Tennis: Buy Seigaku For One Dollar, Fire Coach

In the net court, at the moment when Lin Bei smashed the ball, Fuji held the net racquet tightly with both hands and stared at the sky, hitting the ball like a shooting star.

He suddenly turned his back and thrust his head upwards, trying his best to resist the blow, his eyes full of determination and belief.

As if to tell Lin Bei, in this game he... the genius Fuji Syusuke will never give in easily.

However, at this critical moment.

Lin Bei's smash suddenly became like a storm...

Suddenly sped up.

"What?!"

Fuji felt unprecedented pressure. He grasped the net racquet tightly with both hands and quickly accelerated to withstand the accelerating falling tennis ball. Sweat dripped from his forehead.

His body was tense, and his muscles were constantly contracting under the force of force. He drank in a low voice.

Swing the net racquet upwards with all your strength...

Try to resolve this force.

But his strength still seemed not enough to withstand this sudden attack.

"No, I have to fight back with all my strength, I can't just let Lin Bei knock off my racquet!"

Just when he felt desperate, the belief originating from the depths of his heart caused Fuji's eyes to burn with intense flames, and a new power suddenly burst out from his muscles.

However, his strength was still unable to cope with Lin Bei's powerful high-pressure smash. When he bent his wrist, the net racquet suddenly lost control and was directly knocked out.

After drawing a beautiful arc in the air, Racquet fell heavily to the ground, continuously drawing dust.

As for tennis…………

It made a loud noise before landing, and under Fuji's horrified gaze, it ejected, flew to the back of the court, and hit the wall...

Still spinning.

This caused cold sweat to drip down Fuji's face.

"This strength...isn't it too amazing?!"

Fuji looked at his racquet being knocked away.

I was shocked inside.

He never thought that Lin Bei's power would be so great.

His full resistance, even in an explosive state, had no effect.

He looked down at the trembling hand in his hand, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he was even more shocked.

...

If he could be stronger...

Maybe he wouldn't have been beaten like this by Lin Bei's power smash.

But Fuji didn't give up.

He knows that failure is not terrible.

The terrible thing is losing courage and confidence.

He took a deep breath, stood up straight again, and prepared for Lin Bei's next attack.

The referee also announced the score: "15-30!"

"Disappeared serve!"

After calming down for a while, Fuji focused his eyes and served directly. He used a familiar technique... the disappearing serve, and the speed was faster, making the tennis ball disappear faster than usual in front of Bei.

"oh?"

Lin Bei's eyes narrowed: "Has the speed of serve disappearing been increased?"

However, just when Fuji thought Lin Bei would be unable to cope with this sudden attack.

However, he showed amazing reaction speed and strength. He waved his hand and retreated slightly, as if leaving an invisible racquet arc in the air, and accurately responded to Fuji's serve.

In Fuji's eyes... it was like a tennis ball disappearing in an instant but being intercepted by Lin Bei's superb reflexes before it could finish disappearing.

When he came to his senses.

The returned tennis ball had landed far away from him.

Lin Bei scored with one hit!

"15-40!"

Then…………

Lin Bei chased another point.

The big score came to 1-1!

"game, Lin Bei,1-1!"

The next game is Lin Bei's serve game. .