Make Akutsu Jin Cry At the Start

"Tianオ Fuji, is this your true strength?"

Oshitari Yuushi spoke suddenly, his face regained seriousness, and continued to serve.

This time he chose the topspin ball.

The tennis ball shoots out directly from mid-air.

"not enough!"

Fuji Syusuke did not move at all, letting the ball fly to the backcourt-.

Only for a moment.

Shoujia appeared on the baseline.

The right hand is slightly lowered in height, and it is beveled.

The zero short ball appeared again.

1 to 0.

GEMEOVER!

Tamazou easily won the serve game of his opponent.

The entire court fell silent.

Even Hyotei's many regular elections did not expect that in the entire team, Oshitari Yuushi, who was second only to Atobe in strength, was beaten so hard to fight back.

"Binggo!'

Atobe snapped his fingers on the spot: "I have recovered from my uncle, Hyotei's victory has no dead ends!"

Suddenly, words of extreme confidence spread throughout the arena.

The Hyotei players who had been trapped in the results once again showed their burning fighting spirit like resurrection.

"Hyotei will win!"

"Hyotei will win!"

"Hyotei will win!

A loud roar spread throughout the court, causing the audience to echo.

"Oshitari, we can't continue the downturn.

The frustration in Mukahi Gakuto's heart was swept away, and his face regained confidence.

"Then fight back!

Oshitari Yuushi held up the frame of the frame, serious.

The two sides exchanged venues and went directly to the serve bureau in front of Yuzao.

The one who served first turned out to be Fuji Syusuke.

I saw him pinch the tennis ball with his left hand and spin it gently.

"What is the serve posture?"

This scene suddenly frowned Oshitari Yuushi's brows. It was the first time he saw someone serve like this.

"Is it a trick?"

In meditation, Oshitari Yuushi felt that Fuji Syusuke just came up with a surprise.

But at this moment, they had already played tennis.

"This ball will disappear!"

Looking at Oshitari Yuushi who was already in a counterattack posture, a smile appeared on Fuji's face.

Next second.

The bounced tennis ball actually started to jump up and down.

Then an incredible scene happened.

Tennis disappeared out of thin air.

what!

Oshitari Yuushi directly swung his military shot and failed.

15--0.

"Disappearing Serve?"

Oshitari Yuushi's face became stiff, and there was a look of horror in his eyes that could not be concealed.

How can it be?

How could there be a disappearing tennis ball.

Not to mention the current nature of his inability to see through the ball, even ordinary national top players cannot see through the nature of the ball.

Unless you have a field or talent.

Actually.

Fuji Syusuke's ball is not very special.

It is nothing more than giving a certain rotational force to the tennis ball itself when cutting serve, so the tennis ball played by the machine will disappear out of thin air.

However, the timing of the serving and the amount of rotation force given require mastery of skills to achieve this step.

Oshitari Yuushi looked at Fuji Syusuke with fear.

Obviously they are all National One students, and everyone is called a genius.

But why is he so good? Not only did he create new skills, but the skills he created are simply beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Fuji Syusuke looked at Oshitari Yuushi with a look of dread, smiled and took out a tennis ball from his pocket again.

"Be careful!"

Just one minute.

Yuzao's serve game directly won.

In the next game, Fuji Syusuke continued to perform triple stunts, and all the players had to do was to protect the backcourt.

Oshitari Yuushi and Mukahi Gakuto were exhausted.

Despite this, the two sides were still fighting fiercely, and their dedication to each ball deeply moved the audience.

The score quickly changed from 0--2 to 0--3, 0--4, 0--5, and finally 0--6.

"Huhu--"

Both Hyotei's bodies were soaked in sweat.

On the other hand, Shoujia and Fuji, Shoujia is still indifferent, and Fuji Syusuke's body is also soaked with sweat.

This game is extremely valuable for Fuji Syusuke.

The combination of Oshitari Yuushi, who has just entered the national level, and Mukahi Gakuto, the pinnacle of the Kanto level, is so evenly matched.

It is this kind of hearty battle that can further stimulate the potential in Fuji Syusuke's heart.

"It's really wonderful!"

"Hyotei deserves to be the top four in the country, and Yuzao Qian is really a dark horse."

The eyes of all the audience were excited, and the duel between the strong and the strong, even the crushing round, was more exciting than the general match.

"The game is over, Yuzao will win!"

The referee blew his whistle and announced the result of singles two.

………For flowers 0-

"You guys are strong!!

Oshitari Yuushi and Mukahi Gakuto looked at their hands, Kunimitsu and Fuji Syusuke, and admired them from the bottom of their hearts.

"You guys are good too!

Shoujia and Fuji are also returning gifts.

After the singles second game ended, Senyu Shinji looked directly at Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi Syuichirou: "Bring the victory back, I don't want to hear the sound of defeat."

"Yes!'

Kikumaru and Oishi replied in unison, their faces solemn.

This is the first time they have received such a strong request.

Therefore, they will definitely go all out.

On Hyotei's side, Atobe Keigo dismissed his mouth in disdain.

Immediately afterwards, Hyotei sent third-year doubles players Taki Haginosuke and Ogawa.

five minutes later.

The second doubles game begins.

..0

The doubles composed of Kikumaru and Oishi at the top of the Kanto class showed a hideous appearance.

And Hyotei's two third-year doubles players didn't have the strength to fight back at all.

Senyu Shinji didn't even look at the stadium and took out the racquet.

How could this kind of opponent score under the golden combination.

really.

Just a few minutes.

Two of Hyotei's third-year players directly lost the game.

The score is still 6-0.

"This is the front of the dark horse Yuzao, really strong."

The other schools who watched the game saw this scene, and they all showed a look of dread.

Even Hyotei, the top four in the country, has no strength to fight back. Who else can stop Tamamo from winning the final championship?

"Atobe, are you ready?"

Hyotei coach Sakura Taro asked in a deep voice.

There was a faint suspicion in the words, and now even he can't guarantee that Atobe can win the game.

After all, the opponent is Senyu Shinji who even Tsukimitsu Ochi admits is inferior.

"Coach, you have to fight no matter what, don't you?"

Atobe Keigo raised the corner of his mouth and said loudly: "Don't worry, he will definitely fall in love with my uncle's elegant skills."

As he said, Atobe couldn't help looking to the opposite side, and Senyu Shinji took off his coat, revealing a strong muscle.

Black hair and black eyes, the indescribable darkness and depth, revealing a kind of extreme beauty.

"Master Senyu!"

"Wow! Senyu-sama is so handsome!"

Suddenly.

Countless women on the scene cheered.

Sure enough, face value is justice.

Even if Atobe Keigo looks good, it is still a bit worse than Senyu Shinji. one.

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