Chi for thousands of years, but what is a late strike?" How to brake statically? How can God care first, how can he continue to care about it, you know? ”

"I ......" Teng Feng knows these things, in fact, there are no such things in the orthodox Taijiquan national arts, which are written by Jin Yong. Later, with the promotion of Taijiquan, it became the aerobics of the uncles and aunts in the square, and the deification of martial arts novels made Taijiquan become what he said. Strictly speaking, there are places where it can be done, and there are places where it can't be done.

But whether it can be done or not, these are not ends, but means. Guoshu, in the final analysis, is to beat people, not to perform like now. Guoshu shot is to harm the weak point, often a hand is either dead or injured, with static braking? Don't be funny, even if it's a partnership between friends, you dare to say that you stand there and don't move, and after waiting for the other party to make a move, you want to restrain someone, it's all a broken tendon.

"Your mind is not on the national arts, so I don't need to teach you Taijiquan." Li Xiliang stood opposite and said with a smile: "But the true meaning of Tai Chi and the key points of playing tennis, I have to teach you." Not only is your boxing not called Tai Chi, but your ball is not called tennis, you don't even know what tennis is. I'm going to show you what Tai Chi is and what tennis is today. ”

"Clams? Say I'm not playing tennis? Teng Feng was annoyed on the spot, his national art, no matter what the other party said, after all, the other party is a master, and he is not even a half-hanger, without the other party to say, he will admit that his Taijiquan is really put into the national art, that is, a lump of envoys.

But tennis is different, the young master has played tennis for so long, and he has found the way he wants to stick to, whether it is Tezuka, Jibu or Sanada, not strictly speaking, they have all been defeated under their own hands, you say I don't even know what tennis is like? Do I still use you to teach? Slippery world!

Teng Feng looked at Li Xiliang opposite, as if his face had become, two crooked eyes, his eyes looked strangely to the same side, and the corners of his mouth were curved in a strange arc, which was exactly the same as the funny expression that was popular all over the world.

"Don't believe it, do you?" Li Xiliang was not annoyed, and said casually: "That's it, let's make a bet." I don't want you to go any further, you can make my feet move a little bit, or I can change the point of my shot a little bit, and you win the game. I won't say a word, wipe my head and leave, and give you an additional string of nine-petal flying saucer piles of Vajra Bodhi in hand. (To be continued.) )