"I'll take it." The corners of Shiraishi's mouth subconsciously hooked.

However, in the next moment, the smile froze.

In sight, Kamiyo Blue, who was on the baseline, appeared in the first half in the blink of an eye and hit the ball back with a freehand swing.

“30-0。” When the ball passed through and the breeze blew up the sleeves, Shiraishi suddenly realized that he had lost points.

"Now, do you feel your powerlessness? It's like watching that breeze. ”

Looking at the Shen Dai Lan who was smiling at him, Bai Shi only felt an indescribable pressure rushing to his face, as if he felt suffocated.

"It's so strong." He whispered softly, his hand subconsciously grasping the racket, and the muscles flare.

"It's too fast, what's that pace? I didn't see it at all. "The Naniwa Star of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, Shinobu Zuken, couldn't help but make an incredible sound.

As he grew faster and faster, he couldn't figure out how Shen Dailan could appear in the opposite corner.

"It's not Okinawa, and to be precise, Okinawa isn't that fast."

If it is a shot in the front and second halves, the fast pace of Okinawa can give the illusion of teleportation.

But Shiraishi hit the ball diagonally in the front and back halves, and no matter how fast he runs, he is unlikely to catch up.

After all, there is a limit to human speed.

But all that was shattered by this goal.

"It's a step I've never seen before, but I'm sure it's a huge drain on physical strength, and it shouldn't take more than a few times a game." Watanabe pondered.

"Now if Shiraishi wants to break the game, he has to show the skill to deal with that pace, otherwise his rhythm will be suppressed all the time."

For a tennis player, rhythm is crucial.

Those who master the rhythm can play stronger balls with less physical exertion.

The other side often needs more consumption to fight back.

.......

"What should I do?"

Shiraishi bent his knees and stared at the relaxed Kamidai Blue.

My foundation is not as good as his, and I can't grab the rhythm, if I continue to fight like this, I will lose.

For the first time in his life, Shiraishi felt powerless and frustrated.

This is a feeling that I have never felt when I was defeated by Yukimura.

Because the other party crushed himself in what he was best at.

It even gave him the idea of "whether my tennis philosophy is correct".

For a tennis player, the consequences of losing self-confidence are severe.

"Drink!" Shiraishi's eyes froze, and he threw the ball again, still in a perfect posture.

"Bang." The speed of the tennis ball burst is the same as before.

Obviously, Shiraishi's mental adjustment skills are also top-notch.

"There are so many ways to deal with the same basic tennis." The corners of Kamidai Lan's mouth are slightly hooked, and he hits it back with an equally perfect forehand, and at the same time, he exerts force with one foot and jumps to the other side.

"Defeat magic with magic, it's my favorite routine." With a chuckle, Kamiyo Blue pumped the ball that came in again to the other side of the White Rock half.

"So fast!" The sudden acceleration made Shiraishi's breathing and pace a little messy, and even his perfect posture was flawed.

Under the continuous acceleration of the offensive, Shiraishi was obviously struggling to parry.

Although his basic tennis ball is round and perfect, he can handle a ball in the most perfect way at any time.

But.

After Kamidai Blue uses a one-foot break step to speed up, a crack appears in Shiraishi's biblical tennis ball.

"It's also the use of one-legged broken steps, but Baishi can't parry it at all, this minister of Immovable Peak is so strong." The funny duo who have been giggling all the time put away their smiles.

"Although Shiraishi's foundation is very solid, there is obviously a stronger foundation on the other side, and it will definitely be a painful game for Shiraishi." Chitose couldn't help but sigh.

This is the flaw of biblical tennis, when the opponent's foundation is much higher than one's own, it will produce a series of drawbacks. Kamidai Blue's tennis is too strong, he has transcended the realm of junior high school students, and has moved to a higher realm, for Shiraishi, the importance of this match is not the result, but in this painful process, whether he can understand his future path. Watanabe pressed the straw hat on his head, revealing a rare solemn expression.

“40-0。”

Shiraishi stopped, turned his head to look at the point where he lost points, and quietly clenched his racket, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Damn, at least one point." Before Shiraishi realized, his goal had quietly shifted to winning a point.

He served again, and the magnetic voice of Kamishiro resounded in the court.

"Playing the perfect tennis game with a solid foundation, regardless of speed, strength, endurance, spirit and technique, this style of play can ensure that you have all-round ability and will not have significant weaknesses, but ......." Kamidai Blue has run to the landing point between words, raising the racket, and the arms bulging smooth muscles.

"You don't have the ability to kill a game, and being too balanced means mediocrity."

"Your biblical tennis ball, too banal, Shiraishi."

"Bang." Under Shiraishi's shocked gaze, the ball turned into a beam of light at a speed that could barely be caught by the naked eye, and it pierced half of the court in an instant.

"Snort." The tennis ball was firmly embedded in the barbed wire, wisps of green smoke came out, and a charred mark was left on the tennis court.

"Game, 1-0, Kamidai Blue leads."

"Is my tennis mediocre?" Shiraishi wiped the sweat from his head, his eyes were a little confused, and he exchanged places like a puppet.

"Lost your fighting spirit? Then sink into defeat and step back. Kamidai Blue served mercilessly.

“15-0。”

"If you feel sad, break the seal on your arm, and maybe you can lose a little more decently." Kamidai Blue's face was calm and he said softly.

“30-0。”

Shiraishi stood still, letting the ball slip past him.

"It's too much, he doesn't know how hard the minister is working." The selection of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple couldn't stand it anymore, they didn't want to just watch Shiraishi being humiliated, and even wanted to rush into the venue.

"Shut up and don't interfere with the game." Watanabe's eyes were cold, and he scolded: "This is a game that may affect Shiraishi's life, it's all good for me, the game is not over yet!" ”

Under Watanabe's rare harshness, the main candidates suppressed the anger in their hearts.

Watanabe looked at the game solemnly, and muttered to himself, "This feeling is very uncomfortable, let him see, your tennis, Shiraishi!" ”

......

"Against stronger opponents, my tennis is simply not going to be able to beat." Shiraishi closed his eyes, pain in his heart.

"I have worked hard for years to embark on this path, but I have been completely denied today?"

If the foundation he has accumulated now is a river, then the foundation of Kamidai Blue is a sea with no end in sight.

"However, my tennis is not mediocre." Shiraishi opened his eyes and slowly raised his head.

“40-0。” The tennis ball skipped past him, and Kamiyo Blue scored again, but Shiraishi's expression was calm.

Others also saw that something seemed to have changed in Shiraishi at this moment.

"There's nothing wrong with a well-balanced and well-rounded tennis style, it's just too rigid." A look of realization flashed in Bai Shi's eyes.

"Make effective adjustments according to the situation, gather the advantages of other people's styles, and gather in yourself."

Shiraishi's eyes lit up, and his momentum skyrocketed.

"Have you regained your fighting spirit? Interesting, I hope you can hold on for a while. Seeing the change in Baishi, the corners of Shendai Lan's mouth were slightly hooked, and he chuckled.