"Trash, you'd better be serious, otherwise you won't be able to catch a single ball." Akutsu's sarcasm was late but arrived.
"Damn it!" Kirihara clenched the racket angrily.
This time, he didn't dare to be careless anymore.
Seeing the other party's expression becoming serious, Akutsu couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile.
After he temporarily completed the devil training, he was looking forward to dueling with the masters.
But on the street tennis courts, the opponents he encountered were all trash.
He has never even encountered an opponent who asked him to take off his weight.
I hope this guy with a big Li Hai can have some strength.
"Whoa." He threw the ball, jumped up, and dunked the racket.
"Too slow!!" Kirihara's steps were like wind, and he caught up with the tennis ball flying to the right in an instant. He stepped on the baseline with his right foot and swung the racket.
"Bang." Being vigilant enough, the ball was counterattacked sufficiently, and the tennis ball headed toward the right baseline of Akutsu's half with spin.
"Good ball control..." Just by looking at the counterattack, you can tell that Kirihara is much better than those miscellaneous fish.
"It's not enough, it's still a fish!" Akutsu had already anticipated the ball's landing point, leaned forward, and ran to the tennis ball as vigorously as a cheetah.
"The speed of surfing the Internet is so fast, and his running posture is also unconventional!" Li Hai Daishou all looked solemn.
"The body leans forward greatly without losing balance. His spine is very soft, which allows the hind legs to move faster than the front legs in a short time. Not only that, but the strong and explosive muscles can also provide him with considerable instant explosive power. If you look carefully, you will find that his buttocks are round and full, allowing him to move very far with each step." Liu Renji said calmly, but there was a little surprise in his tone.
"He is a natural athlete and his physical condition is so good. This Kirihara match should be very difficult."
Kirihara, a second-year junior high school student, is still in the stage of physical development. Faced with Akutsu who is crushing him physically, there is nothing he can do unless... he uses that dangerous move.
"Oops!" Kirihara was caught off guard by the sudden Internet access.
"Where will the ball go?! Where?!" He watched Akutsu's movements anxiously, hoping to understand the opponent's intentions and predict the direction of the ball in advance.
Only in this way will it be possible to counterattack the volley in front of the net.
"Whoa." Akutsu appeared in the tennis ball, waving his right hand in a volley gesture.
"I saw it, it's the left baseline!!" Kirihara's legs suddenly burst out with amazing power and jumped in the opposite direction.
Instead, at the moment he jumped up, he saw the corner of Akutsu's mouth curl up in a mocking arc. With a flip of his wrist, the ball crossed the net like a dexterous elf and came into close contact with the earth.
"30-0."
"Bang." Kirihara fell to the ground, covered in dust, his eyes fixed on the tennis ball lying in front of the net, his eyes full of anger and humiliation.
"It's not a volley, but a short ball. How calm!" Nioh couldn't help but take a breath.
"It's incredible. He has such physical fitness and a brutal yet delicate tennis style. We need to pay close attention to him." Yagyu said solemnly.
"A guy with great potential. There are still a few months until the national competition. He can definitely grow into a national level player." Sanada's face darkened.
Being able to manipulate Kirihara at the palm of his hand, Akutsu's mentality and skills are both online.
In contrast, Kirihara's mentality is immature and he easily loses his cool.
But Kirihara has a special move.
There may be blood next.
"Be ready to call an ambulance." Sanada said solemnly to the main candidates.
I hope Kirihara will be gentler.
.......
"Very good, interesting, very fun!" The tennis ball lying motionless on the ground seemed to be a taunt to Kirihara, making him furious.
"You are the first person who dares to play with me like this." He got up without dusting himself off. His eyes were cold.
"Hey, trash, do you only know how to brag?" Akutsu looked at the racket with disdain and said sarcastically.
Akutsu's patience is already wearing thin.
"Bang." Akutsu served quickly.
"Bang." In a flash, the tennis ball flew back.
"Not bad speed, are you serious?" Akutsu twitched the corner of his mouth and swung his racket suddenly.
Under the strange force, the tennis ball almost twisted and flew towards Kirihara.
"Step." Kirihara tapped his toes and jumped.
"One-legged step? Why this step again?" Akutsu showed contempt: "This low-level step has no effect on me."
The two immediately started a fierce fight.
Kirihara's counterattack frequency and rhythm continued to accelerate with the addition of one-legged steps.
Akutsu kept up with this rhythm, and the hearty counterattack allowed his body muscles to complete the warm-up.
"40-0."
"40-15."
"40-30."
"Game, 1-0, Akutsu leads."
Soon, Akutsu won his serve.
The expressions of the audience and Kirihara were relatively calm.
Apparently, the real game has just begun.
Tennis is a six-point game for junior high school students. Playing a full game is still a big test of physical strength, and it becomes more difficult as you go to the back.
It is not wise to use all your cards in the early game.
Kirihara served in the second game.
If he loses his serve, he will fall into a passive position.
Although Kirihara has a fragile personality and has difficulty controlling his emotions, he is not easily awakened to become a demon.
"His physical fitness and tennis skills are enough to become our main choice for Rikkai University. The chance of winning him in a head-to-head confrontation is low, but he has no skills." After one game, Kirihara also has a certain understanding of Akutsu. .
In previous matches, Akutsu used basic tennis balls.
"Whoa." Kirihara threw the ball, raised his right arm, and buckled it down hard.
"Swish, swish, swish." The ball spun wildly when it hit the ground, and suddenly hit his face.
"Hmph, serve with an external spin? Such spin is really weak and pitiful." Akutsu snorted, turned sideways, took a step back with his right leg, and pulled out the racket from bottom to top.
"Whoa." The tennis ball drew a sharp arc and hit the bottom line where Kirihara was.
"boom."
"It's so strong." The weight coming from his arm made Kirihara's expression change slightly.
"Go to me!"
However, as soon as he returned the ball, he saw Akutsu leaping in front of the net like a wild animal and scored a point with a ferocious volley.
"15-0."
"He's speeding up." Akutsu's completely different speed and power from the first game made Kirihara's breathing slightly disordered, and he wiped the sweat that had reached his chin.
Only then did he realize that he was sweating after just playing a small round.
"Hey, I've seen much better serves than yours. You'd better practice more."
Akutsu's mocking words made Kirihara frown, and his emotions tended to lose control.
"Oops, Kirihara can't control his emotions." The main candidates in the stands couldn't help but look worried.
"Jindai!" Sanada looked at the stands on the other side with a look of shock on his face: "Did you even watch the battle in person?"
In Sanada's eyes, Kamishiro Ai was standing in the audience seat behind Akutsu's half.
