Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

"Damn it!

"How is that possible! How could this high school student from Team Japan beat Huihuan's stagnation so quickly serve!

Park Duyi gritted his teeth and looked at Mōri Juzaburō in the court and said coldly.

"Master! Maybe this guy is just lucky!"

"The bouncing time of the stagnant serve is irregular! Receive it once, and the next time...  

"Shut up! Idiot! Do you really think it's luck!"

Before the high school student beside him finished speaking, he was stopped by Park Duyi.

Others can't see it, can't he see it?

There was no luck in that shot back just now!

The swing angle, timing and even the placement of the return ball are the most perfect!

If it's all luck, then stagnant serving can't be Choi Jin-hwan's stunt!

inside the field.

Shocked that Mōri Juzaburō hit back at his serve, Cui Jinhuan's face was also very ugly.

He, who has always been rational, seems to be a little unwilling at this moment.

"Zhixun! Attention!"

"Good! 35

After a warning, he served again.

"280" bang——

Still stagnant serve.

He wants to try again!

What if it was really luck?

But reality poured cold water on him again.

"Can't believe I can call back?""

"Too stupid!"

Mōri Juzaburō, who had already called back a stagnant serve, chuckled and waved again.

This time he was even as smooth as a normal serve.

A straight shot hit the center line where Choi Jin-hwan and the two were.

"Damn! 35

"So what if you come back! You are still behind! 35

Zheng Zhixun, who was not used to Mōri Juzaburō, reacted quickly this time because of the reminder from his partner.

He stopped directly in front of the fast-moving tennis ball.

The shot slides down.

Backspin hits back!

"Yo! Are you still pretending for three rounds?"

"The game isn't over yet!

Mōri Juzaburō moved again.

Run quickly to the net and hit a lob before the ball hits the ground.

The baseline Cui Jinhuan also quickly adjusted the position.

Swing!

baseline spike!

"Bam—"

But at this time, Mōri Juzaburō in front of the net seemed like a tireless machine.

"Come on! Come on! Use any tricks!

he shouted.

Seeing that he could not catch up with Cui Jinhuan's return, his eyes narrowed, his right shoulder sank suddenly, and he jumped up.

"Bam—"

Articulation!

Use the short displacement and dislocation of the scapula to lengthen the span of the arm!

The tennis ball hit the edge of the racquet racket in his hand hard, bouncing back to the half court between Choi Jin-hwan and the two.

"What? You actually received it?"

The two who thought they had scored also widened their eyes and looked at Mōri Juzaburō, who returned the ball in disbelief.

What the hell is this monster?!

Did he take off his shoulder blades?

But.

They can't afford to think too much now.

Having barely caught the ball, Mōri Juzaburō gave them another chance to score!

"let me!"

Zheng Zhixun in front of the net gave a cold drink.

Take a step up and jump up!

Racquet raised his head above his head and swung it out to the backcourt!

bang——

The second smash hit!

Mitsuya Akuto in the backcourt was watching the game.

He could see that Mōri Juzaburō had done his best.

It is impossible to get this ball!

Even if it is for him to seize the time to collect opponent data, as a data tennis master, it does not mean that he cannot do two things!

Just as he was about to take a step, Mōri Juzaburō's voice suddenly sounded: "Akuto-senpai! I said it! Just leave it to me!"

I saw a figure quickly retreating from the front field.

The whole person rose up again, and put racquet on the landing point before the tennis ball landed.

"Damn it!"

"I don't believe you can go straight down!"

Zheng Zhixun looked at the tennis ball slowly drifting back from his head and shouted angrily.

in the next ten minutes.

Obviously it is the court of doubles.

But strange things continued to happen.

The two of the Bang Kingdom doubles and Mōri Juzaburō engaged in a fierce confrontation.

Although it can be seen at a glance that the latter has been passively defending.

But it can be seen from the scoreboard on the side.

The overall score is still 3-0!

And the score of this game is always stalemate in Deuce's situation.

The two of Bangguo couldn't get a two-point lead from Mōri Juzaburō!

"Physical strength, speed, willpower! Although your own hard power is still a little short, but you have grown to such a level in just one month, you really have a set of methods for training people...

"Okay, being tough on yourself will pay off in the end! Otherwise, why would you leave Asura Shinto?"

"Humph! Only those who have come out of hell can become real strong!"

"It's really a middle school..."

Blue veins appeared on Byōdōin Hōō's forehead.

He was completely clear.

The mouth of the middle school student beside him is poisonous!

"Almost there, Akuto should be done..."

at this time.

Tsukimitsu Ochi looked at Mitsuya Akuto who was at the baseline with a calm expression and waved the racquet at will, and said.

"It's only ten minutes? I'm still thinking that even if I take off the load, I can let this guy Maori play for a while, so it's today's training!

"Have to help him practice for 20 minutes at night? He won't rely on me for soda...

Nan Lin frowned slightly and spoke with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay! It took so long to face these two guys, it's ugly enough!"

"On the Worlds stage, they don't even qualify as a substitute!""

Byōdōin Hōō spoke in a deep voice...

As if to hear what he said, Mitsuya Akuto looked at Mōri Juzaburō who was hitting another ball in front of him and said lightly: "Left front court, backhand 45 hits chop!

bang one

Um?!

Mōri Juzaburō was taken aback when he heard his partner's words.

But seeing the court side, Zheng Zhixun, who was attacking in front of the net, responded in the direction of the left front court.

Without hesitation, take one step forward and swipe your backhand before the ball touches the ground!

"Boom! 35

The ball lands after passing the net, bounces and rolls to the ground.

On the other hand, Zheng Zhixun was dumbfounded.

impossible!

Shouldn't this ball be a diagonal kick?

After reacting, he couldn't help but look at Cui Jinhuan who was silent behind him.

This is different from the predicted ball path he gave before!

"Although I don't know where you got the data! 35

"Maybe our teammates will also be targeted by your data in the next game."

"But, I'm afraid your wishes will be in vain..."

"Ready to face your dead end?"

Mitsuya Akuto spoke softly.

His voice made everyone in Banguo U-17 look solemn.

On the court, Cui Jinhuan frowned.

The thing he was most worried about had happened!

Mitsuya Akuto!

The same as the top master of data tennis!

In this game, he played as the No. 2 doubles player, one of the purposes was to compare with the opponent to see who is better in tennis statistics.

Just didn't expect it.

Another person on the other side actually played a strength beyond his stats in a small game.

Just dragged the game to Mitsuya Akuto to collect all the data.

Can they really win this 0.2 game?

He subconsciously estimated the winning percentage of this game...

"O!"

As if he knew what he was thinking.

Mitsuya Akuto spoke out a number again.

"Your win rate is 0%!"

Saying that, he motioned for Mōri Juzaburō to switch places with him.

"Honey! Akuto-senpai, you are fast enough! I thought it would take another ten minutes!"

Mōri Juzaburō said with a smile as he passed him by.

Although his forehead was covered in sweat, it was nothing to him.

"Don't underestimate your senior..."

"By the way, I also updated your data. Are you interested in facing your blind spots after you go back?"

Mitsuya Akuto held her eyes on the bridge of her nose and opened her mouth slowly.

Mōri Juzaburō raised an eyebrow.

"Dead end?

"Hehe, Akuto-senpai! I accept your challenge!

【Please complete order~】.