Chapter Twenty-Eight: Impact, Martial Arts

"No, Qingxue's was actually broken on the serve, are you kidding?"

"It's worthy of being the top 20 in the country last year, and I actually fought back all of a sudden, well, it's interesting now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Huh? What's going on with Goto-senpai? ”

"Now, Goto-senpai, you have to come on."

"Well, Qingxue's actually got a serve game, it's not good."

"Hey? was taken down by Fudo Peak so easily, and Qingxue is not very good. ”

......

"Snort~" Looking at Goto on the other side, the corner of Fujimori's mouth hooked coldly, "It's still very simple."

As long as you hit back when your ball is just past the halfcourt net, your ace serve will not be able to accelerate, and since my racket is in contact with your tennis ball, your serve will not form an ace serve.

SA, Goto of Qingxue, your ace ......." Fujimori tilted his head slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, "I can't hit it." ”

Goto was stunned for a moment, a faint stunned look crossed his face, and then he gently pushed his glasses, looked at Fujimori opposite, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, "Well, who knows." ”

Hearing this, Liu Sheng in the stands tilted his head slightly, and his eyes narrowed, as if he ...... It's kind of interesting.

"Huh? Goto's Qingxue is not very good," Kako Hasei blinked, and then lay on the guardrail: "The seemingly powerful change-speed ace serve was given by Fujimori, what other tricks does she have?" Ah, by the way, I heard that there is also a mysterious cherry blossom serve, well, Fujimori can be next, right? ”

Listening to her words, Tachibana did not speak, Goto's figure loomed in her pupils, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the shadow was completely annihilated, Goto of Qingxue....... There is a purpose.

Looking at the two sides who exchanged venues, Coach Ryuzaki couldn't help frowning, according to Goto's strength, it shouldn't be possible for those aces to be beaten back, unless...... She is planning Fufufeng's doubles again, so it doesn't matter if she gives this tennis game away for nothing.

"Well, really," Coach Ryuzaki rubbed his forehead helplessly, "It's all willful." As he spoke, he glanced at Sakuraichi and found that she didn't have any unhappy looks because Fujiwara and the others lost a game, and he was more and more sure of his conjecture just now.

But....... Why is this little guy bringing out the same people as her? I like to enjoy the excitement of the game.,I prefer the struggle on the edge.,Well,It's really a bit of a bothersome guy.,Ah.,It's more bothersome than Minamijiro and Echizen.,Really.。

Beep――

"The match starts, and the immovable peak serves."

Kanako Fujimori grabbed the ball, glanced at the two people on the opposite side, Hitomi, slightly condensed, and the hand holding the ball couldn't help but tighten, that Goto .......

Phew――

Throwing the ball, pulling the racket, hitting the ball.

With a snap, the ball instantly broke away from the racket and shot towards the opposing court, and the action was as simple and fast as flowing water.

Goto's eyes froze, and he ran quickly, reaching the landing point before the tennis ball hit the ground, raising his hands and slapping them down.

Smack-

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball mixed with a faint metallic sound was instantly hit back.

-- Variable speed, ace ball

Bangqiu took a step back with his right foot, squatted down, forming a backward lunge posture, his left hand was raised flat, and the racket of his right hand pointed slightly obliquely, looking at the incoming ball, his expression was like water, and his thin lips moved slightly, "Martial arts style,"

Airplanes~

The surrounding air flow suddenly surged, forming three cyclones that began to linger on Bangqiu's racket, and his eyes were gradually covered by the faint light reflected by the air current!!! ”

Boom -

With a loud bang, the tennis ball whistled with a fierce wind, and the torn air couldn't help but let out a crackling sonic boom, and even the dust in the air was swept away from its original track.

Feeling the overweight power in it, Arai's face changed violently, and he turned his head suddenly: "Goto, don't take it!!! ”

Hmph, don't you pick it up?

Looking at Goto, who was ready to catch the ball on the other side, the corners of Hamaaki Maya's mouth hooked coldly, Goto, how can you catch the ball with ten percent of my strength with your slender arms? Even if you catch it, you don't want to continue playing tennis in the future, SA, Goto, lose this game or null your hand, make a choice.

"Will you take it?" Looking at Goto on the court, Tachibana narrowed her eyes, SA, let's see if you have the strength to take this ball, Qingxue, the ...... on the court Yin......

Before the word 'Moujia' crossed his mind, Tangerine Xing's pupils tightened, and that guy ......

"Well, it's really troublesome," behind Goto, the girl with brown white broken hair suddenly flashed, her orange eyes narrowed slightly, her elbows raised flat and retracted, and the right eye of the "O-shaped ......" reflected the ball flying over, and the racket began to accumulate, capturing the moment of the ball's path, and suddenly struck: "Roundabout strike!!! ”

Bang -

With a muffled sound, the moment the tennis ball and the racket came into contact with the racket, it twisted and deformed, and the racket attached to the North Island made a loud sound, and after all the power was gathered on the ball, the yellow-green light suddenly splashed out like a drop of water, and flew to the opposite court with a bright tail-chasing light, and the strong wind brought up set off the midfield net.

Hamaki and Fujimori's pupils tightened.

Boom -

There was a dull thud, like a hammer slamming into a wall, and the wall hit by the tennis ball cracked a thin slit, and then continued to extend around the contact point.

“G...... .......The corners of the referee's mouth twitched vigorously, and after being stuck for a while, he sorted out the emotions in his heart and said loudly: "Game Qingxue, 15-0, Fudo peak serve." ”

Quiet――

There was silence in the stadium, except for the shadows of the clouds, which brought a dark and inexplicable cold color.

Looking at those cracks, the people of Fudo Peak widened their eyes and pupils, and couldn't help but tremble, and ...... Hit back......

It's really ......

Hit back.......

That guy actually hit Hamaaki's martial arts style head-on like this!!!

KUSO! Just kidding?!!!!

"Shhh The Iron Giant of Qingxue!! ”

"It's her, only she can exert such force, it's too strong."

"It's worthy of being a steel giant of Qingxue, this kind of strength is really strong."

"Oh my God, I thought the facts in Tennis Weekly were exaggerated, but now when I look at it, not only is it not exaggerated, but it has shrunk it."

"Forehead ....." The corners of Kosakata Tomoka's mouth twitched for most of the day, looking at the wall full of cracks, a drop of cold sweat couldn't help but slip down her forehead, "Sakurano, your seniors are really ....... How do you get along with them? ”

"Uh...... They're all very easy to get along with. ”

"Good...... It's scary!! Horio swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly hugged his head as if he remembered something: "It's over, we're going to train with them next week, what should we do?" We're going to be killed. ”

Hearing this, Katsuo and Katsuo glanced at the wall, and in an instant, dense beads of sweat slid down their heads, saying, how to deal with this? Ahhhh

Bang -

The sound of the ball landing sounded, and the referee raised his hand and shouted out the score, "Game Qingxue, 3-1, Qingxue serves." ”

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