"Fudoho has changed its formation." Liu Renji watched the players from both sides entering the arena, his eyes twinkling.
"It seems that the other party is also very cautious and actually made such an adjustment."
According to the information he collected, Echizen Ryoma had shown strong personal characteristics in past games and should not be suitable for doubles, but Fudoho just made such a weird adjustment.
"Have you been trying to deceive others before?" Liu Lian'er's eyes flashed with fear, and her expression was uncertain.
"Don't worry, our Rikkai University is bound to win three consecutive championships this year." Sensing Yanagi Renji's worry, Sanada said solemnly.
Fudomine gets the right to serve.
Echizen Ryoma stood at the back and Itake Fukaji at the front.
"Pah." Echizen Ryoma held the racket in his right hand and gently tapped the tennis ball.
This iconic posture clearly points to a ball skill, the external spin serve.
"Echizen, perform well, this game is very crucial." Ibu Fuka's slow voice came from the front: "I know that the cooperation between the two of us is not enough, but this is not an excuse. If we lose, then It would be embarrassing."
"I understand, senior." Ryoma Echizen suddenly had a black line on his face.
The only problem with teaming up with Itake Fukaji is that my head hurts.
I can't bear my thoughts.
"Ryoma, let me see the results of your hard work." Nanjiro Echizen was sitting on the coaching bench, holding his chest and looking at the field quietly, thinking to himself.
As a tennis legend, he devoted everything to Echizen Ryoma and laid a solid foundation for Echizen Ryoma when he was a child.
Although Echizen Ryoma's strength when he was a child and even now is not comparable to that of top geniuses, in fact, the foundation he laid is very deep, and he only needs an opportunity to explode.
Nanjiro has been waiting for the day when Echizen Ryoma's talent will truly materialize.
"Ryoma, don't keep me waiting too long."
Nanjiro muttered to himself.
Echizen Ryoma continued to hit the tennis ball, his breathing became steady, and his eyes gradually became focused.
"Whoa." Echizen threw the ball hard and stared at the falling tennis ball.
Then, he leaped high, his shoelaces flying, he pulled the racket with his right hand upwards, flipped his wrist, and buckled it down hard.
"boom!"
The tennis ball was spinning, heading towards Jack Kuwahara on the opposite side like a sharp arrow.
While fighting back, Echizen Ryoma and Itake Fukaji swapped positions and came to the frontcourt.
"Tsk!" The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, it spun wildly and headed towards Jack Kuwahara's head.
"The speed is good, and the serve that bounces to the face is quite interesting!" Jack Kuangyuan had no expression on his face, turned slightly sideways, and easily hit the tennis ball back with his right-hand racket.
"Does the off-spin serve have no effect? Look at how easy they are to fight back. They are tough opponents." From behind, Ibu Fukaji's eyes were deep, and intelligence about the opponent emerged in his mind.
"Let's test it out first."
Itake Fukaji moved his steps, shook his wrist when the tennis ball came, and hit the ball with topspin.
"Too slow, what are you doing?" A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the net, and Marui Bunta had jumped up, with his red hair forming a beautiful scenery under the bright sun.
"Bang!" With the explosion, the tennis ball hit the rear side of the front end Ryoma like a cannonball and bounced upward.
"So fast!" Echizen Ryoma's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body didn't have time to react.
"Don't worry. I'm here!" Ibu Fukasuke's footsteps sounded. Before the tennis ball flew out of the court, he tapped his toes and caught up with the tennis ball.
"Bang." A beautiful backspin ball was hit.
"Pa." The bubble in Marui Bunta's mouth suddenly burst, and his tone was joking: "Oh, I can react to this, it seems to be getting more and more interesting."
As soon as he landed, he tapped his toes and exerted force a second time, and his body immediately moved towards the trajectory of the tennis ball.
When he caught up with the tennis ball, he exerted force with his bare feet, twisted his body suddenly, and cut it with a backhand shot.
"Tsk." The tennis ball flew over the net sharply, but the angle was a little off, and it was actually heading out of bounds.
"Out of bounds?" Echizen Ryoma was stunned for a moment and subconsciously stood there without moving.
"Bang." The tennis ball hit the ball post, making a crisp sound, and then bounced into the court.
"15-0."
"This" Echizen Ryoma stared blankly at the tennis ball rolling on the ground, his eyes strange.
"This is not luck, Echizen, don't forget the information we read before the game. This is Marui Bunta's unique skill, hitting the iron pillar." Ibu Fukaji's calm voice sounded.
"I was careless." Echizen Ryoma nodded solemnly.
Even if you know the opponent's skills before the game, you will still stay where you are when faced with a ball that you subconsciously judge to be out of bounds.
However, it is difficult to make the same mistake twice.
"Pah." Echizen slapped the tennis ball again.
"Bang." With his arm buckled, he fired an outspin serve.
Obviously, the opponent also knew Fudomine very well, and Jack Kuwahara fought back with great ease.
"Bang." Ibu Fukaji's eyes were wandering, and he kept hitting high-spinning balls towards Jack Kuwahara.
Similarly, Echizen Ryoma began to use his volleying skills to hit the ball to the other side of Marui Bunta, forcing Jack Kuwahara to hit back.
After going back and forth, Marui Bunta found that he had been "emptied out".
"15-15."
"30-15."
"30-30."
The two sides go back and forth and score points for each other.
Although Jack Kuwahara is strong in defense, he is not a god and cannot hit back all the flying tennis balls. Coupled with the threat of instant control, he does not dare to hit back all the balls from Itake Fukaji.
"Smart, he kept using high-spin balls that Marui couldn't catch to avoid Marui's skills. At the same time, Ibu Fukaji hit up-and-down spin balls at different angles according to Marui's position. He not only overhead Marui, but also kept using up-and-down spin balls to create moments. Even with the foundation of paralysis, Ibu Fukaji is really calm." Liu Renji couldn't help but admire.
In those few seconds of counterattack, Itake not only had to hit the ball back, but also spin the ball based on the positions of Marui and Jack.
The requirements for psychological quality are extremely high.
"However, Marui and Jack's cooperation is not so easily blocked."
"Uh-huh!"
Another high-speed topspin ball heading towards Jack Kuwahara.
Qian: "The probability of instant paralysis after hitting this ball is 100%."
This also means that Jack Kuwahara cannot pick up.
"Tap." Suddenly, everyone felt their eyes dazzled, and the next moment they saw Marui Bunta suddenly appear from the front court in front of Jack Kuwahara, withdrawing the tennis ball with his right hand.
"This pace!!" the audience exclaimed.
"So fast! Marui was able to burst out at such a fast speed! No, to be precise, he should have understood his pace from Shunpo!" Inui Sadaharu's eyes widened and he said with a little fear: "But this pace must be very fast. Deplete power."
Qian noticed that Marui Bunta's next movements became much stiffer.
(End of chapter)
