"Hey, why are you running so fast like a rabbit?" Echizen Ryoma grabbed the snap line with a relaxed look on his face.
"The first-year brat is really arrogant." This time Ruo Renhong was unhappy: "I will completely defeat you."
"Whoa." Throw the ball, bend your knees, and dunk it.
A set of moves was smooth and smooth. After successfully serving, Ruo Renhong immediately hit the net.
"Hey, the same move doesn't work on me." Echizen Ryoma looked calm, turned slightly sideways, tapped his toes, and his whole posture became relaxed.
When the tennis ball comes, raise your right arm and swing it out.
"Bang!" The tennis ball flew towards Ruo Renhong.
"Kid, are you giving away points?" Ruo Renhong grinned wildly and volleyed the ball toward Echizen's other half.
At the same time, Echiko taps his toes, and the downward trend becomes momentum, heading to the left, and the racket also shifts to his left hand.
"tread."
"Uh-huh."
Echizen's figure caught up with the tennis ball in a flash, swung the racket, and the tennis ball was knocked back, hitting the baseline and flying out of bounds.
"15-15."
"One-legged step and two-sword style, I haven't seen him for a long time." Chitose said with a smile in his eyes.
"This kid is still using these rubbish techniques." Akutsu curled his lips in disdain.
He had competed with Echizen many times, and the two-sword style and one-legged step were both techniques that were "eliminated" by Echizen himself.
Using these to compete with opponents, Echizen Ryoma has a really bad character.
Like God's Blue.
"It's really amazing. As expected of Echizen." Tetsu Ishida couldn't help but praise! Eyes shining.
"After counterattacking, start your body in advance and use your steps to make up for your body's weakness? Ha, that's interesting." Wakatohiro stared at Echizen Ryoma and threw the ball again.
"Whoa!" After serving, he hit the net again as before.
"Bang!" Echizen used one foot to score again after fighting back.
"30-15."
Sempras's template has been cracked, that's the case
Ruo Renhong's eyes widened, he grabbed his hat and raised it high above his head: "Change"
"Body!" cheerleaders cheered.
"Come on baby!!" The next moment, Ruo Renhong roared, twisting his body like a rock singer, with passionate eyes.
"What kind of style is this?" Akira Kamio scratched his head.
"A bit like Seigaku's Takashi Kawamura." Ibu Fukaji said expressionlessly.
Akutsu: "."
"Come on!" With a roar, a powerful serve went towards Echizen.
"It's so heavy!" Echizen frowned when he was catching the ball, and tapped his toes after completing the return.
"Here!!" The yellow light flashed, and the tennis ball hit Echizen's feet hard.
At the same time, Echizen's body fell, power exploded from his toes, his body jumped back nimbly, turned sideways in mid-air, and made a backhand gesture.
Swing the racket when the tennis ball bounces.
According to the hitting style of the opponent in front, the ball will hit the other side of you.
"Drink!" The next moment, Ruo Renhong let out a harsh roar and hit the tennis ball straight towards Echizen.
Echizen hurriedly adjusted his body, placing his weight on the left side of his body. When he landed, he tapped his toes lightly.
"Crunch." The sound of tennis balls rubbing violently came from the racket.
"Oops." Echizen's expression changed. He misjudged the power of the ball. In his sight, the tennis ball flew into the air.
"I got this point!" Ruo Renhong jumped up, let out a strange cry, and at the same time, he buckled down hard.
"30-30."
"Roar! Yeah, baby!" Ruo Renhong roared.
"Ruoren~ Ruoren~"
"It's amazing, my tennis style has completely changed." Itake Fukaji was quite surprised.
"The rock-and-roll tennis style, Ruo Renhong should be imitating the famous professional player Andre Agassi this time." Tachibana nodded.
Chitose: "His control of the imitation style is very good, whether it's posture, technique, or even emotion. It's like watching Agassi when he was a junior high school student."
"In a game, after playing a few balls, you will have a certain understanding of the opponent's style and find flaws. But this Wakatohiro changed the style of play so that Echizen could not figure it out. Every time he just became familiar with the style, the opponent Immediately change to the next style of play. The huge contrast between each style of play will bring confusion to Echizen, which is a good training for him." Kamishiro Ami said with a smile.
At present, Echizen lacks competition experience the most, and Wakatohiro is undoubtedly an extremely excellent grindstone.
"Come on, baby!" With the roar, the tennis ball hit Echizen's side again and flew out of the court.
"40-30."
"Bang." Echizen glanced at the falling tennis ball and changed the racket to his left hand.
"Have you started using your left hand? Ha." Wakatohiro threw the ball, bent his knees, and dunked it. The tennis ball immediately flew towards Echizen Ryoma at great speed.
"boom."
This time, Echizen Ryoma's counterattack was not too sluggish.
After switching to his dominant hand, his strength increased a lot.
This made Chitose couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Echizen likes to hide his clumsiness too much. No matter what the opponent's strength is, he likes to use his right hand to fight. If the opponent also hides a lot of strength, it is easy to lose unnecessary points."
"I don't have enough strength but I like to do pretentious things." Akutsu added coldly.
After Echizen Ryoma changed his dominant hand, the situation became evenly matched. Although Wakatohiro changed his style to a rock player with strong shots, Echizen Ryoma was not weaker than his opponent after training.
The two sides fought back and forth, and soon the balance of victory tilted towards Echizen Ryoma.
"1-1."
"2-1."
"Chi chi chi." Echizen Ryoma slid forward, the soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, causing sparks. He jumped up in the midfield area and pulled out his right hand fiercely.
"Bang!" The tennis ball crossed the B-shaped path, hit Ruo Renhong behind him, and flew out of the court.
"3-1, Fudoho Echizen Ryoma takes the lead."
Next came Echizen Ryoma's serve.
"Huchihuchi." Ruo Renhong breathed heavily, his forehead already covered with beads of sweat.
"This kid suddenly became so strong."
Regardless of strength or speed, the opponent cannot lose to him.
This is something very outrageous, considering that the other party is only a first-year student.
Is this talent?
"Echizen Ryoma is really a piece of jade." Aoi Hanamura hugged her chest and thought with a smile.
It no longer matters whether Jojo Shonan wins or not. Facing a behemoth like Fudomine, Jojo Shonan cannot win.
The only thing I can hope for is to learn something from the competition.
"Ruoren, let him see your skills." Aoi Hanamura thought to herself.
She knew clearly that if Renhong was not a talented player, his imitation would only depend on hard work.
"Step on." Wakatohiro took a step forward, glanced at Jindailan in Fudo Peak, and then at Echizen Ryoma, with a confident smile on his face.
"First grader, your strength is really good, but I have already thought of someone to defeat you."
"Wow." He grabbed his hat and raised it to the sky: "Change"
"Body!" Ruo Renhong's cheerleaders cheered.
(End of chapter)
