"Huh." Shiraishi beat lightly and started to do a simple warm-up.
Tennis is the same as other sports. You must warm up adequately, otherwise you will be in trouble if you get cramps during the game.
But when Shiraishi saw Kamishiro Ai standing loosely in the middle of the court, his brows furrowed unconsciously.
Not even a warm-up.
Is this looking down on yourself?
Baishi's heart was not angry, but filled with solemnity.
The previous battle between Tachibana Jippei and Chitose had already made him realize how difficult the other party was.
Both Tachibana Yoshihei and Chitose regard Kamishiro Ami as their big brother.
Obviously, God's Blue is stronger.
But now I may not be able to win against Tachibana Jippei.
If you unlock that yourself...
Shiraishi looked at his bandaged right hand, his eyes flickering.
After a long time, he looked back.
As the captain of Tiantianbao Temple, he shoulders the honor and future of Tiantianbao Temple.
This year is already the last year.
If he fails to win the championship, he will graduate with regrets.
So he cherishes every game.
After witnessing Rikkai's dominant strength last year, he also understood that the possibility of Shitenhoji winning the championship was not high.
Although it is regrettable, we must also start thinking about cultivating the core of the future.
He looked at Kintaro Toyama, who kept squirming anxiously on the referee's bench, with soft and firm eyes.
"Watch carefully, Xiaojin, be sure to completely record the game process. You are the future of Tiantianbao Temple."
With this belief, he tightened his grip on the tennis racket.
You will soon know whether you are arrogant or truly powerful, Goddess Blue!
...
Shiraishi's game style is flawless basic tennis, which is also called bible tennis.
It's just that...this kind of tennis has big flaws.
"I'm good at playing basics." Jindailan turned around and took out the cross racket, looking at Shiraishi with a smile.
"How dare he hold such a racket?" Shiraishi's pupils suddenly shrank, anger igniting in his eyes.
The main players on the sidelines exclaimed again and again.
"Is this racket... a sweet spot? Has he already touched that area?" The straw in Watanabe's mouth quietly fell, and his pupils trembled.
To be able to bring Tiantianbao Temple to such a high level in just a few years, he naturally has a certain vision.
The point where the two tennis strings meet is the sweet spot, which is also the effective hitting area of the ball.
The racket has almost no vibration when hitting this point, and the feedback is extremely comfortable.
For junior high school students, sweet spot technology is still too far away.
Obviously, all this does not apply to Shendailan.
"No matter how it ends, today's game may have a great impact on Shiraishi."
Watanabe had a premonition.
Maybe Shiraishi will be transformed in this game.
.......
I'll make you regret hitting me with this racket!
Shiraishi and Jindailan looked at each other, their eyes full of desire to win.
"Pro or con?"
"No need, just kick off the ball." Jindailan said with a smile.
Shiraishi nodded.
"Pah, pah, pah." His palms beat the tennis ball rhythmically, his eyelids drooping.
"The game begins, Shiraishi Kuranosuke of Shitenhoji Temple serves."
Toyama Kintaro imitated those referees and shouted loudly.
.......
"Coming!" Shiraishi threw the tennis ball upwards, jumped up and swung the racket downwards.
Countless muscle memory feedback gives the body the most perfect posture.
Both the power and angle of the shot are close to perfect.
However, Shiraishi has trained such simple movements countless times.
This is his Bible Tennis.
"Whoa!" The tennis ball flew accurately at the most extreme angle. It was only a centimeter away from going out of bounds.
"A very good foundation." Jindailan looked calm, jogged a few steps, and got in position at the landing point in advance. Then he made a freehand stroke, and the tennis ball immediately flew to the bottom corner of the other half of Shiraishi.
Equally precise and extreme.
"Master!" With just a simple reply, Shiraishi saw the subtlety.
Not only can the cross shot be returned, but the landing point is also perfectly controlled.
It is enough to show that the opponent's foundation is not worse than his.
"Tap, tap, tap." Although he was thinking about countermeasures, Shiraishi's pace was not slow. He quickly caught up and fought back with the same perfect posture.
God's Blue struck back again without any haste.
This fight lasted for five minutes.
The poses on both sides were perfect, but just...not pretty.
The main players watching the match couldn't help but yawn.
It's like watching two robots engage in a boring sparring match.
"We can't drag it on like this any longer." Bai Shi thought to himself.
He clearly felt that he was beginning to be led by Jindailan, and his accuracy in controlling the ball was constantly declining.
"You must control the rhythm!"
He ran suddenly, stepped vigorously, stretched his body in a posture as strong as a cheetah, swung the racket, and at the moment of returning the ball, he stepped out with his right foot and his body immediately bounced in the opposite direction.
Stepping on one foot?
Jindailan was quite surprised.
But when I think about it, I feel relieved.
This relatively basic step is not difficult, and it is not unusual for Shiraishi to master it.
One-legged step, use one foot to bounce to speed up the starting speed. If used well, you can drag the opponent into your own rhythm.
But the shortcomings are also obvious.
If you step on one foot for a long time, your physical strength will be exhausted.
It seemed that he had noticed something was wrong.
Very keen awareness.
Of course, Shiraishi is not just as simple as using one-footed steps. The rotation he applies to the ball will also prompt his opponent to hit the ball at the angle he expected, thereby using the advantage of one-footed steps to seize the rhythm.
This is a very smart play.
"But that's too naive."
Before Shiraishi could react, he saw Kamishiro Ami swinging his racket in an extremely twisted posture. There was an explosion in his ears, and a bolt of lightning penetrated half of the court and bounced past his feet.
"15-0."
"How is it possible?! He actually caught the blind spot of the one-legged step?"
Shiraishi stared at the ball mark for several seconds, unable to conceal the shock in his eyes.
He raised his head and saw the dazzling gentle smile of Kamidai Lan.
This was the first time in the game that he used one-legged step, but it was directly broken. It was a huge blow to Shiraishi's confidence.
I couldn't keep up the rhythm, and my confidence was hit.
It was obvious that he was completely overpowered.
However, Shiraishi is an experienced tennis player after all. He immediately adjusted his mentality and served perfectly again.
"Since one-legged shuffling doesn't work, let's change the routine."
Tennis is not static. It has its own foundation and can be derived from countless ways of coping.
"Drink!" Shiraishi hit the ball hard toward the back corner. This time he was careful and deliberately added more spin.
Because of the consumption of the previous protracted battle, Jindailan's subconscious will be familiar with the unchanging feeling of hitting the ball.
Therefore, after Shiraishi secretly increases the rotation, it can often have unexpected effects.
Coupled with the limitations of the cross shot, Jindailan noticed something was wrong when he caught the ball.
Unexpectedly, Shiraishi temporarily broke the deadlock so quickly.
"He is really an excellent player who pays equal attention to both technique and brains." Jindailan admired secretly in his heart.
"Pop." With a slightly dull sound, the ball's trajectory deviated from what was expected, and its strength also declined.
"Opportunity!" Shiraishi seized this precious opportunity, strode forward, stepped hard on the ground with his right foot as an axis, exerted force on his waist, abdomen and arms, and whipped the ball to the bottom corner in the opposite direction.
"Tap tap tap." Kamdairo ran quickly the moment he hit the ball. He had already predicted the direction of Shiraishi's next counterattack.
But even so, when he caught up with the tennis ball, the time for his counterattack had been completely compressed, so even if he successfully counterattacked, his body was slightly unbalanced.
This mistake was immediately caught by Shiraishi.
He held the frame of the ball with the palm of his right hand and made a backhand gesture, tilting the racket slightly.
This is the short ball stance.
"Bang!" The ball, like a dexterous elf, crossed the net and floated towards the front half in the opposite direction.
