"A chip shot that doesn't bounce?! Isn't this Seigaku Tezuka's unique skill?"
"Idiot, Tezuka, that's a zero-type short ball! This is a super chip ball, it's different, it's not the same at all."
The audience immediately erupted after a moment of silence.
Fuji's skills have always been so gorgeous.
Gorgeous football skills can always arouse the resonance of others.
"Renzu, can you do this shot?"
Atobe smiled and looked at Ninzu beside him.
They are all geniuses, and they will also be caught by brown bears.
Atobe wanted to know if Ninzu could replicate Fuji Shusuke's move.
"You talk too much, Atobe."
Renzu pushed up his glasses and said.
"Haha, you guy."
Atobe smiled and shook his head. After learning about the World Junior Tennis League, he began to think about how to improve the overall strength of the team in the short term.
And endurance is an important part.
...
"Oh? It's a very gorgeous technique, but also very practical."
Kurobe was also a little surprised after seeing Fuji's performance.
"Indeed, super chip shots like this are rare even in our training camp."
Saito also became interested.
Such a gorgeous technique will make anyone happy.
The phoenix returns to its nest and Shen Ke's coat has been taken off.
After the simplification of Fuji, the ball speed of Phoenix Return is faster than before, the rotation force is stronger, and the speed of rebound is also faster.
Therefore, it is harder to fight back.
Even the wooden hand was unable to catch up with the ball in time without starting his steps immediately.
It is conceivable that for ordinary players, this ball is almost difficult to catch.
...
"It seems like you've made quite a bit of progress, Fuji."
Mu Shu said calmly, leaning sideways.
"This is the phoenix returning to its nest."
Bu turned the racket with his hand, then smiled slightly.
"The phoenix returns to its nest? The phoenix..."
Everyone at Higa Junior High School was a little surprised. Seigaku's Fuji Shusuke seemed to have made great progress.
Peng!
Qinghui flashed, and after switching to the left service line, Fuji raised his hand and hit another cut and serve.
The ball is spinning even more than before, and obviously the changes will be more dramatic by then.
欻欻欻~~
Sure enough, the ball after passing through the net moved more violently than before.
In a swish, he disappeared in front of everyone.
But this is nothing to Mu Shu.
To use what Amuro often says, tennis will never disappear.
"Pirate's Horn!"
The sound of the racket breaking through the air and stirring the air is like the sound of an eternal trumpet.
Peng!
The side of the racket slides across the surface of the tennis ball and instantly pulls the tennis ball back.
Fuji's reaction was also extremely fast, and he had already taken off immediately.
The suppression brought by the disappearing serve failed on the second ball. Although Fuji was a little surprised, it was also within his expectation.
After all, the opponent is a wooden hand.
The racket he was holding in his hand reached under the tennis ball and he picked it hard.
The lofted ball with strong topspin flies directly into the air from the front court.
Mu Shu raised his head and swept it away. Naturally, he would not miss such an opportunity.
Whoosh!
One step helped him ascend, and a swift smash hit the ball as he raised his hand.
Peng!
Fuji opened his eyes, and his ice-blue eyes took in all the golden light and shadow.
Tap tap tap.
Fuji quickly took a few steps forward, reached the spot where the tennis ball landed, and turned his back again.
"Brown bear caught? How naive!"
Yuushi Ninzu sneered.
Ninzu, who also mastered the brown bear's netting, knew very well that there was a limit to the brown bear's netting, and Muzu's smash hit undoubtedly exceeded the limit that the brown bear's netting could withstand.
But Renzu soon realized that he was wrong.
Fuji knelt down on one knee, holding the racket with both hands at the same time, and raised it upward with a force of four or two.
Even with the strength of a thousand pounds, it is difficult to defeat Fuji's slender arms.
"Qilin caught!"
As Fuji's voice fell, a golden arc of light dropped from the sky and accurately hit the bottom line behind Mu Shou.
winter!
"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 30:0."
...
"Phoenix...Qilin..."
"This guy Fuji has evolved his own returning skills!"
Kai looked at the slender figure with chestnut-brown hair on the field in surprise.
After three days of separation, Shishi looked at him with admiration. He had to admit that the title of Genius Fuji Shusuke was well deserved.
"The flying swallow returns to its nest and the brown bear is trapped. Could it be that the white whale also used that trick..."
Hirakoba immediately thought of Moby Dick, one of Fuji Shusuke's three types of returns.
Could it be that Fuji Shusuke has evolved all three of his return kicks?
Just in time.
The warm summer wind blew from the open-air dome, blowing Fuji's broken hair and the hem of Fuji's clothes.
"oh?"
Mu Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, Fuji's evolution was beyond his imagination.
Now Fujishu has already reached the national level, and he has not only entered the national level for the first time.
Peng!
Fuji served again, this time it was no longer a cut serve, but an ordinary topspin serve.
A ball that fell into the outer corner of the receiving area in front of the wooden hand bounced violently, but was quickly withdrawn by the wooden hand's free hand.
Tap tap tap~
Fuji immediately ran forward after serving the ball, and soon reached the midfield.
Facing the incoming ball, he made a powerful backhand slice.
Peng!
A white bolt shot straight into the sky, and its arc was so high that many people frowned.
"Skip, super big out of bounds!"
Golden Koharu looked at the ball in the stands of Shitenbao Temple and chuckled.
In his opinion, this level of soaring would undoubtedly be out of bounds.
"No, this ball...is in bounds."
It didn't take long for Shiraishi to fix his eyes and make a judgment. Aigaku's Fujishusuke was indeed worthy of his reputation.
The ball merged into the dazzling sunlight, and a cool wind blew from an unknown high altitude.
A white "Milky Way" hung down from the sky, and another crisp sound came from the bottom line behind the wooden hand.
winter!
"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 40:0."
...
"White Dragon!"
Fuji turned around and left after saying two words. Fuji, who narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled lightly, looked very confident at the moment.
Of course he is confident because he is convinced that he is completely different from before.
He was convinced that he had become strong enough.
"Phoenix...Qilin...White Dragon..."
"The tone is quite good."
Atobe raised his head and smiled, Seigaku's genius Fuji Shusuke was indeed worthy of his reputation.
Atobe understood that Fuji had now reached the national level.
Seigaku, a school in the Tokyo area, is undoubtedly Hyotei's biggest competitor in daily life.
Originally, Ninzu's progress made Atobe think that Hyotei could surpass Seigaku.
But the current evolution of Fuji Shusuke should not be underestimated.
Even Atobe didn't know who was stronger between the two before Fuji Shusuke and Ninzu competed.
As for Tezuka...after the battle with Anshijin, Atobe believed that no one could be his opponent except Anshijin.
Whether it's Seigaku's Tezuka or Tatekai Dai's survival, Sanada is the same.
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