Chapter 15: Strength

"It's really envious, a player who can play in the first year is really an unattainable dream for us. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Ibu continued to complain, "But you have to remember to cherish this opportunity, and don't forget who brought it to you." Although it is said that they are not from the same school, you should at least respect your seniors, you freshmen who don't know the rules......"

"Fudo Peak, please stop!" The referee couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't wait to jump off the high chair and walk away from this brainless guy.

"Oh, the referee. Since you say so, then I'll stop. But you have to score well in a while, I won't keep my hands on this first-year student anymore, I'm going to play him so that he doesn't dare to play tennis again, don't forget to score because you're surprised, that's ......"

Ibu was still talking nonsense in the opposite barabala, and Fujimine was holding his racket softly and talking to himself. His personality is not as good as Echizen's, and because of narcolepsy, he is not in good spirits, and he is too lazy to talk nonsense with Ibu.

He patted the ball and said to himself: "Serve, it's a really annoying thing, why is there such a thing as a serve, can't the referee serve?" Really, tennis is really troublesome, if it's basketball, it's all the referee who serves, it's good to just wait for the player to catch the ball, tennis is really a sport without human rights......"

"Hey, hey......" the audience .jpg dumbfounded. Kamio muttered, "Why...... I seem to have seen two Fukaji......" Sakurai also nodded, shook his head again, and said in disbelief: "I saw it too, it must be an illusion or something, how could anyone complain more verbose than Fukaji......"

Qian also had a headache, covered his head and said, "This game is going to be played until dark." ā€

"What a shame!" Coach Ryuzaki closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, his fists clenched, and he could almost see the bulging green tendons on his forehead.

"Forget it." Fuji Feng suddenly stopped complaining, raised his hand, and struck the ball out with a wave of his hand.

"Want to be surprised? But your surprise attack is too slow, the first grade is the first grade, and the level is so bad. Really, why do I have to play with a first-grader, it's a shame. Ibu complained and easily hit back at the ball.

"What, what kind of serve is that!" Horio, who has been playing tennis for two years, thinks Fujimine is still in the pattern, "How can you hit the ball so softly, does he think this is playing badminton?" That's not how tennis is played! How about you cheer up! ā€

However, this time, the official players and coaches were silent. Reporter Inoue keenly noticed this, and he was interested to see what was so good about Seokhaku's secret weapon.

"15 to 0!" Yiwu's ball skills are very high, and he easily hit Fujimine's powerless serve to the other side of Fujimine at a very fast speed, and Fujifeng didn't mean to move at all, and he watched ...... Oh no, close your eyes and let the ball bounce out.

"Look, the other party scored!" Horio felt that as a tennis veteran for two years, it was necessary for him to pass on some life lessons to Fujimine, telling him not to always think about making big news, but to play tennis honestly.

"Is this the secret weapon of Qingxue? It doesn't seem to be very good. You probably didn't know how to fool your seniors into thinking that you could play as a full-fledged player, right? It's a pity that the competition of Qingxue is about to be ruined in ...... What, here it is again? ā€

Yiwu continued to taunt, but Fujimine ignored him at all, closed his eyes and waved his racket, and without warning, another ball flew in. The problem was that although he had no warning, the speed and strength of the ball in Ibu's eyes were like a toddler's baby, and he easily returned the ball to score again.

"What, don't talk about scoring like this, he can't even catch the opponent's ball!" Horio covered his face.

"Oh, really?" Qianrao asked meaningfully.

"Of course!" Horio stuck in his waist and shouted: "Fujimine, this guy can't catch the opponent's ball at all, now this is still his own serve, if he touches the opponent's serve, then ......"

"It's not over yet, so don't jump to conclusions. He's not," he looked at his notebook with a dry smile, "such a simple character." ā€

"This game was won by Ibu, the score was 1-0!"

"Heh, first-graders, you should go back and suffer a little more. This time, your trick is debunked, right? Watch me defeat you! ā€

"Hey, Fujifeng, be careful! He's going to play a ball that will paralyze people for a while! After all, Horio was still worried about the safety of his classmates, and hurriedly reminded him after listening to Ibu's words.

"Temporary paralysis?" Fuji Feng smiled: "I can't beat it." ā€

"You want to learn that Echizen so I can't play topspin?" Yiwu's eyes were fierce, "Don't dream! ā€

"Yes, it's very difficult to overcome the spin of the opponent's incoming ball and hit the ball to the designated place so that the opponent can't do what he wants to do, right? Is Fujimine really okay? Even though he is an introvert, Katsuro is not optimistic about Fujimine's strength, after all, his serve just now is not much stronger than that of a normal first-year student.

"No, that's not the way he spoke." Qian sneered: "The opponent can't hit the second ball at all!" ā€

The Horio trio was a little skeptical when they heard Gan's words, but they were quickly attracted by Ibu's movements in the field. I saw Ibu throw the ball high and jump at the same time, and the racket hit the ball with a great amplitude. "Ah, here, it's a sidespin serve!"

"Hmph, first-grader, I'll take the place of your seniors and teach you a good lesson...... What the! ā€

"0 to 15!"

I can't blame Yiwu for being surprised, Fujimine, who is obviously acting like an ordinary first-year rookie, can actually hit back the sidespin serve, which is extremely difficult to hit back with a sidespin serve, and the force and speed of the return ball are stronger than his own serve, and the angle and landing point are absolutely unexpected. It's impossible to score a goal back!

"Hit, fight back!" Horio exclaimed in surprise.

"Fukaji...... I didn't react at all, and I was scored by the other party! "Kamio, who has the best relationship with Ibu, also knows his strength best, he didn't expect that there would be a return ball from a first-year freshman, so that Ibu couldn't react at all, so he scored.

Yiwu pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "It must have happened to bump into it, don't be complacent, I'll make you feel despair right away!" ā€

"Hey!"

"Here we go again, sidespin serve!"

Fujimine stood in place and drew a half-circle from top to bottom very slowly. He moves very slowly and the ball is extremely fast, but the racket can just touch the bouncing ball. This extremely strange sense of contrast made everyone around him extremely uncomfortable.

"I remember, that's how it went......" Fujimine swiped his wrist left and right, and the trajectory of the ball actually drew a semicircle parallel to the ground, and flew around the iron pillar tied to the net towards the second half of Ibu.

"It's ...... Boomersnake Ball! The trio exclaimed in surprise.

"Boomersnake balls? Damn, could it be that Haitang just made that trick that he taught? Kamio gritted his teeth.

"No, it's not." Tachibana's eyes narrowed slightly, recalling the trajectory of the ball, and said, "Although it looks like the trajectory of the ball is the same, no matter how much power is generated, the speed of rotation, and the angle that can be controlled at will, it is not comparable to the ball that Haitang happened to hit because of his slippery feet." ā€

"0 to 30!"

"0 to 40!" Ibu lost two points in a row.

"This ...... How is this possible! Yiwu opened his mouth wide and looked at the landing point of the ball, and cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead: "What kind of play is this!" ā€

"If you have to say it, I call it Tai Chi." Fuji Feng opened his mouth indifferently, it felt really bad to yawn but didn't play, and he really shouldn't drink that glass of vegetable juice, "Aren't you still serving?" ā€

"According to the legend of Zhongguo, Tai Chi gives birth to a circle. Since it is a whole circle, it is a 360-degree defense range, and there will be no dead spots all over the body. And the trajectory of the ball is round, and it is difficult to deal with it at any point. Fujimine ...... What a fun guy! Tachibana also had some research on Zhongguo's philosophy, and quickly explained the characteristics of Tai Chi.

"Hmph, little ghost, don't be too complacent!" Ibu gritted his teeth and hit another sidespin serve, this time with a faster spin and absorbing some of the characteristics of Echizen's externally spin serve, which made the ball bounce even more unguardable.

"It's useless." Qian patted his notebook and said with a smile: "When I was competing with Fuji Feng, I noticed that he had a very strange trick, which seemed to be a very mysterious realm, and the whole person seemed to have become a circle, and there was no dead end in the circle. Whether it's an out-spin serve or a side-spin serve, this kind of ball that bounces up towards people is difficult for ordinary people to deal with, but for Fujimine, it is no different from other angles. ā€

Fuji Feng looked at the flying ball, and didn't care about it, he put Fuji's racket on his shoulder and turned it upside down, and said casually: "It's not a good habit to play ball in other people's faces, it seems that I need to educate you." ā€

As he spoke, he picked up his racket and casually smashed the bouncing ball, just like a parent beating a disobedient child with a twig, and really put on a posture of "educating" people.

Yiwu sneered: "Qingxue's Fujifeng, I have to admit that you Qingxue's first-year students are very strong, if you use the kind of play just now, maybe I still won't be able to catch the ball." But don't underestimate my Ibu Fukaji too much, do you think you can hit back my sidespin serve with such casual means! ā€

"That's a lot of nonsense, the ball is coming!" Fujimine slapped the ball on it, and this time the ball flew back in a straight line.

"Straight ball." Yiwu cracked his mouth and smiled, in the end, he was still a little ghost, and he was actually carried away by the momentary advantage and gave up his trick. He posed and prepared to return the ball, only to see the ground ground once again hit him straight in the face like a spinning ball.

"Huh!?" Ibu was shocked and hurriedly turned his head away, which saved him from the bad luck of being hit in the face by the ball.

"Game, Qingxue Vine Peak! 1 to 1! ā€

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I feel really happy to see that there are friends waiting to see the update in the book review area, but I'm really embarrassed, the internship period has a heavy task, trembling, and I was sentenced to death by HR if I didn't pay attention, and I still have work to do at night, so only two watches came.