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Chapter Twelve Wooden Hands vs Ninja Foot

"Then let me be your opponent!"

Mu Shu stepped forward and stood in front of An Shijin.

Since An Shijin said this, it means that An Shijin has no interest in the person in front of him.

But seeing as these guys looked like they were not ready to let them leave without a fight, he had no choice but to take action.

"It's okay, he's barely qualified to be your sparring partner."

An Shijin smiled and added fire.

After hearing this, Ren Zu and others' anger levels continued to soar, while An Shijin quietly harvested a wave of emotional points.

An Shijin felt that his trip to Tokyo would definitely make a lot of money.

The incident of someone kicking the gym quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the tennis club, especially after they learned that Renzu planned to go off court and teach the intruder a lesson.

The members of Hyotei Academy surrounded the playing field, and after giving the intruders a hard lesson, they would give these two guys a good boo for overestimating their abilities.

"For or against."

Renzu looked at the opponent in front of him and said calmly.

"The other side."

Kute's left hand rested on his right arm, and this relaxed and carefree look even aroused the dissatisfaction of the members of the Hyotei Academy Tennis Club present.

"These two guys are so arrogant!"

"Teach them a lesson to be patient!"

Hyotei's members are naturally very confident in Renzu.

He is someone who can compete with Atobe if he has enough patience.

"The game begins, one set determines the winner, and Yushi's serve is tolerated!"

An Shijin, who was sitting lazily on the coaching bench, said calmly, indicating the start of the game.

And his behavior also made many people even more dissatisfied.

...

Renzu gently pressed the tennis ball in the palm of his hand a few times, which was different from the disdain of the club members.

He did notice that Amuro and Kute were confident.

Either these two people are blindly arrogant, or they have some ability.

Renzu prefers the latter.

However, Ninzu didn't think too much. As a talented boy who was once famous in the Kansai region, Ninzu was not afraid of anyone.

boom!

Ninzu, who jumped sideways on one foot, swung the racket fiercely, and controlled the ball with strong wrist force toward the outer corner of the receiving area in front of the wooden hand.

The ball's speed was extremely fast, and it bounced off the court in the blink of an eye.

Bokute glanced at Ninzu in surprise. This shot alone had surpassed most of the players he met in Okinawa.

Wooden Hand's right foot stepped on the ground and moved straight sideways. As dust flew away, his arm was thrown out.

The backhand whip pushed the ball back into the court.

Tap tap tap!

At this time, Renzu had already reached near the midfield. After leaping up, the racket swept out from his waist and abdomen.

boom!

The straight stream of light goes straight to the farthest bottom corner on the other side of the wooden hand.

"Appeared! It's Renzu's f.a.s!"

Xiang Riyueren's eyes lit up instantly, and even Atobe suffered a lot from this move.

"Hmph! I'm going to win this goal!"

Shishido Ryo snorted arrogantly. In his opinion, these two guys who overestimated their abilities should be given a head-on blow like this.

Xianghi and Shido did not deliberately restrain their voices, and Amuro Jin, who was sitting on the sidelines, naturally heard them.

This more tactical technique is in line with Renzu's style of play, but it may be effective against ordinary people.

But he was still too naive to deal with Mu Shu.

Mu Shou's upper body swayed slightly, and he seemed to shrink to an inch every time he took a step.

"What!"

Renzu's heart sank, when did the other party get there.

The wooden hand's arm was raised from below, and this time it was up to him to move Ninzu's steps.

Ninzu's straight-line thrust was also aimed at the farthest point behind the other side of Ninzu, but Ninzu did not have the foot power of Mu Shu.

There is a risk in volleying on the net, and the wooden hand was very good at catching the flaw exposed by the foot.

Boom!

"Game, Eishiro Kite, 15:0."

An Shijin reported the score with a smile.

The Hyokui members present all had expressions of shock on their faces, unable to tolerate the fact that he was so easily counterattacked and scored by the opponent.

...

Tap tap tap.

Renzu's footsteps hit the rubber floor quickly and intensively. At this moment, Renzu could already feel the pressure from his wooden hands.

It will not be inferior to the importance given to him by the Ato Department in the past.

Even more so.

In other words, the opponent in front of you may be even stronger than Atobe!

"So what about this move!"

After serving the ball to the net again, the backhand sank to the bottom, and the racket surface rubbed against the surface of the tennis ball, giving it a strong rotational force.

As Ninzu's arm violently pulled upwards, the ball moved forward in a zigzag path with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"It's Renzu's s.s.a.s!"

Xiang Riyueren exclaimed, it was impossible for ordinary people to react to such a fast hookball.

"Ah..."

An Shijin smiled slightly, and most of Ninzu's so-called three thousand unique skills were actually just extended combinations of basic tennis moves.

This kind of simple golf course may be effective against Kanto-level players, but the ability of national-level players to see through the essence of moves is beyond the reach of Kanto-level players.

Shukuchi method!

Mu Shu suddenly appeared not far in front of Renzu, and the racket in his hand was pulled straight up.

A bright light flashed from Renzu's eyes.

The strong topspin lob that flew over Ninja's head hit the baseline without any bias.

"Eishiro Kite scored in this game, the score is 1:0."

An Shijin leaned back on the chair calmly. He was not surprised that the wooden hand could perform like this against a ninja.

Today's Ninzu, like Shuji Akai, is still stuck on the threshold between Kanto level and national level.

The three thousand stunts he was so proud of were nothing more than a joke to a national-level master like Mu Hand.

Even Atobe, who has not yet evolved into the ice world, may not be able to win against Muju, let alone Renzu.

After the two sides exchanged courts, it was the wooden hand's turn to serve.

Ninzu's strength has also aroused Kite's interest. Defeating such a guy should make their name in Higa Junior High School resounding in Hyotei.

Whoa!

"Fan Shaoqian!"

A cold light flashed in Mu Shou's eyes, and when the tennis ball reached a high point, his arm held the racket and pressed it down hard.

boom!

There was a dull sound of hitting the ball, and the tennis ball shot out violently, pulling on the airflow around it.

The tennis ball after passing the net changed instantly, and the winding path of the ball pinned Renzu's footsteps to the ground.

Boom!

15:0.

"This... what kind of serve is this!"

Xiang Riyueren's pupils shrank slightly, and at that moment he seemed to have seen a poisonous snake swallowing a letter flashing past his eyes.

"What an awesome guy! Where did these two people come from!"

Shishido Ryo took a closer look at the school uniforms worn by Kite and Amuro. They had never seen such uniforms before.

Could it be an unknown school?

But how can a school with such two masters have no membership?

Shishido Ryo couldn't understand.

But he knew that there was a more important thing now, which was to inform Atobe.

Although Shishido Ryo doesn't want to admit it, I'm afraid Ninzu is really no match for these two intruders. Now only Atobe can control the situation.


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