The two of them were very excited.

"Hyotei, Hyotei!"

"Hyotei! Hyotei!"

...

"Come on, Seigaku! Come on, Senior Fuji!"

...

"I'm really excited. It's finally my turn. Please give me some advice, Senior Fuji."

Jiro Akutagawa said to Shusuke Fuji with an excited look on his face.

"Yes, please give me some advice."

Shusuke Fuji smiled.

"I haven't seen Jiro so excited for a long time. It's not because Marui is behind him."

Hi said with his hand covering his face.

"This is a good thing. Jiro is already completely excited!" Shishido said with a look of joy.

"I hope Seigaku can give us a little surprise."

Atobe said with a smile on his face.

...

"The game begins, Seigaku Fuji Shusuke serves!"

...

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

Fuji's face became serious, and then he grabbed the tennis ball with his left hand and spun it freely, and his right hand quickly pulled it out.

The next moment, the tennis ball appeared in front of Jiro Akutagawa.

"Wow, so fast!"

Jiro's eyes widened.

His body quickly stepped back a few steps, and then the racket was quickly pulled out.

Swish!

Jiro was slightly stunned when the racket touched the tennis ball, and then the tennis ball penetrated his racket and bounced off behind him!

“Sei Gakuen, 15-0!”

“Is it the disappearing serve?”

“Great, Fuji-senpai!”

“As expected of Fuji-senpai, come on!”

“…”

“That, that, that, so amazing, I’m so excited!” Jiro clenched his fists, with a gleam in his eyes, and looked at Fuji Shusuke in shock!

“That guy…”

Atobe shook his head and sighed.

“The disappearing serve is really good, and the most important thing is… the speed of this ball seems to have increased!

It seems that Akutagawa-senpai has already felt the pressure.”

Miyashita said with a smile.

Compared with the Metropolitan Tournament, Fuji’s strength is definitely a leap forward. From the perspective of serving, power, accuracy, speed, etc., although he is not as good as him, he is also better than Jiro.

It seems that Fuji has really taken tennis seriously during this period.

Swish!

The tennis ball spiraled down again. Then Fuji raised his hand and waved it, hitting the tennis ball out!

"Just hit it back before it hits the ground."

Akutagawa's eyes widened, and then he rushed forward quickly, hitting the ball with his racket...

Swoosh!

The next second, the tennis ball disappeared from Jiro's racket again.

...

"Sei Gakuen, 30-0."

...

"Come again!"

...

Bang!

...

"Sei Gakuen, 40-0!"

...

...

Bang!

The tennis ball instantly turned into four or five lights and shadows in the air, and then disappeared in front of Jiro Akutagawa!

"Game, Seigaku 1-0, change of court..."

...

"That's amazing! I must hit it back!" Jiro clenched his fists, and then his face was full of excitement, "Okay, another ball...

Huh? Where are the people?"

"Hey, you, the court has been changed!"

The referee said speechlessly.

"Ah? How embarrassing." Akutagawa was stunned, and then scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Really, we are more embarrassed than him." Shishido Ryo said helplessly.

"Forget it, Jiro's heart is completely burning." Oshitari said slowly.

"It's just like the previous game, right Miyashita?"

Hihi looked at Miyashita.

"Yes."

Miyashita Rin smiled and nodded.

Pah, pah, pah.

Jiro Akutagawa grabbed the tennis ball and patted it, then held the racket tightly.

"Then it's my turn to attack next!"

Swish!

The tennis ball was thrown into the sky with force, and then the racket was swung at the tennis ball quickly.

The next moment he quickly ran to the net!

"Serve and volley?

In that case."

Bang!

Fuji opened his eyes slightly, and then the tennis ball was patted to Jiro's left foot.

Click.

Jiro instinctively swung the racket, and then the next moment his legs and feet lost their balance and he fell directly to the ground.

"Hiss... It hurts."

...

"Really good, he actually hit the ball near the feet, which is the most troublesome for serve-and-volley players."

Atobe said lightly.

"And it was the foot that landed at that time." Shishido Ryo nodded helplessly.

"Something is wrong, it seems that Fuji before was not so strong."

Xianghi couldn't help looking at Miyashita.

"Indeed, Fuji

Senior's control over the rhythm of tennis has become stronger."

Miyashita responded.

...

"Sei Gakuen, 15-0!"

...

"You better be careful this time!"

Bang!

Jiro smiled and sent the tennis ball, then chased the ball to the net again.

"Here it comes."

Fuji casually hit it, and then the tennis ball shot to Jiro Akutagawa's feet again.

"It's no use."

Swish.

Jiro's body suddenly slid on the ground, and then, as if by coincidence, he hit the tennis ball back.

"It's a short ball!"

Xianghi's eyes lit up.

Pah.

The tennis ball bounced quietly twice on Fuji's court, and then rolled to the side.

...

"15-15, Hyotei!"

...

"Very good wrist flexibility. In addition to Jiro's flexibility, I'm afraid this move would be more effective if it was hit by a foot volley. "

Miyashita smiled secretly, then looked at Ryoma who was watching the show boredly beside Qingxue.

Ryoma was slightly stunned, as if he noticed something, then turned his head and took a look.

Miyashita retracted his gaze in an instant.

...

"How lucky."

Sakurano said in surprise.

"That's right."

Hori nodded.

"No, Akutagawa is not a simple person. He only hits after seeing it clearly."

Inoue Mamoru said with a smile.

"Ah?"

Several people were puzzled.

"He calculated and aimed at the ball at his feet in an instant, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he could freely control the volley.

The most powerful serve-and-volley player in history, Peter Sampras, raised the most important net ball to the level of art. This requires the wrist to have unparalleled flexibility when receiving the ball.

The flexibility of Jiro Akutagawa's wrist is almost comparable to it. ”

“There are junior high school students of this level.”

Shiba Saori was stunned by surprise.

“The game is getting more and more interesting.”

“Hyotei!”

“Hyotei!”

“Hyotei…”

Bang!

“Sei Gakuen, 30-15!”

Bang!

“Hyotei, 30-30…”

“Game, Hyotei wins this game, score 1-1!”

“Come on, come on!”

“Great, you saved the serve!”

“Come on——! "

Bang!

Fuji slowly looked at Akutagawa's feet, and then served again.

This time he kept sending the tennis ball to Jiro's feet, and all of them were blocked at the baseline.

Bang!

"Sei Gakuen, 15-0!"

"Hyotei..."

Game, 2-1, Seigaku wins this game! Break time!"

"As expected of Seigaku's Fuji Shusuke."

"Sure enough."

"Come on, Fuji, come on Seigaku!"

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