Tennis: one step ahead

Chapter 147

Stomp Tread...

Tezuka Kunimitsu made a move, and Hakurei Hiiragi naturally couldn't help but respond.

It was as if a gust of wind was blowing, and in an instant, he had moved from near the bottom line to the net.

Bang.

The sound of hitting the ball spread throughout the tennis court.

Hiiragi's racket is volleyed over a tennis ball that has not yet landed.

The tennis ball skyrocketed and flew backwards.

"GAME, Lihai University Affiliated High School, 1 to 0. "

The referee reports the score.

“......"

Tezuka Kunimitsu's gaze swept undetectably across the sideline,

There, there was a shallow ball mark.

The zero-type short ball was seen through by Hakuri Hiiragi.

How did he do it?

"Are you thinking, how do I know you're going to hit a zero shortball?"

In the opposite half, there was the sound of Hiiragi Hakura.

Hearing this, Kunimitsu Tezuka subconsciously raised his head and looked at him.

"Tezuka, maybe you didn't notice it yourself. "

"When you're playing a zero short ball, the height of the racket head will be about three centimeters lower than the 843 you normally play in the short ball. "

The basis for Hakurei Hiiragi's judgment of Tezuka's next move is the precursor phantom.

But this does not prevent him from using the reason in the original book as a shield for himself.

"Will the head be three centimeters lower?"

After listening to Hakuri Hiiragi's explanation, his personality is as calm as Tezuka Kunimitsu, and his mind can no longer maintain calmness.

After all, he is a player who focuses on his own strength, not intelligence, etc.

The difference between the movements of the zero short ball and the ordinary short ball is not within the scope of the study.

Kunimitsu Tezuka didn't expect that his zero short ball would have such a weakness that was not a weakness.

Such a subtle difference, Hakuri Hiiragi can detect it at night?

"Now for the second game, Hiiragi Hakuri night serve. "

After a while, the game continued.

Bang.

In terms of the speed of the serve, Kunimitsu Tezuka is already very fast.

But Hiiragi Hiiragi's serve is even faster.

The vast majority of spectators inside and outside the stadium were only able to capture a little afterimage.

There are no more than five people who can really see the trajectory of a tennis ball (BCBJ).

Tezuka Kunimitsu is one of the few people.

In a state of full concentration, he can react to Hiiragi's serve and shoot back.

Bang.

The same scene, reproduction,

Receiving the serve is just the basics.

This does not mean that Tezuka Kunimitsu has the capital to confront Hakurei Hiiragi.

When the game went on normally, he was in an extremely disadvantageous situation after a few goals, and he was in danger.

"GAME, Lihai University High School, 2-0. "

The second game takes less time than the first game.

Mo was over in about four minutes.

"You're in a bad situation, Tezuka, do you only have so little strength left?"

easily won the score of two games, but Hakuri Hiiragi's face was ancient, like a peaceful lake.

As if everything was supposed to be the way it should be.

Crunch –

Hiiragi's words were not answered.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's expression didn't change, and he didn't seem to care.

However, the hand that held the racket tightly betrayed the inner thoughts.

Off-site, the preparation area of Qingxue.

"Ah~, it's terrifying, can anyone really win Bo Li?" (read the violent novel, just go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Kikumaru Eiji held his head with both hands, looking crazy.

If anyone tells themselves that a player of the same age can score a game in four to five minutes when playing against Kunimitsu Tezuka.

Then his first reaction must be disbelief.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's strength is so strong, this kind of thing can't happen to him.

But today, the facts tell Kikumaru Eiji that someone can do it.

"Tezuka said that Hakurei is the most powerful neon student. "

"He's understandably strong. "

Fuji Zhousuke's eyes had already opened, and in the depths of those blue eyes, there was a shock that was extremely suppressed.

The night of Hakurei Hiiragi in front of me is not at all like the night of Hakurei Hiiragi at the time of the Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament.

Obviously, there was a lot of Hiiragi at that time.

Now, it's his serious state.

"What I care more about is, how strong was Tezuka's strength in the past?"

"Ugh. "

Fuji Zhouzhu's words attracted everyone's attention.

Sumire Ryuzaki, Yuta Yamato, Eiji Kikumaru and others were silent and thought about it seriously.

Hakuri Hiiragi's words revealed obvious meaning inside and out.

Kunimitsu Tezuka, who was injured in his left arm, is extremely strong.

If not, Hiiragi will never care.

"Coach Ryuzaki, I recommend that Tezuka be treated immediately after this year's national tournament is over until he recovers. "

"The injury to his arm is that he can't take it off anymore. "

Shuiichiro Oishi thought about it, but he couldn't think of a reason.

Simply, he gave up thinking about this pointless question and proposed it to Sumire Ryuzaki.

"I'll talk to Tezuka. "

Sumire Ryuzaki nodded and agreed.

The Youth Tennis Department owes a lot to Kunimitsu Tezuka, and if it delays his treatment of his arm, it will lead to serious sequelae, which will affect the future tennis career.

Then, she will feel guilty for the rest of her life.

When it comes to medical standards for bones and sports injuries, Germany is the best in the world.

Sumire Ryuzaki thought about it, and when the national competition ended in August, she took a long leave of absence for Tezuka Kunimitsu to go to Germany for treatment.

Tennis court.

Bang.

0-15。

0-30。

The progress of the game was not hindered by any factors.

While Sumire Ryuzaki and the others were talking, the third game had already begun.

In about three minutes, Kunimitsu Tezuka lost the first two goals.

In the third ball encounter, he was also at an absolute disadvantage.

Bang.

In the sound of the ball, the tennis ball spans the entire court and reaches the bottom line.

At this time, Kunimitsu Tezuka is located in the center of the bottom line.

He stared ahead, motionless, oblivious to the tennis ball flying to the side, as if he had given up.