Chapter 13: The End of Genius

"Uh, the swallow flashback of the predecessor of Fuji," Horio stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

"This speed" Kikumaru also frowned, his speed and skill were among the best in Qingxue, but Shiraishi's speed just now made him a little frightened.

Qian didn't say a word, but the pen in his hand silently wrote down a few sets of numbers. The others reacted differently, bowing their heads or frowning, all silent

"Noji, come on, let me see another kind of return ball." Shiraishi picked up the racket and smiled faintly.

"As you wish." Fuji's eyes suddenly opened, like a brown bear waking up from sleep.

"I'll wait!" With that, Shiraishi tossed the ball up and hit it with a strong external spin.

Looking at the incoming ball, Fuji raised his eyebrows. Bai Shi is a naked provocation, but he can't be rash, he knows his own situation very well, the other party's counterattack just now seems to have been practiced countless times, or this is the original strength of that person. But no matter what it is, Yan Flashback can't fight anymore.

"If you want to fight, I will fight!"

I have a firm belief in my heart, and I am not moved. His speed was already fast, but now he was more like a vigorous leopard, moving quickly towards the incoming ball.

"Bang!"

Catching up with the ball, he looked at Shiraishi on the opposite side, and he hit a high lob ball.

"Step!"

Looking at Fuji's movements, Shiraishi smiled. The genius really has his own pride, but he keeps on his feet, jumping towards the ball. "Then let me take away your glory."

The body rose in the air, and the racket in Shiraishi's hand adjusted the angle to the ball. Looking at Fuji on the other side, he swung his racket down violently.

"Good time."

Predicting Shiraishi's trajectory at this time, Fuji lowered his body and converged his racket and left hand in front of him.

"Smack!"

However, the moment the ball hit the racket, the racket that was not used was bounced off.

“40:0.”

I felt the tremor of the handle of the racket, and my heart trembled. The strength of the other party is amazing, and he can't take the smash that he hits lightly.

"Well, it's not up to par!" The body fell slightly, and Shiraishi smiled.

His words made everyone in Qingxue stunned, and then they all looked at Ryoma, but Ryoma lowered his head and didn't say a word. And on the side of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, everyone felt a little strange, this was not like the usual white stone. Because they've never seen anyone mock anyone in a match, not even against those players who have the best of the game, let alone the one who has always had an excellent reputation.

Only Chitose looked at him, and he seemed to have guessed his minister's thoughts

Fuji stood up silently and said nothing. Just staring at the white stone on the opposite side, his eyes became more aggressive.

"Bang!"

Shiraishi didn't have the habit of chatting with his opponent slowly, and hit the ball at the opposite side. This ball is still a strong external spin ball. As soon as it hit, it flew towards the feet of Fuji on the opposite side.

"Bang!"

The ball hits the ground and bounces. Flying towards Fuji's face with a strong spin, it is somewhat similar to Ryoma's out-spin serve, but the power and speed are incomparable.

"Whew!"

As soon as the opponent hit the ball, he definitely didn't mean to hurt himself. But such a strong external spin is several points stronger than Ryoma's serve, and it is also the opponent's ability to believe in himself.

Thinking about it, Fuji turned around and shifted to his right hand to knock the ball back.

"Whoosh!"

The ball flew towards Shiraishi, but as soon as it flew in front of Shiraishi, it flew towards the sky again.

"Hey, this ball is going out of bounds!" Koharu said. Perhaps tired of shaking the flag, Koharu and Yuji sat on the steps and watched the shot with wide eyes.

"No, it's one of the triple returns, Moby Dick!"

Shiraishi shook his head, his tone indifferent. But his body didn't move at all, and his right hand was still supporting the net, very calmly.

"Whew!"

Sure enough, as soon as Shiraishi's words fell, the flying tennis ball turned back again. Shiraishi, on the other hand, just raises the racket and then deflects it.

"Bang!"

The ball shoots into the ground, stirring up a puff of dust.

"Game, Shiraishi, 1:0."

"Okay, so strong" Momojo stared blankly at the white stone who had suppressed Fuji perfectly.

"Is this the tennis Bible?" Begonia also muttered.

The rest of Qingxue is also secretly frightened, is this the strength of the world champion?

And Jibe and Tachibana have the same faces, and this kind of Cheng dù competition can only be regarded as a relatively good one in the national competition. As far as the fierce Cheng dù is concerned, it is not as good as the match between Chitose and Tachibana.

Jibu frowned even more, and sighed in his heart: "If Fuji can't evolve in the game, there will be no suspense in this game." Actually, he had another guess in his mind, even if Fuji evolved in the game, the result should not change much

"Fuji, your tennis ball is flashy!" Looking at Fuji on the other side, Shiraishi said softly.

He was silent, but the anger in his heart was aroused a little, and the saint would also be angry, not to mention that Shiraishi degraded his tennis ball to nothing.

"Whoosh!"

The tennis ball in his hand spun and fell, and then hit it. It is Fuji's 'invisible serve'.

"Whew!"

The ball flew in front of Shiraishi and then disappeared, unable to be traced by the naked eye.

"Your tennis ball isn't really disappearing!" Shiraishi said as he struck the racket in his hand towards the top where the ball had disappeared.

"Bang!"

Unbiasedly, hitting the vanished tennis ball squarely.

"How so?" Horio shouted, and the others looked incredulous, this was the first time they had seen Fuji's serve broken like this.

Fuji was also shocked, he couldn't understand why the other party could see through his serve. Even Tezuka hasn't really seen through his trick so far. But the opponent's return ball was in front of him, and Rong had to think twice.

"Bang!"

The speed does not decrease, and Fuji runs towards the tennis ball. Then raise your hand and hit the ball diagonally. This is very awkward, and it is difficult to control your own strength. But Fuji also has a hard time, the opponent's hitting angle is too tricky, and Anruod, who is from the West Coast team of the United States, can't compare with him at all.

"Bang!"

Another ball, Shiraishi smashed in. No, they can't react at all, and they can't react.

“0:15.”

"Bang!"

"Game, Shiraishi, 2:0."

"Bang!"

"Game, Shiraishi, 5:0."

In a blink of an eye, Shiraishi was already ahead of the two-five games, which was a real suppression. In front of Shiraishi, the so-called Qingxue genius could only bow his head. Moreover, at this time, Fuji was already sweating profusely, and his breathing was messed up.

"Liar, Fuji is actually starting to gasp, it's been less than fifteen minutes!" Kikumaru exclaimed.

As a player who lacks a body, Kikumaru pays attention to the training of the body. After several months of training from the Kanto Championship to the National Championship, his body has been able to hold on to the tie-break, but if you want to compare it with Fuji, it is still far behind. And the state of the two at this time, how can he not be surprised.

"Superb short balls, tricky corner kicks, great power, and terrible body" Qian's face gradually darkened as he kept recording Shiraishi's information, and the ones he had memorized before were crossed out over and over again. In other words, Shiraishi's information is constantly being refreshed.

"Hoo, hoo!!"

He was panting in his mouth, and the sweat on his head was already soaking his hair. Fuji was very helpless, he never thought that he would be forced to such a point. Looking at the man opposite, Fuji felt a deep powerlessness.

"No, is that all you have in tennis? Or is it that you are learning tennis, only this kind of Cheng dù? Shiraishi's indifferent voice came again.

This time, he went straight to Qingxue's tennis, which made Taocheng and others angry. But it's a fact that Fuji was suppressed, and if they were replaced, it would only be worse than having to be two.

"What did you say?"

The essence in Fuji's eyes flashed, his tennis was belittled, he could fight and prove himself with strength. But his school can't be insulted, it's his backlash, and he'll fight with all his might. "In that case, let's have a good game of tennis!"

He was talking to himself, but in an instant, it was like a different person, and his fighting spirit exploded, which was dazzling.

"Is it finally here?" Shiraishi's heart was as calm as ever.

"The treacherous plan has succeeded" Chitose looked at Shiraishi, the smile on his face was vague, the minister's purpose was about to be achieved.

"It's coming!" Fuji sighed softly, tossed the ball in his hand, and hit Shiraishi.

Shiraishi's gaze froze, and the spin attached to the ball became stronger. But how could he flinch, lift his racket, and meet it.

"Bang!"

When the face touched, Shiraishi's face changed slightly. Fuji's ball is very strange, not because the power has increased, but because the rotational force attached to it is difficult to eliminate, which increases the burden on the arm. But this kind of Cheng dù is nothing to Shiraishi, and with a slight vibration, Shiraishi throws the ball out.

"Huh!"

Fuji chuckled and looked at Shiraishi as he lifted the tennis ball high and hit a lob ball.

"Provocative?"

Shiraishi smiled, jumped up again, and slammed the ball down.

"Whew!"

Fuji's figure flashed, and he was seen holding the racket with both hands, his back to Shiraishi, and picking the tennis ball over.

"Click"

“15:0.”

"Triple return to hit the ball, Kirin falls to the ground!" Fuji said with a smile on his face.

"Kirin? Fuji seniors said unicorn! Horio shouted, his voice infecting everyone. The hearts of the people of Qingxue moved, and the counterattack of the predecessors came.

"Oh? Kirin? It's a pretty good name," Shiraishi smiled too, and since Fuji had awakened, it was time for him to end the game.

"Go ahead!" Fuji looked at Shiraishi on the other side and hit the tennis ball in his hand again.

"No, it's time to finish." With this thought in his heart, Shiraishi's speed gradually accelerated. Raise your hand and hit the ball, as if you were sailing.

"Bang!"

This ball is extremely tricky. But Fuji's speed also became faster, and looking at Shiraishi on the other side, he raised the tennis ball again.

"Heh, the same trick won't work for me."

Shiraishi chuckled, bent his left leg, and bounced violently. In the face of this ball, he still swung his racket fiercely.

"Whew!"

Fuji's body changed again, holding the racket with both hands and posing for hitting the ball.

"Time difference hell!"

Shiraishi whispered, and the racket he swung slid down, slamming out from behind his body.

"Bang!"

The ball sinks into the ground, stirring up a puff of dust. On the other hand, he still maintained his previous posture, preparing to hit the 'unicorn to the ground'.

“15:15.”

"This is? Tachikai Marui's? Qian also opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect to be able to use it like this.

Fuji was shocked, really shocked. He didn't expect his trick to be broken like this, and there was a trace of depression in his heart. But he's got his cards and he's got a chance

"Bang!"

Fuji knocked the ball out, and when it flew in front of Shiraishi, it suddenly flew upward.

"Triple return shot, White Dragon!"

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Fuji said lightly: "White Dragon, won't come back"

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, the tennis ball that flew into the sky suddenly fell, and then catapulted in the direction of Shiraishi's right.

However, at this time, a smile appeared on the corner of Shiraishi's mouth.

"Whew!"

The tennis ball that was about to fly over seemed to be restrained by something, and its trajectory was gradually changing, slowly deviating from a straight line, and then flying towards Shiraishi's back. And around the white rock, it is the center of the whirlpool.

"Tezuka Domain?" Jibu smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect Fuji to be the same as himself, but he was defeated by this move.

"Bang!"

“15:30.”

Shiraishi calmly hit the tennis ball to the corner, and his face was full of surprise and helplessness

ps: Thank you Xiaohan for your tip!!

Alas, it's all tears~~~~(>_