Net King no Senhara Shinichi

If it is the original Fuji Yuta, naturally not.

But now Yuta Fuji, with a training plan and tennis practice that perfectly suits him, plus his tuning, there is no problem!

Toshiro Wasagawa, if he wants to be obedient, only endless wonderful tennis and strong opponents can do it!

And these, Shinichi Chihara can do it!

Who else in this world can know more tennis than he does?

“Good comparison… Yuta, you haven’t had a serious competition for a long time, have you? ”

From the beginning of training until now, Fuji Yuta has not met a real opponent to confirm what he has learned!

Although Shinichi Chihara and Chitose Chisato are strong, for Yuta Fuji, one is not an opponent, and the other is not suitable!

And Toshiro Wasagawa in front of him is just right!

“Good! Don’t lie to me! ”

Toshiro Wasakawa was excited, quickly took out a racket from his bag and waved it:

“Oooh! It’s time to compete! I want to come on! Defeat him, defeat him! ”

While talking about copying, he soon ran to the tennis court with a cigarette!

“This guy… It’s really annoying! ”

Seeing this, Chitose Chisato couldn’t help but laugh!

This is a particularly innocent and cute guy who makes people completely unable to be bound by rules.

……

“Then, I’ll be the referee!”

Shinichi Chihara walked to the position of the central referee:

“Positive or negative?”

Fuji Yuta glanced at the racket held up in Chihara Shinichi’s hand and raised his voice:

“Positive!”

Swish!

Shinichi Chihara spun directly, and glanced at the racket after it landed:

“Positive, Yuta, good luck!”

“Hurry up, get started! I can’t wait! ”

Toshiro Wasagawa didn’t care about this at all, and urged the game to start.

“Then, Yuta Fuji vs. Toshiro Wasagawa, the first game of the match, start now! Yuki Yuta serves, the end of the game! ”

Yuta Fuji walked to the serving position, held the tennis ball, and looked at Toshiro Wasagawa, who was confused on the other side:

“So your name is Toshiro Wasagawa?”

This was the first time that Yuta Fuji knew the name of the person in front of him.

But no matter who it is, he will do his best!

Swish!

Tennis Throw!

Bang!

Yuta Fuji’s shots have improved tremendously compared to before!

Speed, power, angle, all perfectly mastered!

But for Toshiro Wasagawa, he has seen too much of such a serve!

With a simple shot back, he moves!

Internet!

“Yuta, this is not good! Facing an unknown opponent, while hiding yourself, you can’t let go of your advantage! casually put the opponent in front of the net…”

Shinichi Chihara took everything in his eyes and shook his head slightly in his heart.

But Yuta’s mind he understands, Yuta just wants the other party to show his ability and defeat Cilang!

After all, this is a team game, and you don’t have to count every goal like an official game.

However, there is also a hidden doubt about Tsiro Wasagawa’s strength!

That’s why he put Toshiro Wasagawa in front of the net at once!

You know, Yuta Fuji, this kid, is a bottom-line offensive tennis player!

Set your opponent to the bottom line, that’s the best situation for him to play!

……

“Internet access? Push you back! ”

Yuta’s eyes flashed, and the racket net was drawn diagonally, right in the middle of the tennis ball!

Just now he gave his opponent the opportunity to go online, and now he wants to show that he has the strength to force the opponent back to the bottom line!

Swish!

As soon as the tennis ball turns, it will bypass Ci Lang and fly to the bottom line at a tricky angle!

“If you can’t even take this ball, it’s too far away!”

Fuji Yuta thought silently!

He didn’t want to kill with one goal, he just wanted to force Ci Lang back to the bottom line!

But Cilang’s reaction surprised him!

Bang!

The tennis ball was accurately fished into the racket by Cilang!

His wrist seemed to have no bones, and as soon as his arm turned, the racket poked out at an incredible angle under the reversal of his wrist, intercepting the tennis ball with a backhand!

Bang!

With a flick, the tennis ball falls in front of the net!

Snap!

“0-15！”

Everyone’s eyes lit up!

Toshiro Wasagawa’s backhand volley just shows his amazing wrist flexibility and the strength of the volley in front of the net!

“This guy…”

Fuji Yuta’s eyes became completely serious, with this hand alone, it would be difficult for him to crack before he came to Lion Le!

Toshiro Wasagawa just giggled back to his position, not in high spirits.

The match just now was too ordinary for him, who had seen Keigo Jibe and Shinichi Chihara’s tennis!

Chitose Chisato nodded slightly:

“A genius indeed!”