His eyes caught the ball, but his unaccustomed right hand didn't keep up.

"Echizen, you better go all out, otherwise you'll lose ugly."

"Hush." Echizen switched the racket to his left hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile.

"Now, you're still far away."

"Huh." Ibu's high-speed serve came.

Ibu's tennis is both technical and low-cost.

Mainly use the most simple posture to play the most effective ball.

No matter how you behave, Yiwu's expression won't change much, and his mood will always remain stable.

If Ibu is asked to do fishing training, it will be no problem to sit by the river all day.

It can be said that the state of mind that Ibu currently has is the goal of Akutsu.

In the face of such an opponent, Echizen didn't know what to do.

In the past, he could always find the flaws in the opponent, but in the current fight, he has been forced to use his left hand, and the opponent's information is basically unknown.

"What's the matter, Echizen, what about your previous momentum?"

Ibu did not forget to stimulate Echizen Ryoma with words during the fight.

"Damn!" Furious, Echizen froze, his toes lightly, his body jumped lightly, and he pulled it back the moment the tennis ball bounced off the ground

"Smack." The tennis ball was like a dagger slashing through the yellow light, precisely interspersed in the dead corner of Yiwu's turn, and popped off the court.

“15-15。”

"Not bad." Iwu rubbed his wrist.

Since he still carried some weight, his body was stiff.

After Echizen was firing at full power, Ibu began to lose points continuously.

“30-15。”

“40-15。”

"Game, 1-0, Echizen Ryoma leads."

With the score announced, the first small game ended.

"It's true that Echizen has such strength in the first grade, and if it was two weeks ago, I might not have been able to win." Iwu said with a look of convincing.

"Hey, Yiwu, stop playing, let's get it over quickly." Kamio said disapprerovingly.

Echizen watched the scene calmly, pressed his hat, and walked towards his half.

He knew that Ibu Fukaji wasn't giving it his all.

To be precise, he is still in the state of layout.

Through the return shots again and again, Echizen can clearly feel that the return shot has become more and more difficult.

Looking at Ibu's calm and deep face, Echizen's expression became solemn.

"The people of Fudo Peak are not simple."

"Click." He shifted his racket to his right hand and slapped the tennis ball hard.

"Externally rotated serve?" As soon as he saw this familiar posture, Yiwu suddenly understood.

Echizen tossed the ball high, jumped slightly, and with a soft shout, the racket was heavily buckled.

"Snort." The tennis ball spun wildly as it touched the ground, and then bounced towards Fukaji Ibu's face.

"Huh." The wind brought by the tennis ball skimmed his cheeks, and the tennis ball flew out of bounds.

“15-0。” Echizen confidently pronounced the score.

"Even if I know it's an outspin serve, it's not as easy to fight back as I thought when I actually face it, and the spin attached to the ball is very strong, and it's not easy to fight back in my current situation." Iwu rubbed his wrist.

The impact of weight on him is still relatively large.

“30-0。”

“40-0。”

"Game, 2-0, Echizen Ryoma leads."

In the blink of an eye, Echizen won the service game.

......

"It seems that this first-year student still has some ability, and Yiwu has been suppressed."

The god tail outside the field said with a solemn face.

"Hmm." Akutsu squeezed a syllable out of his nose.

"However, this is only under the premise of carrying weights." Kamio smiled lightly.

......

"Why did he lose two games, he was so calm?" Echizen stared at Fukashi Ibu, who had an indifferent expression, and said secretly in his heart.

Obviously he has the advantage of two games, but he has a kind of pressure to be chased.

"Bang."

“15-0。”

“30-0。”

“30-15。”

Next, the two fought fiercely back and forth.

The strange feeling in Echizen's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Every ball he hit was aimed at something I was uncomfortable with." Echizen tried to break the deadlock by changing the quality of the return, but failed.

"Game, 3-0, Echizen Ryoma leads."

When Echizen won the game again, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

This round took far more time.

"It's almost over, Echizen, I'm not curious about you anymore." Fukaji Ibu's calm voice rang out.

"Snort." The racket that was originally holding the racket was turned by his backhand and suddenly cut out at the moment when the ball hit the ground.

"My hands!" Echizen ran to the landing point as usual, but his body froze in place at the moment of the swing.

Tennis balls streak across the side.

“15-0。”

"Did you find that your body couldn't move?" Ibu Fukaji's tone was unwavering.

"Although I don't know much about Qingxue, I can be proud of having such strength in the first grade."

"Damn!" Echizen clutched the ball tightly, and the frustration in his heart made him angry.

"Bang." He leaps high and hits a perfect outspin serve.

"Click." The ball spun wildly as it landed, bouncing off suddenly.

"It's useless for me!" Ibu Fukaji took a step back and gently pulled his right hand from bottom to top.

"Click." The tennis ball was hit with precision and flew towards Echizen's half.

The ball takes an arc in the air and falls towards the baseline.

"Deliberately hit the ball in the front 1/3 of the racket to strengthen the spin, and once it is hit back, the shots with different spins are already in place, and this first-year imp has completely fallen into the trap." Akutsu snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain: "It takes so much effort to fight a rookie." ”

"Ibu Fukaji ......." Echizen's eyes flashed with coldness.

This year's Fudo Peak is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The Ibu Fukashi in front of him is not outstanding in strength, speed, reaction, etc., and there are no actual shortcomings.

But there was a strong sense of unease when playing against him.

It is not difficult to conclude from the previous words of Ibu Fukaji: Ibu may not be as good as himself twenty days ago.

But twenty days later, he had such a metamorphosis.

Why?

Could it be......

A guess came to Echizen's mind.

But it was immediately denied.

Impossible.

The progress that can be made in just twenty days is limited.

"Try again, outspin serve."

When the ball landed and spun and bounced, Ibu shook his head in disappointment: "I said it, Echizen, this trick is useless to me." ”

"It's too early to say that." Not to be outdone, Echizen fought back.

The tennis ball continued to bounce between the two, and the two who did not give in to each other made the game more and more anxious.

.......

"Damn, why is it so difficult!" Echizen saw a tennis ball speeding towards it with an air current.

"Give me a score!" With firm conviction, he swung his racket violently.

"What a strong downspin, oh no, my hand!!" The moment the racket touched the ball, Echizen's face changed.

"Whoosh." Tennis out of bounds.

"Game, 3-1, Echizen Ryoma leads."

"Alright, let's get it over quickly." Ibu looked at Echizen, who was rubbing his wrists, and smiled meaningfully.

"Let me show you, the Minister taught me the skills."