"We haven't seen each other for two months, everyone is so strong! I wonder what strength Echizen is now." Tetsu Ishida stared at the tennis court excitedly.
In these short two months, the Kamio Akira and Itake Fukaji he was familiar with had undergone tremendous transformations.
He originally thought that if he successfully cultivated and found the path, he could become a mainstay when he returned to Fudo Peak. However, after seeing everyone's competition, he suddenly realized that everyone's progress was not slow!
Very good!
Fudo Peak is getting stronger and stronger!
"I won't send you out for the time being. Please watch the game carefully and familiarize yourself with the rhythm of the game."
Looking at the excited Ishida Tetsu, Kamishiro Lan said slowly.
Although Ishida Tetsu has gained some training in the past two months, at the same time, his personal competition experience has lagged behind.
If he is directly thrown into the game and his performance is unstable, he will easily have a mental rift.
"Yes, Minister! I will take a good look at it!" Ishida Tie responded loudly and confidently.
In the field.
"Freshman, I have watched your game and I am looking forward to the next game." Ruo Renhong spread his hands.
"Ruoren~~Ruoren~~" The cheering team's voice from behind was deafening.
"Uh~~I'm really sorry, my cheerleaders didn't bother you, right?" Ruo Renhong flipped his hair coquettishly: "Don't lose in such an embarrassing situation without a cheerleader~~"
"Hey, you're so arrogant. I didn't expect there to be someone more arrogant than Kutsu-senpai." Echizen Ryoma muttered to himself unhappily.
"Ruoren~~ Ruoren~~"
The cheers of the cheerleaders that reached my ears became increasingly annoying.
"Don't lose to them! Come on Fudomine! Come on Echizen!" At this moment, the cheerleading team led by Kikyo also burst into amazing cheers.
A strange desire to win was brewing, and the two cheerleaders entered the ring.
Chitose: "Xingxing is really energetic!"
Itake Fukaji: "My head hurts a little."
Akutsu: "It's so noisy, if you shout again I will tear your mouths apart."
In the end, this cheerleading competition ended under Akutsu's death gaze.
After a small commotion, the referee began to announce: "The first match will be between Fudomine Echizen Ryoma vs. Jojo Shonan Wakatohiro."
"The game begins with Fudomine Echizen Ryoma serving the ball."
"Pa~~"
Echizen Ryoma patted the tennis ball gently while observing his opponent.
The prepared posture is pretty standard, but it always gives people a frivolous feeling, making people want to hit him in the face with a ball.
"Whoa." Echizen Ryoma threw the ball, his body jumped, and his shoelaces fluttered under gravity and the breeze.
"drink!"
As his right arm was buckled, the tennis ball flew towards Ruo Renhong.
Akira Kamio: This pose is...
Itake Fukaji, Chitose: "Outspin serve."
"Tsk." The tennis ball spun quickly after landing, and suddenly flew towards his face.
Ruo Renhong's pupils shrank and his head moved sideways.
The tennis ball flew past my face and hit the barbed wire fence before stopping.
"15-0."
After Echizen Ryoma scored, the cheerleaders behind Wakatohiro seemed to be choked, their faces turned red and they could not utter a sound.
"Oh, it's scarier than the spinning in the video." Ruo Renhong pretended to be calm, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his inner feelings.
"Hmph, in that case, let me defeat you completely. I have already thought of someone who can easily defeat you." Wakatohiro put his fingers around his eyes to observe Echizen Ryoma, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Shua!" He suddenly grabbed the hat and stretched out his arms: "Change"
The cheerleaders behind seemed to have found a backbone and cheered in unison: "Body!"
The next moment, Ruo Renhong's temperament changed!
His eyes are bright and his movements are light.
"You're a pretentious guy." Ryoma Echizen became more and more unhappy and threw the ball again.
"Bang." Another external spin serve.
The tennis ball spun very fast and bounced towards the face.
When the tennis ball bounced, Ruo Renhong had already taken a step back, turned sideways, and the racket accurately appeared on the trajectory of the tennis ball, making a free throw.
The tennis ball was accurately returned to Echizen's other half.
"Tap, tap, tap." Echizen took steps and reached the landing point in three steps ahead of time, posing for a backhand shot. However, a shadow appeared in front of the net.
Ruo Renhong, who was still at the bottom line, didn't know when he had reached the net.
Orange: "Immediately hit the net after counterattack, what a radical play."
Chitose: "And he surfs the Internet very quickly."
"Hey." The moment he saw Ruo Renhong, Echizen stepped firmly on the ground with the soles of his feet, twisted his waist and abdomen, and turned his wrists slightly.
"Bang." At the last moment of hitting the ball, he hit the tennis ball into a lob that was not too high quality.
"Too naive!" Ruorenhong flew high into the sky and slammed down.
"Bang." The tennis ball exploded in the other half of Echizen Ryoma's side.
"15-15."
"Ruoren~~ Ruoren~~"
"Hey." Echizen Ryoma raised his head and met Ruo Renhong's unruly eyes, feeling even more unhappy.
"This lob was a bit hasty." Yiwu shook his head.
"In the beginning, we rely on extremely fast Internet speed to disrupt the opponent's offensive. It's such a radical and familiar style of play." Chitose murmured to himself.
"I didn't expect this person to run very fast despite looking like a fool." The loss of points did not affect Echizen Ryoma's mentality, but instead boosted his fighting spirit.
At least, the opponent is not a rookie.
From the regional competition to the Kanto Tournament, Echizen Ryoma has played too few games, and he has never encountered an evenly matched opponent.
"Bang." Another external spin serve.
This time, Ruo Renhong hit back as soon as the ball bounced. At the same time, Ruo Renhong's figure flashed and appeared in front of the net.
"Bang!" There was another explosion. Just as Echizen Ryoma hit back, the tennis ball was stopped by Wakatohiro in front of the net and turned into a beam hole to cross the other half of the court.
"15-30." Ruo Renhong scored one point again.
"boom."
Next, Ruo Renhong repeated his old tricks and won the game. .
"15-40."
"Game, 1-0, Jojo Shonan Wakatohiro is in the lead."
"Echizen is still in the developmental stage, and his legs and explosive power are not as good as those of his opponent. Therefore, as long as Renhong firmly occupies the position in front of the net, every time he hits the tennis ball to the other half of Echizen, it will be difficult for Echizen to catch up. Tennis." Tachibana shook his head and said solemnly.
"Whoa!" In the serving game, Ruo Renhong threw the ball high and slammed his arm down.
"The tennis ball immediately turned into a stream of light and headed towards Echizen."
Echizen used his excellent insight to analyze the landing point of the tennis ball and hit back in advance when it bounced.
Chitose: "Smart, he returns the serve early and shortens the opponent's time to get to the net. Echizen is very calm."
"It's just serving the ball and hitting the net." Echizen raised the corner of his mouth.
"How could it be?!" The next moment, his pupils shrank, and Ruo Renhong, who was originally on the bottom line, appeared in front of the net again.
"Bang." The tennis ball exploded in the other half of Echizen.
"15-0."
“I remembered that this aggressive style of play originated from Sempras. His style of play is to play on the net, nicknamed Bullet Pete, but what is more important to note is that what he is best at is actually serving and netting. Regardless of whether it is the first serve or the second serve, the speed of the serve remains the same, and he has good serve and hold ability." Chitose said with a look of surprise on his face.
After thinking about Ruo Renhong's transformation before the game, they roughly understood: "It seems that Ruo Renhong can imitate the style of other tennis players, which is quite tricky."
"However, we are still a little short of defeating Echizen."
(End of chapter)
