"What, is this Fudomine's doubles match? It's so weak, it's completely one-sided." Many junior high school candidates looked at Ibu and Kamio with a hint of contempt.
"It seems Fudomine's doubles game isn't very good."
Regardless of the audience's comments, Ibu and Kamio's expressions remained normal.
They quickly finished changing courts, picked up their tennis rackets and waited for the second game.
"As expected, only Akutsu, Kyushu Shuangxiong and Jindailan need attention, and the others are not strong enough." On the Ice Emperor's side, Yushi Ninzu looked calm, adjusted his glasses, and said calmly: " Ibu and Kamio are both at the Kanto level, which is pretty good, but that’s it, we won the first one.”
"Kamio."
"Iwu."
Iwu and Kamio exchanged glances, saying nothing.
Next, Takahiro Kachichi serves.
"Huh." Huadi threw the ball, tiptoed slightly, and dunked hard with his right hand.
"Bang." Visible airflow exploded behind the tennis ball, hitting the baseline at the back of the court like a cannonball.
Facing the menacing ball, Yiwu seemed to have not changed much, and still used his previous two-handed racket to deal with it.
"Are you exhausted? I don't have much information about Itake Shinji. From the current point of view, it doesn't seem to be anything special." Qian adjusted his glasses, but his intuition told him that the game was not over yet.
The next development also confirmed the accuracy of his intuition.
"boom!"
When Kamio and Itake struggled with Takahiro Kagachi for several rounds again, when the tennis ball came, Itake's eyes suddenly changed.
He took a slight step forward, took a deep breath, left an afterimage of the racket in his hand in the air, and pulled it out from bottom to top. This completely different posture from before made Qian's eyes dazzle.
"Huh? Is this a topspin ball?"
"Since just now, Yiwu has been hitting the ball alternately with upspin and downspin. Does it have any profound meaning? Wait a minute! Could it be that?"
His pupils widened under his thick glasses.
"Ka." Hua Di swung the racket as usual, but the moment the racket rose, his arm was frozen in place as if it had been petrified.
"boom."
"15-0." The referee announced the decision.
Huadi looked at his right hand blankly and tilted his head.
Obviously, he didn't understand why his hand suddenly stiffened uncontrollably when he struck back.
"As expected, Ibu and Kamio cooperated with each other to share the burden on their arms, and alternately hit up and down spins when returning, thus causing the opponent's muscles to atrophy and causing instant paralysis. This really cannot be underestimated." Gan murmured to himself. : "Such a skill is quite scientific."
After witnessing Kamishiro Ai's weird skills, this momentarily paralyzing skill made him feel like he was back to reality.
"But you can't win the game with this kind of skill."
"The arm was paralyzed at that time." Hua Di said in a daze with a dull expression.
Although he felt a little confused inside, the movements of his hands did not stop.
He slowly threw the ball and dunked it with his right hand.
"Bang." The tennis ball burst out again.
After a fight, Itake Fukaji took a step forward again, and his right-hand racket started to spin strangely from bottom to top.
"30-0."
Instant Paralysis scores again.
"It's not an illusion, Huaji's body became sluggish when he fought back." On Hyotei's side, Atobe frowned, and the corner of his mouth raised a teasing arc: "It seems that Fudomine's double team is not as weak as they thought."
"40-0."
"Game, 1-1."
Under the instantly paralyzing attack, the Fudoho combination successfully won the game and tied the score.
"Huaji, the other side is not easy. We can't play anymore. I have to take action." Hinata Yueto said with a smile.
On the Fudo Peak side, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
"I guess the instant paralysis won't work anymore." Yiwu looked fearful.
"That's right, my opponent Kachi is the best at imitating him, and he hasn't used his skills yet." Tachibana said solemnly.
At the beginning of the third game, Akira Kamio served.
"Iwu, we have to speed up the tempo."
Kamio fires a super high-speed serve.
In previous games, this kind of serve has always worked well, but now he is facing the national-level Takahiro Kaji.
"Hmm." Hua Di made a dull voice, his eyes were dull, and he swung the racket like a robot. The tennis racket accurately appeared on the only path of tennis. Under the huge force, the ultra-high-speed serve was exerted with even more terrifying force. With such speed, he instantly passed through the center line where Kamio and Ibu overlapped, and flew out of the field.
"15-0."
"It's so fast." Iwu and Kamio looked shocked.
"The ultra-high-speed serve is no longer available." Akira Kamio's heart sank, and he felt suffocated by the strength of his opponent.
What makes the pressure even greater is that Hua Di on the opposite side always has a dull expression, as if scoring will not cause any fluctuation in his mood at all.
"Bang!" This time, Kamio chose to serve normally.
After several rounds of fighting, Iwu made a mistake and hit a lob, and Huachi quickly hit the net.
His legs were slightly bent, and he suddenly jumped up. The racket in his right hand stretched upwards, with the racket surface slightly vertical. When the ball came, he slammed the racket down.
"This position is?" Gan Qian, who was watching with his eyes widened and his tone full of astonishment, said: "Super high-speed serve?"
"Whoa." The tennis ball crossed the net and appeared out of bounds in the blink of an eye.
"30-0."
The shocked expressions of Ibu and Kamio served as the perfect backdrop.
"The degree of restoration is very good, but it's just a super-high-speed counterattack." Jindailan nodded slightly: "Huaji has an innate learning ability. He can completely master any golf skill after seeing it a few times. It is unthinkable to directly change the super-speed serve. For the counterattack version.”
"It's interesting to directly use skills that the opponent cannot hit back to avoid the control caused by instant paralysis."
"Tap, tap, tap." Facing the flying tennis ball, Ibu Fukaji retreated, exchanged positions with Akira Kamio, and hit a topspin ball with a light pull of his right hand.
Yue Ren, who had been silent all this time, suddenly jumped into the air, stretched his body, and twisted his body like a juggler. With his body stretched 360 degrees downward, his right hand straightened, his racket reached the flying tennis ball, and smashed it out.
"Bang." The tennis ball exploded at Kamio Akira's feet like a stream of light.
"40-0."
"Hey, you won't forget that I didn't take action, right?" After scoring, Xiang Riyueren fell back to the ground lightly and said with a smile.
"This is juggling tennis that surpasses Kikumaru. Hyotei's doubles is really powerful." Inui muttered to himself.
"In previous games, Fudoho has always dominated others, even Seigaku, but now, they have been completely suppressed. As expected of the Hyokui."
"Ice Emperor~~~Ice Emperor~~~" Ice Emperor's cheerleaders shouted enthusiastically.
"We can't lose either!! Fudoho~~~Fudoho~~~" Juxing led the team into an arena battle.
"boom."
The momentary paralysis no longer worked after Higataketo's intervention, and the situation of the game was instantly reversed. In Hyotei's opinion, Fudoho's doubles performance was unsatisfactory.
What makes Atobe a little uneasy is that from the beginning of the game to now, Kamishiro Ami has been smiling, as if everything is under control.
"It's over!!" Faced with the flying tennis ball, Xiang Riyueren jumped high, stretched his body, exerted force on his abdomen in the air, twisted his body, and turned 360 degrees. With his head down, the racket in his right hand was facing towards his side. Swing out.
"Click." The tennis racket collided with the ball and hit the ball again on the center line between Iwu and Kamio.
Iwu and Kamio "conceded" to each other, resulting in the goal being conceded.
"Game, 2-1, Hyoudi Takahiro Kawaraji and Mugahigatake are in the lead."
It can be seen from this game that the tacit understanding between Kamio and Iwu still needs to be developed.
The ball hit between the two will basically score.
In the fourth game, Xiang Riyue served.
"Bang!" After a mediocre serve, Xiang Riyue immediately went to the net and handed the back to Huaji.
This time, Yiwu still occupied the rear.
Holding the bat with both hands, he suddenly hit the ball and applied top-spin force.
This scene made many people look puzzled.
"The current instant paralysis has no effect on Huaji, why should we deliberately apply rotation?"
"Leave it to you, Huadi." Xiang Riyueren shouted loudly.
"Okay." Huadi was expressionless, with dead fish eyes, and his knees were slightly bent, but even so, he still looked so tall.
The racket in his right hand suddenly swung out, bringing up a large afterimage. The moment the tennis ball entered the racket, it was hit by a strange force and twisted and whizzed away.
"Leave it to me!!" Kamio jumped up suddenly, stepped forward with his right leg, kicked the ground hard, and let his body jump off the ground. At the same time, he raised his left leg, leaned forward suddenly, and shifted his body weight to the racket in his hand. Apply force to resist the strange force, pull the racket to the left with both hands, and make a backhand gesture.
Jack knife is a two-handed backhand that takes off. This technology can make the backhand shot more powerful and hit at a better angle. However, the shortcomings are also obvious: it is not stable enough and prone to mistakes.
In the world championships, many professional players regard it as their specialty.
Kamio didn't have a high degree of mastery of the jack knife, so he used it in a hurry. Fortunately, he didn't make a mistake with this move.
"Bang!" The tennis ball exploded towards the birch floor during the explosion.
"Click."
Huadi was expressionless, his body kept its previous movements, his knees bent, and he hit the ball back with a casual forehand shot.
Kachichi responded with a backspin shot that flew high over the net and then dropped quickly.
"Huadi, it's instant paralysis!" Xiang Riyueren's eyes flashed and he shouted loudly.
"Okay." Hua transferred the racket to his left hand.
"What? He actually knows the two-sword style?!" Ryoma Echizen, who was watching the battle, looked shocked.
"Hey, kid, the two-sword style is not a move worth being proud of." Akutsu gave a friendly taunt in time.
"If it's a two-sword style, instant paralysis won't work. As expected of Huaji, he must have absorbed a lot of unknown skills. It seems that his information needs to be updated." Qian's eyes flickered and he thought to himself.
"Bang!" Hua Di's left hand is not as skilled as his right hand, so the counterattack force is at least 20% less.
Looking at the flying ball, the corner of Itake Fukaji's mouth suddenly curled up: "The opportunity has come."
"Tap, tap, tap." He ran for a few steps, with the soles of his feet on the ground, his body's center of gravity lowered, the racket surface slightly downward, and his swing posture slightly above the parallel line.
"Binding Dao." He murmured, a cold light seemed to flash in his eyes.
The racket in the hand is swung in an arc where the tennis ball must pass.
"The Ninth Path of Binding: The Collapsing Wheel."
(End of chapter)
