"It's similar to the use of the Binding Path, to give a tennis ball a special spin, when I use the white dragon's, the rotation will make the white dragon deviate, and it will go out of bounds." Fuji said in a deep voice.

"Yes, this is the ball technique I created based on the repulsion, the Hand of God."

"The Hand of God? It's a very loud name. ”

Fuji slapped the tennis ball: "But this alone is not worthy of such a domineering name." ”

"Bang." The tennis ball flew out, dangling countless afterimages in the air.

Chitose closed her eyes and swung her racket unaffected, hitting the tennis ball with precision.

"I can also feel the air currents and find real tennis." He also did not forget to provoke.

"He hit the topspin?" Fuji frowned.

In previous games, Chitose would have minimized topspin.

Although he has a way to crack the phoenix flashback, it has great limitations and does not succeed every time, so avoiding the return of the topspin ball is the best solution.

But now, Chitose has no scruples about hitting topspin.

Is this a provocation?

Fuji's competitive spirit was quietly ignited, and he struck a slicing pose.

"Phoenix Flashback."

The tennis ball was spun so hard that it flew over the net so fast that it was about to hit the ground when it suddenly changed direction and flew sideways as if it were being pulled by a hand, and smashed out of bounds.

“30-0。”

"How so?" Shocked voices rang out from the sidelines.

Not to mention ordinary audiences, even the members of Lihai University were a little confused.

"What the hell, why did Phoenix Flashback suddenly change direction?"

"Is the Hand of God the Hand of God?" Liu Lianji looked at Chitose who was standing motionless in place with a shocked look in his eyes: "He knew from the beginning that this ball would definitely go out of bounds." ”

"Do you remember the Eighth Rebuke of the Bound Path?" At this time, Sanada suddenly spoke: "By applying air currents to counteract the rotation of the opponent's tennis ball, the hand of God is a reverse repulsion, and by applying air currents to make the tennis ball change its rotation when it is hit back." ”

Liu Lian thought for a moment, and roughly understood the feasibility of this ball skill in her mind, and bowed her head slightly: "It's really terrifying that a simple No. 8 binding path can evolve so many playing styles." ”

"Don't underestimate the basic ghost path, the knowledge contained in it is profound." Mori Shouzaburo shook his head and said.

After seeing the match between Kamishiro Blue and Shuji Tanejima, he benefited a lot! I also found some inspiration from the ghost road.

The more he learned about Shen Dailan, the more he was shocked by Shen Dailan's talent and strength.

The seemingly simple ghost path contains college questions, which is enough for a tennis player to study for a lifetime.

It's hard to imagine how Kamidai Blue created all kinds of ghost paths and slashing swords.

Perhaps, as the head coach said:

"This era is destined to have only one brilliance! That's Kamidai Blue. ”

"Bang."

“40-0。”

After another Hand of God, Chitose scored another point.

"No, the white dragon is completely pinched to death, the hand of God has completely restrained the spinning ball skills, Chitose Qianli, worthy of being a veteran national player, much stronger than last year." Liu Lian Er said in a low voice.

He is good at data analysis, he has collected data for a thousand years, and now it seems that the data needs to be updated a lot.

"Huh!" This time it's a normal riposte, without much spin.

Fuji and Chitose start pulling against each other.

But it can be seen that Fuji was suppressed by the hand of the gods, and he didn't dare to hit the spinning ball that he was good at.

"Is that all?"

Chitose sneered, took a step to the landing point, shook his wrist, and hit a tennis ball with a special spin.

Fuji, who had been standing calmly, suddenly activated, his eyes were like torches, and he waved out the racket in his right hand, as if a whirlpool appeared in the racket.

The tennis ball sank into it, and the power and spin were instantly canceled out, and then flew towards Chitose with an even stronger spin.

"Mayfly shrouded!" The youth cheerleaders cheered.

The mayflies shroud, using the shroud to counteract the rotation brought by the hand of the gods.

At the same time, an unusual rotation is also applied.

"Stomp, stomp." With a hint of a sneer, Chitose raised his racket.

"Bang." The tennis ball whistled and flew up, but in the next moment, it fell into the net.

The ball didn't even go over the net.

Chitose frowned, a look of confusion in her eyes.

Although he deliberately lowered the angle of this ball, it was not like it didn't go over the net.

Is it a coincidence With such a tentative thought, Chitose and Fuji started fighting again.

"Smack." With a dull sound, the tennis ball fell into the net again.

“40-30。” After this mistake, Chitose understands that it is definitely not a coincidence.

"First counteract the spin applied by the Hand of God with the mayfly shroud, and then apply a powerful upward spin, so when Chitose hits back, the tennis ball will go into the net." Kansadaji looked calm and pushed his glasses: "This is the fifth type of counterattack that Fuji comprehended after the quadruple counterattack. ”

"The Guardian of the Hundred-Wristed Giant." Fuji Shusuke's racket stood in speculation, and said with a smile.

"The guard of the hundred-armed giant? Hundreds of arms outstretched, so that the ball can't pass through the net, good name. Liu Lian Er exclaimed: "This should be the fifth counterattack!" ”

"Fuji Zhousuke is a strong opponent." Sanada hugged his chest and said in a deep voice: "From the current point of view, Fuji Shusuke definitely has the strength to defeat you." ”

"Yes, according to the current data, except for Sanada, he has a better chance of winning against us than 50%." Liu Lian Er echoed.

After the Hand of God was cracked, the situation began to take a subtle turn.

The Hand of the Thousand Years Old forced Fuji Shusuke to use the mayfly shroud frequently to deal with it, and occasionally used the guards of the hundred-armed giants to score points.

The score has been relatively deadlocked, and it is still the second week to help the lead.

"Game, 5-4, no two weeks to help lead."

With the announcement of the referee, the atmosphere on the scene was still tense, and only Qingxue's side was more relaxed.

"If it goes on like this, Chitose will lose, and if it falls behind 2-1, the situation will be very unfavorable." Fukaji Ibu said with some concern.

He looked at Kamidai Lan, only to find that the latter had a calm face, as if everything was being planned.

"How does it feel?" Kamiyo Lan asked with a smile as he handed the drink to Chitose, who was resting.

"Very strong, he really deserves the name of a genius, he has improved too fast, the last time I saw him, he was only the peak of the Kanto level, but now he can bring me so much pressure." Chitose wiped it and whispered.

"But if that's all he's about, that's the end of the game."

Chitose Chisato returned to the field, staring at Fuji Shusuke.

The match point game unfolded, and the tennis ball kept shuttling between the two.

"Why does it feel wrong?" Fuji Shusuke stepped forward, firmly planted his feet on the ground, and volleyed the tennis ball hard.

"It's over." Then he saw Chitose suddenly pull the racket behind him and step forward with one foot, just like a martial arts gesture.

"Buzz." The dust of the site was rolled up, as if there was a fog.

"Foggy."

(End of chapter)