"As you wish!" Akutsu suddenly threw the ball, fully stretched his body, and stared at the falling ball.
The racket was slammed down hard.
The tennis ball went straight towards Tachibana Yoshihei.
"Too slow." Tachibana Jippei took a step back, tilted his body slightly, and accurately hit the ball back with a forehand shot.
To fight back so easily?
Tachibana Yoshihei's freehand expression made Akutsu a little unhappy, so he ran quickly.
"Crunch." The huge force coming from the racket made him slightly change his face.
This is one of the rare times when power is suppressed.
"Drink!" As he drank lightly, Akutsu hit the ball back with a more graceful movement.
Although his swing posture is incorrect, it is full of wild beauty.
Paired with a body without excess fat and toned muscles, no one would have imagined that he was a junior high school student.
"Bang." The surface of the net rubbed against the tennis ball, and its brute force made Tachibana Jippei's eyes change slightly.
His strength grew.
This guy's tennis is not easy.
Tachibana Jippei smiled unconsciously, pumped his right hand hard, and the tennis ball went straight towards Akutsu's feet.
"15-0."
"No, the deputy minister's ball speed is too fast. No matter how fast that guy's reaction is, without professional training, it will be difficult to return the ball." A regretful voice sounded from the sidelines.
Akutsu rarely became angry, but the corners of his mouth curved.
He murmured to himself: "It's almost."
"This guy clearly couldn't keep up with my ball speed before. It only took him a short round to see the ball clearly. This time he even touched the ball." Tachibana Yoshihei felt a pressure from Akutsu.
At the same ball speed, Akutsu was still unable to hit back.
But this time, Akutsu's frame touched the tennis ball.
"Go on, I'll score soon!"
Hot blood surged through Akutsu's body.
This is a victory I have never felt before countless times.
This feeling of losing to the opponent but getting close to the opponent in counterattacks is so addicting.
"boom!"
Akutsu served again.
Tachibana Yoshihei fired back as before.
"30-0."
"40-0."
Soon, the match point came, and Akutsu was still unable to fight back.
But at least the racket can already touch the tennis ball.
His progress is obvious.
"Tachibana's tennis is simple and direct, with speed and power indispensable. When he first came into contact with such a tennis player who was stronger than himself, Akutsu's eyes and body couldn't adapt."
"But in the repeated counterattacks, his terrifying adaptability began to show." Jindailan explained calmly.
Other main candidates listen carefully.
Now Akutsu is like a platinum master who has been in the silver division all year round.
After a lot of abuse, my consciousness and strength became accustomed to that rank. When I suddenly reached the platinum rank, my body became acclimated and it took some time to get back to the state.
During the penalty kick, Tachibana Jippei hit back again.
Akutsu's eyes were fixed on the ball flying at high speed, and his expression gradually became fanatical.
"See, my eyes can already catch this ball!" He suddenly started, stepping hard on the ground with his legs, and explosive power burst out from the soles of his feet.
Pounce to the right like a cheetah, stretch your body, and pull your right hand behind you.
"Death!" His eyes were fierce and he subconsciously aimed at Tachibana Jippei's cheek.
When he is emotional, he can easily do things that hurt others.
This does not mean that he is inherently evil.
It is a habit developed from being withdrawn and ostracized since childhood.
But at the moment when he swung the racket, Kamishiro Ami's face suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Tennis is not a tool to hurt people."
"You are not qualified to play violent tennis now."
"Hidden beneath your ferocity is cowardice."
Not qualified?
whispering sound.
I don’t need violent tennis to win.
Akutsu's expression turned cold and he swung the racket hard.
"Bang." With the loud bang of the racket, the tennis ball exploded towards Tachibana Jippei's half of the court like a cannonball.
"Have you thought about playing tennis normally? But it's not enough." Jindailan hugged his shoulders and watched the game quietly.
Jindailan does not reject violent tennis.
On the contrary, he also admired violent tennis.
You must know that in later tennis, any move can kill someone.
The mortality rate at Worlds is very high.
Because even if you know you are no match, you can't just back down.
Countless talents were lost in the World Championships like this.
Violent tennis is just a kind of victory tennis.
Kamishiro Ami believes that the current Akutsu is completely unqualified to use violent tennis, because his violent tennis is just a pure attack on the body.
Advanced violent tennis is an art that emphasizes both strength and technique.
Destruction from the outside is only a kind of image destruction, destruction from the inside can truly bring fear to the other party.
Before learning violent tennis, you must first learn to play tennis.
"Tennis is not a tool used to hurt people." Thinking of this, Jindailan said to the main selection with an upright face.
"Of course, Minister!" Ishida Tetsu looked at Kamishiro Ami with light in his eyes.
This is Fudomine's chief, who is full of righteousness.
.......
"Have you become completely familiar with my ball speed in just the second game?" Akutsu's counterattack was beyond Tachibana Yoshihei's expectations.
"Interesting, I understand why Jindai asked me or Chitose to fight with you!"
Tachibana Yoshihei took a step forward with his right foot, pulled hard with his right hand, and hit a curved ball at a slightly higher angle.
Because I was a little lax before, my body was not fully prepared to hit the unexpected ball. This is already the best way to deal with it.
I was too careless. It was an unforgivable mistake.
Tachibana Jippei's face darkened.
Underestimating the enemy is a taboo on the court.
"I won this point!" As if seeing Tachibana Jippei's self-blame, Akutsu grinned wildly.
"Whoosh!" His legs burst out with explosive power, his body jumped high, and his limbs stretched in the air, not like a tennis player, but like a skydive.
But such a weird posture looks extremely harmonious on Akutsu's body.
"Your strength is good, but next, you can't even think about scoring!" With a wild laugh, Akutsu stretched his body again, raised his upper body, and slammed the racket in his right hand.
The strength of the body combined with the power of the racket gave the ball a speed and force far beyond what it had been before, and it shot towards Tachibana Yoshihira like a bursting arrow.
"I admit, I was careless."
"But that's it."
Tachibana Jippei's legs were firmly on the ground, and his right hand was tense, as if there was a red aura lingering in it.
"Bang." After an explosion, the ball hit the ground at high speed. Before Akutsu even hit the ground, the ball had already bounced over the baseline. .
"Game, 2-0, Tachibana Yoshihei takes the lead."
The score was called.
"How could it be so fast?" There was shock in Ajiujin's eyes.
In his sight, Tachibana Jippei's ball seemed to turn into a lion and passed through his own half.
Being stared at by those pair of pupils, he had no time to react, and even his body functions seemed to be frozen.
Could this feeling be...
fear?
