In the blue eyes of Jindai, countless data appeared on Akutsu's body, rushing towards Miki's body.
Qian is like a machine, receiving data and conducting scientific analysis.
"Bang!" It was another ordinary serve, heading straight towards Akutsu.
"Get over here!!" Akutsu glared fiercely, took a step hard, stepped on the ground with his feet, and his leg muscles exploded. The moment the tennis ball bounced, his body suddenly twisted, his right hand crossed the afterimage, and the racket carried The sound of breaking wind hit the tennis ball hard.
"boom!"
With the roar, the tennis ball shot towards the dry explosion like a missile, dragging out a slender airflow and breaking through the air with a shock wave.
"Data collection and correction of the angry full blow. The angle is upward, the racket is pressed down, and the racket must be held with both hands. After the return blow, the chance of the opponent hitting the left side is 79%."
What responded to Akutsu's anger was Gan's extreme rationality and beautiful hands for the forehand return.
The tennis ball headed towards the other half of the court with a shock wave.
Akutsu took steps, leaned forward, and instantly caught up with the tennis ball like a cheetah. The soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, and he stepped on the ground with his left foot to exert force. While twisting his body, he pulled his right hand behind him and pulled it out from top to bottom. .
"Whoa." The tennis ball traced a trajectory towards the opposite corner.
"Run, bend your knees, and hit back. The probability that this ball is an irregularly rotating ball is 100%." Run to the landing point with a long stride, calmly lower the center of your body, so that you can hit back the ball with heavy force, and hold the racket with both hands. Swing it out in a backhand stance.
"The deviation shown by the strength and data will not exceed 5%. So if the ball is hit at a midfield angle, the chance that he will be caught off guard and hit a lob is 76%."
"Bang." The tennis ball shot towards the front midfielder like a yellow dagger.
"Why is it from this angle?" Akutsu hurriedly went online and lowered his body at the same time. Straighten the racket to catch it.
The angle of the ball made him very uncomfortable, and even his body felt stiff.
"Mistake." The feedback from the racket made his expression change, and he hurriedly stabilized his body, only to see the tennis ball making an extremely high arc.
"Uh-huh."
Qian's body jumped up, bringing with it a large shadow, his lenses flashed with cold light, and he clasped his arms hard.
"Bang!" The tennis ball instantly penetrated half of the court.
"40-0."
As the referee announced the decision, the whole audience was in a state of excitement.
"So strong!! This Qingxue guy is so strong!"
"Why does it feel like he predicted all of Akutsu's actions!"
"Since when did Qingxue have such a famous figure?"
"As expected of Akan, he is really powerful. He actually suppressed Akutsu." On Qingxue's side, Kikumaru cheered.
"Senior Qian, your hard work has paid off and your intelligence skills have been fully utilized." Kaitang looked moved.
He also experienced hellish training and was very happy.
"Are you kidding? Did this guy predict my every move?" Akutsu widened his eyes in disbelief and stared at the tennis ball rolling on the ground.
"I have completely collected your data. I won this game." Qian adjusted his glasses and said confidently.
"Data? Are you kidding? I can't be measured by data!" Akujin's eyes suddenly became fierce.
"Don't you believe it yet? Let's experience it again." Qian started serving again.
"I will never be predicted by data!!" Akutsu breathed hard and pulled out his right hand fiercely.
"I have seen your data flow."
In Qian's world, countless data spread out from Akutsu's body, heading towards his brain.
"Bang bang bang." A fierce fight sounded!
Both sides refused to give in to each other.
"According to the data, the probability of this ball being a spinner is 89%."
The moment the tennis ball hits the ground, it spins irregularly towards the body.
This is a strong backspin chasing ball. If you don't avoid it in time, your body may be injured.
"boom."
Looking at the tennis ball that was easily hit back again, Akutsu's eyes were bloodshot.
"boom."
He jumped up suddenly and pulled the ball out with all his strength.
"It is consistent with the data. Even the height, angle, and even the racket surface of the angry return are the same. Then, the ball needs to be moved back 1.5 meters, the racket surface is lowered by 5 degrees, and the right hand is pulled back 20 centimeters. This is the perfect return angle. ." After careful calculation, he did it in no hurry, just like adjusting his position on a leisurely stroll on a board, and waved his right hand casually.
"boom."
The next moment, the tennis ball landed at Akutsu's feet at a faster speed and bounced out of bounds.
"Game, 2-1, Seishun Gakuen Gan Sadaharu is in the lead."
"I've seen through you, Akutsu." Qian looked at Akutsu, his tone as calm as if he was describing a fact.
"Bang!" Akutsu silently took the racket and walked towards his half of the court.
In the fourth game, Akutsu served.
"boom!"
"15-0."
"30-0."
"40-0."
"Game, 2-2."
"Game, 3-2."
"Game, 4-2."
In front of data tennis, Akutsu is like a fragile baby, completely overwhelmed by accurate data.
Regardless of his emotions, actions, or even what he might say, all were predicted by Gan. The more Akutsu was beaten, the more chaotic and angry he became, and in the end he could not perform at half his level.
Like a mountain torrent, it cascades thousands of miles.
Soon the score was tied or even overtaken.
There are only two words that can describe a normal game: ugly.
Akutsu was like a powerless and furious beast, showing its fangs but helplessly losing points.
During the break, Akutsu put a towel on his head. He lost his former ferocity and looked like a bereaved dog.
Kamishiro Ami glanced at Akutsu meaningfully and said softly: "Didn't you say you wanted to defeat me? Why do you have to fight so hard against someone from Seigaku? If you keep fighting like this, you will lose."
Akujin's head moved, his chest heaved, and he was speechless.
"Since he is good at data analysis, let's play games other than data." Kamishiro Ami handed Akutsu a bottle of drink: "Inui Sadaharu is not strong, it's just that you have never seen this style of play before, so you are not used to it. "
Akutsu took the drink, took a few sips, wiped his sweat, and stood up suddenly.
As they moved forward, a faint voice came to Jindai's ears: "Thank you."
In the seventh game, Sadaharu Inui served.
"Have you calmed down? This is a bit unexpected." Qian glanced at Akutsu, who had fallen silent, and raised his eyebrows: "That's right, the order in which Jindai made such arrangements definitely has confidence in Akutsu. He will definitely not watch Akutsu being defeated by my data tennis. For Akutsu, this is a chance to break through, but at the same time, it is also an opportunity for me."
Gan's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously grasped the racket.
"Whoa." He threw up the tennis ball and looked directly at the falling tennis ball. When the tennis ball fell to a certain height, he jumped up with the ball of his foot and the racket accurately hit the tennis ball.
"boom."
The tennis ball turned into a stream of light and exploded in front of Akutsu.
"Step." Akutsu calmly lowered his body, took a step back, and while turning sideways, he drew out his right hand.
"Two steps to the left. What's going on? There's a 90% chance that this ball will hit the baseline." As soon as Gan hit the ball back, he saw Akutsu suddenly jump from the net.
His posture was extremely weird, with his body and buttocks at a ninety-degree angle, his eyelids facing down, his hands naturally vertical, level with his legs, and his buttocks turned out to be the highest point of his entire body.
When he jumped to the high point, Akutsu raised his head, spread his body widely, and suddenly hit the ball in the midfield.
"Bang." The tennis ball bounced up very quickly and flew out of bounds, while Qian stood there with a look of shock on his face.
"15-0."
"The data prediction was wrong. He actually chose to volley in front of the net. I have never seen that counterattack posture before. Is it a coincidence?" He tightened the racket in his hand.
"He actually did something that was contrary to the data. This is unreasonable." Qian said solemnly: "Now I am leading 4-2, and I have the advantage. I can completely collect the data again."
"boom."
The tennis ball flew towards Akutsu, and it was another ordinary serve.
"Bang bang bang." Both sides ran back and forth, hitting tennis balls.
"The chance of an outside-spin ball is 70%, and the chance of a baseline ball being hit back is 10%!"
Another extremely tricky baseline tennis ball, and Akutsu, who was originally in the midfield, quickly retreated.
"No matter whether you can change your hitting habits, your subconscious decision-making will not change. I won this point." Qian's lips curled up.
However, the next moment, he saw Akutsu bending down again, catching up with the tennis ball in the same weird posture before, suddenly jumping up, stretching his body, revealing a pair of crazy eyes.
"Bang!" The tennis ball penetrated half of the court and bounced on the barbed wire, spinning and emitting green smoke.
"30-0."
(End of chapter)
