"If you think there's no reason to fight with me, what now?"
Looking at Tezuka who came back again, Shirazu said bluntly to him.
"Well..."
Clenching his hands, Tezuka glanced at the seniors who were screaming in pain on the ground, and then walked towards Shirazu.
"Is that the strength of Shirazu Jisei, the deputy director of Teiko Middle School?"
"What a terrible player."
"It is conceivable that they won the regional championship not in vain."
Inui Sadaharu observed all the games from the sidelines. He simply couldn't believe that someone could be so powerful.
His second- and third-year regular players were easily taken down, with no power to fight back.
But the other party asked Tezuka by name, which puzzled many people.
Only Fuji knows this reason. Now, only Fuji knows that Tezuka has been hiding his strength.
Tezuka could easily defeat his seniors if he wanted to.
"What on earth do you want to do!?"
"Nothing, I just want to have a fight with you."
"I think it would be a pity if I can't meet you in the main match."
Faced with Tezuka's question, Shirazu wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke bluntly.
"?"
"Let's go to the ballpark next door."
Glancing at the seniors who fell to the ground next to him, Tezuka was stunned for a while and then spoke.
"no problem."
He knew that Tezuka should understand what he meant, and now he wanted to help Tezuka.
The stage has been set, and now it depends on how valuable this showdown will be.
"Tezuka..."
Oishi looked worriedly at Tezuka who put down his schoolbag and took off his coat and was warming up and said.
"It's okay, Dashi. It seems like he won't give up if I don't compete with him today."
Moving his body well to avoid unnecessary injuries, Tezuka took the racket handed over by Fuji and walked into the court.
"Is he really that powerful?"
Kise looked at Tezuka who walked in with curiosity on his face. Shirazu had specifically warned him before.
(How much you can learn from this game depends on your understanding. Maybe you can see a higher level of skills.)
Holding the barbed wire fence with one hand, Kise stared at the game that was about to start in the stadium and thought of what Shirazu said.
"Then I won't be polite."
Although there was no referee, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not ask for this.
With the level of the two of them, it doesn't matter whether there is a referee or not.
Seeing Tezuka standing indifferent at the baseline, Shirazu knew that he was going to give the serve to him first.
Perhaps it was because he had played a few games before, and even if he won easily, he might still be physically exhausted.
"You are so magnanimous, Tezuka..."
"But, I'm serious."
He took the ball out of his pocket, hit it on the ground a few times, and then twisted his wrist to spin the ball the moment it was thrown up.
"This serve?"
"!?"
"This is!?"
Inui Sadaharu, Fuji, and Kise who were outside the field were immediately surprised when they saw the obvious movement of the wrist.
"boom!"
The ball was hit, passed the net, landed on the ground, and then bounced up. Tezuka immediately rushed over and swung his racket to try to hit it back.
"Well!"
“Ding-deng-deng!!!”
“Zizzizi!!!”
(What a great spin!)
The moment he caught the ball, Tezuka could even hear the sound of the silk thread rubbing against the tennis ball, accompanied by a powerful and heavy feeling.
If you look at it with the naked eye, you will find that the network cable has been distorted and even slightly uneven.
Realizing that he couldn't make a hard hit, Tezuka immediately moved his racket away and gave up the point.
"Snapped!"
The ball slipped off the racket, landed on the ground with a strong spin, and rolled out of the ground.
15-0!
“It can actually give the ball that kind of spin when it’s served.”
"In addition to having both strength and rotation... it can even be done..."
"When the opponent catches the ball, the friction and sliding of the ball will cause the opponent to be unable to grasp the return point of the racket, and the body will shift, which will make it difficult to exert force."
"Awesome serve."
Fuji and Inui Sadaharu both watched the game carefully.
"What? It turns out there is such a move hidden in it. It has never been used in intra-team competitions."
Kise looked at Shirazu's serve with gleaming eyes and said happily.
"This move is called Rasengan..."
"Can you take it?"
Picking up the ball again, Shirazu glanced at Tezuka and said.
As always, he twists his wrist the moment he throws the ball up, and then swings his racket when the ball falls.
"Whoosh!"
This time, Tezuka switched the racket to his left hand.
"Look, why did Tezuka switch his racket to his left hand?"
"Could it be that...he is actually left-handed?"
Compared to Fuji, Oishi, Kikumaru and others did not know the true situation of Tezuka, so they were surprised to see Tezuka change hands to hold the racket.
"drink!"
Swinging the racket with his left hand, he touched the violently rotating tennis ball again, exactly as he felt before.
"Zizzizi!!"
"Um?"
"Look, Tezuka!"
The tennis ball rubbed against the silk thread and twisted, but with Tezuka's stability, it was still unable to break through. Then it began to shift from its original position, like a mouse preparing to sneak away.
But Tezuka was already prepared. He directly moved his arms to follow the deflection of the tennis ball, trying to maintain his balance.
(As expected of you. Normally, when most people catch the ball for the first time, the racket is penetrated, but you can still stabilize it and even make up for it.)
It can only be said that a genius is indeed a genius. Just after the second ball, Tezuka seemed to have found the trick.
"boom!"
30-0!
But...finding the trick is one thing, being able to fight back is another.
Tezuka stared at the tennis ball on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking, and then turned to look at Shirazu.
40-0!
1-0!
The next two "Rasengan" serves were still won steadily, and even though Tezuka intercepted them twice, he still could not get them back.
This time, it was Tezuka's turn to serve.
"ha!"
The ball quickly flew to the bottom corner. Bai Jin stood up and swung his racket to hit it back.
"Whoosh!"
"Snapped!"
"Whoosh!"
"boom!"
0-15
The two went back and forth for a few times, and Tezuka took the opportunity to hit the net with a close range attack to win the point.
"Not bad."
After being taken away one point, Bai Jin was not discouraged, but became more interested in the next battle.
0-30!
15-30!
30-30!
30-40!
1-1!
Even if there is no referee counting, everyone can still remember the current score.
"Okay! Tezuka won the game!"
Kikumaru looked at Tezuka's performance happily and said loudly.
"Don't be too happy, it's the opponent's turn to serve again."
"Yeah! How on earth are you going to break that serve that spins like a top!"
But Gan Sadaharu's words made Kikumaru's heart rise again after he had just put it down.
(Don’t plan to use it yet?)
Shirazu looked at the calm Tezuka, who seemed to have no intention of going all out directly.
He had already seen Tezuka's plan, and he wanted to forcefully crack his "Rasengan" without relying on hard work.
"You are looking down on me too much, Tezuka!!"
"Drink!"
"boom!!"
