"But if you don't mind if I use this racket to play against you."

This racket?

Under Echizen Ryoma's slightly surprised look, Hata Souji slowly took out a racket from his bag, which greatly changed Echizen Ryoma's expression.

Looking at the cross racket with only two strings in Hata Souji's hand, Echizen Ryoma's initial surprise gradually turned into annoyance. He frowned slightly and glared at Hata Souji with sharp and unhappy eyes, like a furious

Like a Persian cat.

"Are you going to play with me with that racket!"

"Well, why not."

While answering, Souji Hatada kept waving the racket in his hand, getting used to the resistance feeling that was slightly different from ordinary rackets.

"Honestly, if you get used to using this kind of racket, there are many benefits!"

Hatada Souji was like a teacher, explaining the truth to Echizen Ryoma, but unfortunately, Echizen Ryoma was obviously not the kind of student who was willing to obey the teacher's words.

Seeing the relaxed and carefree appearance of Hata Souji, Echizen Ryoma suppressed the anger rising deep in his heart and stared straight at Hata Souji. The cold moonlight gave his tone a touch of lightness.

of chill.

"You'd better prepare an extra racket, I will definitely break your two racket strings!"

Listening to the strong warning in Echizen Ryoma's voice, Hata Souji smiled nonchalantly.

"If you can do it, just try it."

Saying this, you, Mr. Tian, ​​clasped your hands and bowed.

"I'll leave the right to serve to you!"

"very!"

Echizen Ryoma snorted coldly, holding the racket in his right hand and the tennis ball in his left hand. At the same time, he slightly adjusted the brim of his hat with his thumb and index finger. A pair of sharp eyes were firmly locked on Hatada Souji.

I felt that Souji Hatada was underestimating his Echizen Ryoma, and I vowed in my heart that I would surprise that guy Souji Hatada.

"It's about to happen!"

He reminded himself softly, and at the same time, he quickly concentrated his energy.

"Whoosh!"

With a flick of his wrist, Echizen Ryoma threw the tennis ball into the air. His knees were fully bent, and his whole body bounced up instantly like a spring. At the same time, he swung the tennis ball with his arms.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball flew towards Hata Souji fiercely and with an indomitable momentum.

Although the power of this ball was very strong, Souji Hatada did not feel nervous at all.

"Right-handed, that means it's an external spin serve!"

Looking at the tennis ball falling in front of him, Soji Hata's eyes shone with confidence.

"Bang!"

As expected, the tennis ball bounced in the direction of Hata Souji's body after it landed.

The angle, speed, and power have all increased a lot. Almost in the blink of an eye, the tennis ball has already approached Souji Hatada's body. Most people would be in a hurry to deal with such a fast pursuit of the ball, but Souji Hata is just light on his feet.

A small jump.

The body that was about to be hit by the tennis ball disappeared in place, and was replaced by a racket with only two interlaced strings, catching the flying tennis ball.

"Bang!"

He actually called back!

Echizen Ryoma's pupils shrank, and seeing Souji Hata hitting the tennis ball back with that exaggerated cross racket, Echizen Ryoma still felt incredible in his heart.

You must know that although my serve is not ridiculously strong, I still think that it needs to be taken seriously by Souji Hatada.

But Souji Hatada's flexible figure just now, as well as his clean swing, both proved that his serve was not a threat to him at all!

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Echizen Ryoma ran quickly under his feet, and the bright lights made his shadow stretch long on the ground.

Between the swings of the racket, a large shadow was created, like an airtight net, catching Souji Hatada's counterattack.

"Bang!"

As soon as the racket caught the tennis ball, Echizen Ryoma's expression became even more solemn.

Unexpectedly heavy! You know, the opponent used two rackets to hit this, and he actually used such power.

This guy is really strong!

But! I won’t admit defeat!

Echizen Ryoma's eyes flashed, and his body exerted force suddenly. A wave of air burst out between the racket and the tennis ball, and then the tennis ball was hit back by Echizen Ryoma neatly!

"Well, it's better to use your left hand!"

Hatada Souji suggested lightly while hitting the tennis ball back again.

The calm look of Feng Qingyun made Echizen Ryoma very angry. He just couldn't see that Soji Hata always looked at ease!

"You don't need to worry about that!"

Echizen Ryoma scolded in displeasure, and at the same time, his figure accelerated suddenly and rushed towards the net. At the same time, relying on his excellent balance and coordination, he completed the shot change during the action.

The moment the racket was switched to his left hand, Echizen Ryoma suddenly lowered his center of gravity, and his whole body seemed to suddenly disappear from Hata Souji's sight.

But Soji Hata has already seen this move before.

Looking down, he saw Echizen Ryoma, who was using inertia to move forward, his feet rubbing against the ground.

Is it a foot volley this time?

A smile appeared on the corner of Hatada Souji's mouth, and then he ran towards the net as quickly as possible.

"Ah!"

Echizen Ryoma let out a resolute shout, his eyes were indomitable and determined, his body jumped up, and he hit the tennis ball hard from bottom to top!

"Bang!"

The effect of the foot volley is that the tennis ball bounces to fall very quickly, and the arc is also very tricky, making it difficult for the opponent to seize the opportunity to hit the ball.

However! A shadow soon appeared in front of Echizen Ryoma.

As if his whole body was enveloped by a terrible sense of oppression, Echizen Ryoma couldn't help but widen his eyes. At the same time, his eyes were full of shock, and his pupils shrank into a suffocating needlepoint shape.

That guy! When did he get online!

Opposite him, Souji Hatada, who was leaping high, saw the panic in Echizen Ryoma's eyes, and a familiar gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Under Echizen Ryoma's incredible eyes, those two fragile racket strings seemed to be an unbreakable shackle, sealing his tennis.

"Bang!"

The huge power made the tennis ball look like a sharp beam of light, instantly piercing through Echizen Ryoma's defense.

A chill that was more chilling than the night filled Echizen Ryoma's heart, and the person who gave him this feeling was Souji Hatada, who was opposite him and always had a smile that never faded.

"Work harder Echizen."

Hatada Souji casually tucked the racket under his arm.

"The confident guy from before wants to challenge me, so you should be more than just that."

"Otherwise, I will be disappointed in you."

Hata Souji smiled slightly, and then said something that made Echizen Ryoma even more concerned.

"And with the strength you've shown now, you won't be able to get far here."

"At least pitch one is out of the question."

Pitch 1 is impossible!

These words set off a storm in Echizen Ryoma's heart.

Feeling that Souji Hata judged him so arbitrarily based on just one ball, Echizen Ryoma expressed his anger, but when his eyes fell on Souji Hata's racket with only two strings.

Thinking that Souji Hata had used such a racket to suppress him, Echizen Ryoma felt that what he said now would be so pale and weak.

So, he just glared at Bantian Souji stubbornly and uttered two words coldly.

"continue!"

Hearing this, Souji Hata shrugged his shoulders. He thought maybe if he had a chance today, he could try the training camp's late-night snacks.

Although this is still their first day here.

Monitoring room.

Saito Zhi looked at two of the big screens and took a sip of the rich coffee with a smile.

"One game of sneaking and the other running around like a headless fly. Young people really have endless energy."

His fingers played on the console gently and rhythmically, and the smile in his tone was in sharp contrast with the inscrutable eyes.

"However, with all the commotion today, those junior high school students may think that this place is still like the outside, a place where they can dominate and dominate. This is not possible. The bad atmosphere must be nipped in the cradle in time.

Woolen cloth."

This coach, who specializes in training (torturing) players' mental will, is obviously planning something that is not good for junior high school students.
Chapter completed!