In the blue eyes of the gods, countless data appeared on Akutsu's body, surging towards Qian's body.

Dry is like a machine, receiving data and conducting scientific analysis.

"Bang!" It was another normal serve, heading straight for Akutsu.

"Give it to me!!" Akutsu's eyes were fierce, he took a step hard, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, his leg muscles exploded, and at the moment when the tennis ball bounced, his body twisted suddenly, his right hand crossed the afterimage, and the racket smashed on the tennis ball with the sound of breaking wind.

"Bang!"

With a roar, the tennis ball shot towards the dry blast like a missile, dragging a slender air stream that burst through the air with a shock wave.

"Data collection with an angry full blow, correction data, angle up, racket down, must be held in both hands, after the counterattack, the opponent hits the left side 79% of the time."

In response to Akutsu's anger, it was Gan's extreme sanity and beautiful two-handed forehand to fight back.

The tennis ball went with a shock wave towards the other half of the court.

Akutsu took a step, leaned forward, like a cheetah and instantly chased the tennis ball, the sole of his shoe rubbed against the ground, the sole of his left foot stepped on the ground to exert force, and while twisting his body, he pulled his right hand behind him and pulled it out from top to bottom.

"Huh." The tennis ball streaked across a trajectory and headed diagonally.

"Run, bend your knees, hit back, this ball has a 100% chance of being an irregular spinning ball." Qianda strides to the landing point, calmly lowers the center of his body, so that he can hit back the heavy ball, and swings it out with both hands in the racket posture of a backhand racket.

'The power and the stats don't show a deviation of more than 5 per cent, so there's a 76 per cent chance that the ball will hit the midfield angle and he'll be caught off guard with a lob ball.'

"Bang." The tennis ball is like a yellow dagger, and it is precisely interspersed with the front midfield.

"How can it be this angle?" Akutsu hurried online while lowering his body. Straighten the racket to catch it.

The angle of the ball made him uncomfortable, and even his body felt stiff.

"Mistaken." The feedback from the racket made his face change, and he hurriedly stabilized his body, only to see the tennis ball cut through an extremely high arc.

"Huh."

Qian's body jumped up, bringing up a large shadow, the lenses flashed with cold light, and his arm buckled hard.

"Bang!" The tennis ball penetrates the half court in an instant.

“40-0。”

As the referee pronounced the verdict, the audience boiled.

"It's so strong!! This Qingxue person is so strong! ”

"How do you feel that he predicted all of Akutsu's actions!"

"When did Qingxue have this person."

"It's worthy of Ah Gan, it's really powerful, he actually suppressed Yajiujin." Qingxue this side, Kikumaru cheered.

"Senior Qian, your efforts have paid off, and your intelligence tennis has been fully brought into play." Haitang was moved.

He was also very happy about the hellish training.

"What are you kidding, did this guy predict my every move?" Akutsu's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the tennis ball roll to the ground.

"Your data has been completely collected by me, and I won this game." Qian lifted his glasses and said confidently.

"Data? What are you kidding, Lao Tzu can't be measured by data! Akutsu's eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Still not convinced? Then let's experience it again. "Dry kicked off again.

"I'm never predicted by the numbers!!" Akutsu's breath condensed, and his right hand was pulled out fiercely.

"I've seen it, your data flow."

In the dry world, countless data spread out of Yakutsu's body, heading towards his brain.

"Bang bang." Fierce fights rang out!

The two sides do not give in to each other.

"According to the data, there is an 89 percent chance that the ball is spinning."

The moment the tennis ball landed, it rotated irregularly towards the body.

This is a strong downspin chase ball, and if you don't avoid it in time, you can get hurt on your body.

"Bang."

Looking at the tennis ball that was easily shot back again, Akutsu's eyes were bloodshot.

"Bang."

He leaped to his feet and pulled the ball out with all his might.

"Consistent with the data, even the height, angle, and even the surface of the shot back after anger are the same, then, this ball should be moved back 1.5 meters, the face of the shot should be lowered by 5 degrees, and the right hand should be pulled back 20 centimeters, so that it is the perfect angle of the return shot." After careful calculation, he was not in a hurry, just like a leisurely stroll board to adjust his position, and waved his right hand casually.

"Bang."

The next moment, the tennis ball landed at Yakutsu's feet at a faster pace and bounced out of bounds.

"Game,2-1,Youth School Park Kansada leads。

"You've seen through me, Akutsu." Gan looked at Akutsu, his tone as flat as if he was describing a fact.

"Shh Akutsu silently took his racket and headed towards his own half.

In the fourth game, Yakutsu served.

"Bang!"

“15-0。”

“30-0。”

“40-0。”

“game，2-2。”

“game，3-2。”

“game，4-2。”

In front of data tennis, Akutsu is like a fragile baby, completely overwhelmed by accurate data.

Whether it was his emotions, movements, or even what he might say, it would be predicted by Qian, and the more Akutsu fought, the more he fought, the more angry he became, and the level of his last body could not be fifty percent.

It's like a flash torrent, pouring thousands of miles.

Soon the score was tied and even overtaken.

There are only two words to describe a normal game, ugly.

Akuzu is like an impotent and furious beast, showing its fangs, but helplessly losing points.

During the break, Akutsu put a towel on top of his head, without the ferocity of the past, like a lost dog.

Kamidai Lan glanced at Akutsu meaningfully, and said softly, "Didn't you say you wanted to defeat me?" Why is it that even a Qingxue person fights so hard, if you continue to fight like this, you will lose. ”

Akutsu's head moved, his chest heaved and he didn't speak.

"Since he's good at data analysis, let's play outside of data." Kamidai Lan handed Akutsu a bottle of drink: "Kandai Sadaharu is not strong, it's just that you have never seen this kind of play yourself, and you are not used to it." ”

Akutsu took the drink, took a few sips viciously, wiped his sweat, and got up suddenly.

As he was advancing, a faint voice came to the ears of Kamidai: "Thank you." ”

In the seventh game, Sadaharu Kan served.

"Have you calmed down? This was somewhat unexpected. Qian glanced at Yakutsu, who had fallen silent, and raised his eyebrows: "That's right, the order of the gods to make such an arrangement is definitely confident in Yakutsu, he will definitely not watch Yakujin be defeated by my data tennis, for Yakutsu, this is an opportunity to break through, but at the same time, it is also my chance." ”

Qian's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously grabbed the racket.

"Huh." He threw the tennis ball, stared directly at the falling tennis ball, and when the tennis ball fell to a certain height, the soles of his feet were a little bit, his body jumped up, and the racket was precisely buckled on the tennis ball.

"Bang."

The tennis ball turned into a streamer and exploded in front of Yakutsu.

"Step." Unhurried, Akutsu lowered his body, took a step back, and while leaning sideways, he withdrew his right hand.

"Two steps to the left, what's the deal with the 90% chance of hitting back for the baseline?" As soon as Kan hit the ball back, he saw Akutsu suddenly jump up from the net.

His posture is extremely strange, his body and hips are at 90 degrees, his eyelids are facing down, his hands are naturally straight, and his legs are level, and his hips are actually the highest point of the whole person.

When jumping to the high point, Akutsu raised his head, spread his body widely, and slammed the ball into the midfield.

"Bang." The tennis ball bounced up at great speed and flew out of bounds, and Qian stood in place with a shocked expression.

“15-0。”

"It's wrong with the data, he actually chose to volley in front of the net, and I've never seen that posture of hitting back, is it a coincidence?" Tighten the racket in your hand.

"It doesn't make sense that he's acting contrary to the data." Qian's face was solemn: "Now that I am 4-2 ahead, I have the advantage in my hand, and I can completely re-collect data." ”

"Bang."

The tennis ball flew to Akutsu, and it was another ordinary serve.

"Bang bang." The two sides ran back and forth, hitting the tennis ball.

"There is a 70% chance of an outside spin ball, and a 10% chance of a return shot to the baseline!"

It was another extremely tricky baseline tennis ball, and Yakutsu, who was originally in the midfield, quickly retreated.

"Whether you can change the habit of hitting the ball or not, the subconscious decision-making will not change, and I won this point." The corners of the mouth are hooked.

However, the next moment, he saw Akutsu hunch down again, instantly chasing the tennis ball in the weird posture he had before, and suddenly jumped up, stretching his body, revealing a pair of crazy eyes.

"Bang!" The tennis ball pierced through the half court, bouncing off the barbed wire, spinning and emitting green smoke.

“30-0。”

(End of chapter)