The score was announced, and Fuji Shusuke stared at the ball mark and fell into silence.

The vanishing serve is his service master, and even if he can't win this game, he can still win a point.

But it actually shows that it is completely ineffective in front of Shendailan.

"Breath, wind, airflow, your serve is actually ....... There is nowhere to hide. Kamidai Blue's magnetic voice rang in Fuji Shusuke's ears.

"Really? It turns out that my trick is such a good shot back in your eyes. The corners of Fuji Zhousuke's mouth flashed with a hint of bitterness.

He took another deep breath, calmed himself, and slapped his tennis ball solemnly.

Balls, can they really disappear?

Whether it was the previous Shen Yin or the current disappearing serve, it was really done.

But what's even more unbelievable is that Shendai Blue still fought back easily.

"Breathing, wind, airflow, can these really be factors that can see through the serve?" Mamoru Inoue chewed on these words carefully, and it was hard to hide the horror in his eyes.

"No, it's not that hard for the top players." As if he had thought of something, Mamoru Inoue looked at Minamijiro with an inexplicable hint in his eyes.

"I think I can see why Mr. Minamijiro came to watch the fight."

......

"Being able to use so many unnoticed elements is not something that ordinary tennis players can do." Fuji Shusuke gently slapped the tennis ball.

"But what...... I still want to give it a try. ”

"Huh." The tennis ball is rotated, and when it falls to a certain height, the tennis racket in Fuji's right hand is pushed hard.

The tennis ball is in the middle of the flight again! Disappear into the sun.

"I've seen the trail of this ball." Shen Dailan closed his eyes, smiled, and took a step forward, his right hand lightly.

"Bang." The tennis ball flew precisely towards Fuji Zhousuke.

"Sure enough! He forsaken his eyes to perceive my ball with his hearing and the flow of air. After confirming what he was thinking, he looked at him: "Since that's the case......."

"Bang!" After a wave of his arm, the tennis ball went towards the bottom line of Kamidai Blue's right half.

"He actually has his eyes closed?!" In the exclamation of the audience, Kamiyo Lan closed his eyes, ran to the landing point, and accurately hit the ball back.

The whole process went smoothly, and the body did not have any stagnation due to the loss of vision.

"How could he do this? Can anyone really play without relying on their eyesight? "All the schools have already been dumbfounded.

"Theoretically, the sound of each ball is different after hitting back at different angles and forces, and you should be able to judge the direction and angle of the ball based on the feedback of the sound, the rotation applied by the ball and the fluidity of the air." Qian's voice stammered slightly, and it was obviously shocked.

"No matter what, what the gods are showing now is the pinnacle of technology."

"It's a height that many tennis players can't reach in their lifetime."

For a player with technical expertise like Fuji Shusuke, he has worked hard to hone his skills, only to find that others have skills far above him, and he may not even be able to catch up with them in his life.

This pain is painstaking.

"Brother, come on." Fuji Yuta clenched his fists worriedly and muttered to himself.

"Drink!" Fuji Zhou stops with his feet, swings his racket, and applies his good spin to the tennis ball again and again.

"Click." The tennis ball that lands on the ground instantly bounces to an irregular place, although the speed is not fast, but it can force the opponent to fine-tune the posture, causing greater consumption.

"Bang." However, Shen Dailan stood there, swinging the racket without a trace of sluggishness, and hit the ball back in a flash.

"Neither the spin, nor the force, nor anything else could make any difference in his posture, and he knew exactly what the ball was going to do before it even arrived."

"When you do everything you can, only to find that the other person is not bothered by your offensive at all, the pain is despair."

"Such an opponent is simply ....... God, no, coupled with the despair and oppression like death, he is like the Grim Reaper!! Sanada muttered to himself, his pupils full of fear, and even a hint of fear.

"No matter where you hit the ball, the next moment it will fly back at a faster pace, and you can't let go at all, otherwise you will lose the ball."

"This kind of pressure, this kind of despair, why does my body have a feeling of blood boiling." Running, Fuji Zhousuke's eyes were full of inexplicable meaning.

"My body seemed to be telling me that he enjoyed the thrill of being scared and pushing to the limit."

"Kamidai Blue!"

"You're really strong." Fuji Zhousuke's eyes completely changed.

If in the past, he seemed to be a little more serious after opening his eyes, and he was still lazy at the deepest, then now, everything about him has been occupied by seriousness.

Dignified, serious, want to give full play to yourself.

"I remember, that's it!!" In the face of the attacking tennis ball, his eyes were like torches, his feet turned bare, his shoes rubbed violently against the ground, and after adjusting his position, the angle of the paddle was slightly upward, and he cut out fiercely.

"Whoosh." The tennis ball quickly skimmed over the net, did not bounce when it landed, and flew directly to the ground, leaving a shallow trace.

"Phoenix flashback? Interesting. A look of surprise flashed in Kamiyo's blue eyes.

Fuji's talent is even more amazing than he thought.

No.

To be precise, Fuji who went all out could have played a phoenix flashback, but he didn't know it.

"Whether it's the swallow returning to the nest or the phoenix flashback, it doesn't work for me." Shen Dailan walked easily, and when the tennis ball flew to his feet, he whispered: "The eighth of the bound path." ”

When the racket is swinging, a wonderful air flow condenses, pulling the tennis ball up and into the racket.

"Bang." The tennis ball turned into a streamer and headed towards the other half of the court.

"Stomp, stomp." Fuji Shusuke had long expected that the phoenix flashback would not be able to help Shendai Blue, and quickly activated, the breeze stirred his sleeves, and the smooth muscles hidden under the clothes loomed.

"Dah." The crisp sound told everyone that the quality of the return shot of this ball was extremely poor, and it was not at all like the technical flow of Fuji would play.

The ball slowly flew into the air and fell towards Kamidai Blue.

It's a great smash opportunity.

"It's ....... That's right! Brown bear caught!! Horio and Katsuro on Seokaku's side couldn't hold back and cheered.

"Huh." Kamidai Blue jumped up and buckled the racket.

"Huh." A few breezes blew by, and the midsummer breeze was so light, yet powerful enough to hold up a speeding ball.

"Bang." Fuji stepped forward with his right leg, knelt on one knee, clapped his hands in his hands, and cut to the right side of his body with the sound of breaking wind.

The tennis ball flew into the sky like a beam of light, and then headed towards the second half of Kamiyo Blue.

"The second of the triple retaliation, the unicorn was caught." Fuji Zhousuke's flat tone resounded throughout the audience.

"Going to score? Now that the gods have just landed, the ball is already about to ....... Well? Still holding his chest, pretending to be a master, his expression was not tightened.

In the line of sight, Shen Dailan teleported to the second half and waved his hand casually.

"Bang." The tennis ball smashed into the second half and bounced off the court.

“30-0。” The audience was silent.

It took a long time for someone to say tentatively: "Is he teleporting?" ”

"Yes, man, you read that right, he really teleported."

"Is he Superman?"