ALL NOVEL Chapter 167
The atmosphere of the game seemed to be even more tense, and the eyes of both men were cold and murderous.
"What are you going to do next, Fuji!"
"Or serve to the net, or whatever?"
Fuji raised his hand to serve at a high speed, but he didn't go online.
The two of them turned into a bottom-line attack, and both of them wanted to suppress each other on the bottom line!
The speed of the two people's back and forth ball is getting faster and faster, and everyone in the youth school can only see the afterimage of the tennis ball. The return of the two is at the top level in terms of angle, power, and speed.
"Just by looking at it, my body starts to tremble with excitement!" Haitang said with a rare clenched fist.
After Fuji's forehand volley, he began to come to the net again, and volleyed the ball in front of the net.
The tennis ball hit the edge of Tezuka's front court with great speed and precision, a perfect ball of line!
30-0！
"Whew~ This ball looks ordinary!" Momojo wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Do you dare to say that you're already covered in sweat?" Haitang complained.
"You're sweaty!"
"What are you talking about 03!" the two men started again. Dashi shook his head and smiled bitterly, these two guys don't quarrel every day, and they feel uncomfortable!
"What a terrible tension!" Katsuro said.
"My heart is beating so hard!" Horio said loudly.
"Me too!" Katsuo chimed in.
on the field.
"Tezuka, my palms are already sweaty, what are you feeling now?" Fuji thought to himself as he looked at Tezuka's poker face.
Boom! Fuji is serving to the net again!
Tezuka lifted the ball high again, and the tennis ball churned in mid-air.
Fuji Zhou helped to smash the momentum, but in the end, it turned the dunk into a hit, a powerful long ball with a forehand!
The space of the step of Tezuka which the tennis ball hits quickly like electricity!
40-0！
"Ahh
Tezuka: A high-quality backhand return.
Then quickly go to the net, Tezuka instead received the serve and went to the net!
With fine sweat on his face, Fuji raised his hand and waved his racket, a clever crossing ball!
The tennis ball instantly crossed Tezuka's defense line and hit the bottom line of the backcourt, and it was another ball to press the line!
Fuji wins, the score is 1-0!
"Didn't you let the opponent get a point in the first game?" Oishi exclaimed.
"Minister Tezuka didn't even get a point!"
"It looks like the fiasco in the first year is real!" Every time the freshman trio spoke, Ye Changfeng was speechless, and these first-year guys couldn't talk more than their brains.
It's a long night when I usually sleep in class.,Actually, I'm also a first-year junior high school student now.。
"It's been a long time since I won a point!" Tezuka pushed his glasses, "Is this your greeting?"
"In that case, that's my reply!" Tezuka tossed the ball in the air.
Jump, swing, hit the ball, all in one go!
The tennis ball instantly turned into a golden light arrow, which opened in no two feet in an instant, and then hit the steel wire mesh outside the court with the strength of the wind, shaking the steel wire mesh to a creak!
15-0！
"Serve straight to score, ace ball!"
"Even Fuji hasn't moved!"
"When did the minister have this power!"
"THE VISUAL SPEED OF THE SERVE JUST NOW IS CLOSE TO 200KM/H. AND THE SPEED OF CHANGFENG'S ONE-SHOT SOUL IS ALREADY ABOUT THE SAME!" SAID SADAHARU IN HIS NOTEBOOK.
"After the final of the Kanto Convention, you have improved a lot in the short time you have been abroad!
"You're really good, Tezuka!" Fuji clenched the racket in his hand.
Boom! Fuji catches Tezuka's speeding serve with both hands!
"It's so heavy!" Fuji reluctantly turned the ball back.
At this time, Tezuka Kunimitsu has been waiting in front of the net for a long time, a interception!
30-0!
Tezuka is another overdrive serve, and another net volley scores another point!40-0!
Boom~~ Tezuka jumped high, heavy artillery smash!
The landing is tricky, and the two don't even have the opportunity to use the unicorn to land.
Tezuka won, the score is 1-1!
This little game ended faster than the first game just now!
"The opponent is the same, and he can even score four points in a row!" Takashi Kawamura was surprised.
"This time, Minister Tezuka didn't let his opponent score!
"However, none of them have yet to use their own tricks!" said Oishi.
"You're so nervous, the game is still in the warm-up stage!" said Ye Changfeng with a smile.
"Eh, the minister's domain skills and the triple counterattack of the predecessors have not yet been used, and the atmosphere here is already so terrifying!"
"What the hell is going to be like this game?"
On the court, Fuji patted the tennis ball rhythmically with his hands, but his thoughts flew to not long ago, after the battle between Night Long Wind and Fuji Rain was stopped by Coach Ryuzaki.
In the locker room of the Seigaku Tennis Club, there are only two people, Tezuka and Fuji.
"Now, Tezuka, you've fought against Changfeng, haven't you?"
"Yes!"
"You feel that oppression, right?"
"Yes, I understand that feeling! Noji, why didn't you go all out to win the match with Changfeng just now?"
"Ah Qian said that he couldn't get your real information, where is the real you?"
"Tezuka! I can't seem to take victory or defeat seriously!"
"Fuji!"
"Push your opponent's 000 power to the limit, enjoy the thrills, enjoy the joy of tennis, that's all I have!
"What does this mean? No matter what, only to win, in my mind there is only domination of the whole country!" Tezuka said coldly.
"If it's an obstacle, just remove me from the list!" Fuji said lightly, looking up.
Memories flashed through his mind, and the focus returned to the arena, on the indifferent man opposite.
"Tezuka, I always thought that you and I were the same type of people, until I saw your dedication to victory in the final of the Kanto Conference, and you have carried Qingxue on your back for too long alone!"
Fuji's eyes flashed, and a faint blue brilliance flashed in his eyes.
Fuji took a step back, his right hand spread slightly, and the breeze blew his clothes!
"It's appeared, it's the only swallow flashback!"
The tennis ball spun violently and flew off the court against the ground!
15-0！
"Is it the first to make the move?
"Yes, this may be the race that decides the number one in the school!" Oishi suddenly thought, "No, in fact, it may be the race that decides the first place in neon!"
"Dashi-senpai, where did you put my little brother!" Ye Changfeng shook his head helplessly, "Have they already classified me as inhuman?"
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