At 7 p.m., the club’s outdoor asphalt tennis court has soft and bright lights.
During this period, club referees are still working overtime.
"One set match (win or lose), Nozaki Wu serves."
Ye Wu took two balls, one of which was older, and put it in his trouser pocket for later use.
Toss the ball, swing the racket towards the hitting point with a chopping motion like a hammer, open the racket face at the moment of impact, and charge up a hit.
The ball was added with super internal spin, making a piercing chirping sound and hitting the opposite inside corner.
The first goal was a direct ACE from the inside corner.
"The speed of this ball reaches 179km/h." Liu Renji said with a solemn expression.
The ball speed of a teenager reaching 190km/h is already considered the physical limit, let alone a senior player in the country.
Looking at the mark of the ball in front of him, Yukimura held the racket, raised his head and smiled wider. His eyes examined Ye Wu opposite him for a while.
Second serve.
Ye Wu leaned back greatly, and when he swung the racket, he concentrated his wrists, controlled the angle of the shot, and hit the ball hard with great force.
"This serve is so fierce and hard to catch!" Kuwahara exclaimed.
I saw Yukimura sliding sideways and stepping back one meter, changing his grip and moving the middle of the pen-hold handle.
He squatted slightly, aimed at the incoming ball, and blocked it forward.
"Judge where the ball will land, step back one meter, and swing the racket when the speed and strength weaken after the ball rebounds." Liu Renji analyzed.
Marui stared at the field, chewing the bubble gum in his mouth until it was tasteless and he didn't notice it.
"As expected of Yukimura."
Ye Wu judged the flight path of the ball the moment the opponent touched the ball and went directly to the landing point of the ball.
He followed up with a diagonal shot at a tricky angle.
The moment I hit the ball, my mind kept guessing.
[Yukimura poses forehand, what is it, topspin, backspin? ]
The unexpected happened.
Yukimura suddenly changed his body hitting posture and sliced the ball with a forehand, all in one go.
Driven by the body, the hair flutters lightly and is elegantly captured behind her.
"Yukimura Seiichi scores, 15:15"
"The rhythm of the two of them is so fast."
Marui, who has excellent dynamic vision, felt sore in his eyes as he watched the two people coming and going on the field.
"Excellent prediction and perception abilities." Liu Renji said with some admiration,
"Both of them predicted the ball in advance, so they hit the ball as soon as possible before it bounced to the highest point, so that the opponent would have no time to react."
The master game is all about mentality and strategy.
"Both of them are all-round players. After watching several of Nozaki-kun's games, he should be the type of tactical analysis who can take one step at a time and see three steps at a time."
Sanada added with a cold face, "Yukimura's tactic is to focus on the loopholes in the opponent's heart and attack his mentality."
"The two are similar in age, have excellent foundations, and have high stability. So the decisive factor is tactical deployment."
Yukimura patted his neck lightly, then led the shot backward.
The moment he hit the ball, his wrist shook slightly.
No, when I heard the sound of hitting the ball, I quickly realized that I had made a mistake in judgment.
Ye Wu quickly adjusted the direction of the ball and hit the ball in the sweet spot of the racket.
The small ball quickly bounced away with a stream of air.
"1:0, Nozaki Wu leads."
Ye Wu kept serve.
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The sound of balls hitting the tennis court attracted the attention of passing high school students.
"Who is using the L court today?" Ishigami asked.
"I heard he is a new student, a very talented freshman."
Ikema thought about how Coach Iwanaga felt refreshed and like a big baby these past few days, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.
Just go and observe your future opponents.
Ishigami and Ikema are newcomers to the ITF Youth Professional Tennis Network this year, and Ishigami also received an invitation from the National Youth Team.
The two stood on the fence and watched for a while.
"Which one is the new student? The two of them seem to be as powerful as Bo Zhong."
Chijian looked at the pink-haired and blue-purple-haired boy, and was confused for a moment.
"The pink hair should be the new student," Ishigami directly judged,
"The pink hair focuses on strategy, while the blue and purple hair focuses on mentality. And the kid with pink hair handles the ball with a professional rhythm."
"These two people, I predicted your tactics, I predicted your predictions, they are playing with 800 minds!"
Ishigami rolled his eyes at the other person.
There is no tactical planning in professional games. How can we feed each other the ball and play happy tennis?
"Let's go, the ending is clear."
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"Change the venue, Yukimura serves." the referee reminded.
Next, try to break serve.
Ye Wu stepped gently in the backcourt, ready to go.
Yukimura responded with an ace serve.
Ye Wu straightened up and looked at the other party, half-smiling but not smiling,
"What a vengeful opponent."
"I didn't." Yukimura defended, throwing the ball high in his hand.
He swung a cross-court shot and quickly adjusted his footwork to get to midfield.
Defense, counterattack, forehand, backhand, serve, net, there are no particularly obvious technical weaknesses.
Ye Wu analyzed the opponent's strengths and weaknesses in his mind.
An all-court player with extremely high golf IQ and strategic tactical planning.
It seems that his running ability is a bit poor.
"Found a weakness."
Ye Wu spent a moment planning the layout of the next few balls in his mind.
"Really? Then please give me some advice, Nozaki-kun."
The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly raised, but his eyes were sharp and an invisible pressure spread out.
After Ye Wu and Yukimura stalemate for several baseline balls, he hit a light lob to lead the opponent to the net.
Yukimura ran forward, lowered his center of gravity, swung the racket with his forehand, and directly penetrated the baseline ball.
After the ball hit the ground, it slid away quickly as it was hot against the ground.
"Yukimura Seiichi wins this game, the score is 1:1"
Excitement surged in Ye Wu's heart, and he suddenly smiled, "Yukimura-kun, I enjoy playing with you."
"I also like Nozaki-kun." Yukimura paused, "Nozaki-kun's tennis fascinates me."
Don't stop talking!
Ye Wu was a little choked, bit his lip and said helplessly, "Why does Yukimura-kun like to tease me so much?"
"Oh, I'm telling the truth."
The two chatted in a warm atmosphere on the court, but showed no mercy in their movements.
With strong topspin, the ball was as fast as lightning and bounced high into Yukimura's backcourt.
[The angle of this ball is too tricky! ]
Several people watching the battle sighed at the same time.
Whether to hit forward or to hit the decline phase backward, the best hitting point and timing are difficult to capture.
Yukimura ran to save the ball, but the ball bounced too high.
He jumped directly into the air and hit a flat shot with a straight swing.
The score gradually reached 5:4, with Ye Wu temporarily taking the lead.
Seeing Yukimura's score kept being suppressed, Sanada was a little surprised.
"Why hasn't Yukimura used his five senses yet?"
"I've always wanted to ask, how did Yukimura-kun develop his unique skills?" Liu Renji asked probingly.
Sanada's deep eyes were lowered, as if lost in memories, and he whispered to several people.
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That was when Yukimura was ten years old.
When he was 10 years old, Yukimura participated in the U14DKN Kanagawa Youth Competition, and his opponent was 14-year-old junior high school student Akechi.
With a huge disadvantage of 4:0, his belief in winning awakened his five senses.
Although he is clearly at a disadvantage, he appears to be indifferent beyond his age, calm and confident, and strives to find a breakthrough.
The coercion of Yukimura's aura makes Akechi start to feel fear and gradually make mistakes.
After that, it is about seizing the loopholes and actively grabbing points.
The anxiety of losing a great advantage, and the pressure of Yukimura's successive scores, under this high pressure, Akechi's muscles began to stiffen.
Gradually I felt that my movements of hands and feet were no longer so inspiring.
Flustered and unable to score any more points, Akechi had the illusion that all his counterattacks could be counterattacked by the opponent.
At this time, the spirit became relaxed.
Finally, the five senses are temporarily deprived.
"The way he jumped up and hit the ball high was like a god coming to the world!" Sanada said in a complex tone.
The name of Son of God was completely revealed after that game.
"Destroying the five senses will not work on me." Ye Wu reminded with squinted eyes.
Yukimura didn't take it seriously. He frowned and stared at the ball intently.
"Nozaki-kun, what do you think of this trick of mine?"
After Ye Wu hit the ball, he turned his head and looked at the opponent.
"It's a very clever trick, it's a mental tactical attack."
Somewhat surprised by the other party's answer, Yukimura's lips curled up.
What an interesting opponent, Gou Nozaki.
Yukimura thought that the other party would be like some people, thinking that this was a dirty trick and against the spirit of sportsmanship.
After all, his little tame Sanada seems to be a little resistant to this unique move.
But in Ye Wu's view, this trick is a scheming trick.
Very common in the professional game.
Even if you are a top player, sometimes your opponent will be in a bad mood and have weak holes in your heart, and you will be directly beaten.
Therefore, it is very important to adjust your mentality on the field.
If two top players fight against each other, the one who wins in the end will definitely be the one with the best physical and mental adjustment.
Calling the opponent dirty after losing is just the incompetent barking dog of a loser.
After a few back and forths between the two.
Ye Wurao asked him interestedly,
"Use your absolute strength and aura to instill fear in the other person's heart. What should you do if you meet someone who is stronger than you and has a stable mentality?"
"I will not lose." Yukimura said firmly.
The ball flew to the bottom half of the court at an extremely fast speed.
Yukimura didn't give the opponent a reaction, and immediately swung a volley before the ball even hit the ground.
When Ye Wu caught the ball, he felt his palms numb for a moment.
He quickly adjusted his posture and released a small ball with his backhand.
"Game, Nozaki Wu, 7-6."
The sweat-soaked sportswear clings to the body, with clear lines, revealing the boy's well-proportioned figure.
His breathing was a little short after the exercise, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly. Yukimura raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly,
"Congratulations Nozaki-kun, I will win next time."
"Welcome to the challenge."
When holding hands after the game, Ye Wu calmly responded to the opponent.
Seeing Ye Wu's confident look, Yukimura became aroused and pinched Ye Wu's delicate little face.
"Ah, I'm a little reluctant. Nozaki-kun, please let me vent my anger."
The pink-haired boy looked like he was being ravaged. His cheeks were pinched by sharp-jointed fingers. He looked innocent and cute.
"Minister Yukimura, stay calm." Ye Wu muttered and patiently advised.
The two of them picked up towels and wiped them off, planning to take a shower at the club before going back.
Kuwahara and others came over, Sanada looked at Ye Wu eager to try,
"Nozaki-kun, after half an hour's rest, can you play with me?"
"I want it too." Marui blew bubbles not to be outdone.
"After fighting Yukimura, I don't have a drop left! Sanada-kun, next time!"
Definitely next time.
Ye Wu felt sticky all over his body and desperately wanted to take a bath.
[What are you talking about, Nozaki-kun? ]
Liu Renji's hand tightened on the pen.
