With all the weight off his body, Renzu felt light and airy all over.
It seems that I can't even feel the weight of my body at this moment, let alone the weight of the racket in my hand.
After losing to Tezuka, Ninzu has been carrying these weight trainers. He has regained his original intention of chasing strong strength.
Coming to Tokyo is already a complete blessing for Ninzu.
"Then, I'm going to do it!"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Renzu had already thrown the tennis ball in his hand, and his center of gravity immediately began to shift toward his left foot.
"drink!"
With a low shout, Renzu jumped up on one foot and waved the racket in his hand sideways.
Peng!
The ball hit the outside corner opposite the wooden hand with an indomitable momentum.
“I thought I had made a lot of progress, but it turns out it’s still the same thing!”
Mu Shou sneered in his heart and immediately chased him in the opposite direction.
Renzu's calculations were clearly seen by him.
"Um?"
After returning Ninzu's serve with his backhand, Mujo looked up and saw that Ninzu had already reached the midfield.
Compared with before, Ninzu has made great progress now in terms of ball speed and foot strength.
Center of gravity vertical jump play!
Peng!
Renzu's eyes were full of cold light, which was the result of his hard practice.
A flying meteor, the light turned into a point and exploded in the bottom corner.
Even in his haste, Mutsu couldn't use Shuchichi's quick movement to catch up with the ball.
"Game, Yushi Ninzu, 15:0."
...
"F.A.S!"
Fuji's slightly narrowed eyes were full of solemnity.
He put himself on the field, but found that he would be far from able to catch up with the goal.
"What F what S?"
Just as Kikumaru recovered from the shock of the ball, he heard Fuji's whisper. Although he didn't hear it clearly, he knew that Fuji was talking about the ball that Renzu had just played.
"F.A.S, that is, flat hitting the tennis ball. First, use a strong flat hitting serve to induce the opponent to the farthest position away from you, and then quickly hit the ball to the net and hit the ball in the opposite direction."
"The power and speed of Ninzu's flat shots on the tennis ball are a level higher than those in the Kanto Tournament and Tezuka matches."
Inui Sadaharu updated Ninzu's information as he spoke.
Although he did not get a chance to play in Qingxue this year, he has not fallen behind at all in collecting intelligence.
Tezuka was silent in his heart. Renzu's progress reminded him of his own stagnation.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.
...
Peng!
Peng!
"Game, Yushi Ninzu, 30:0."
Immediately afterwards, Renzu used his old tricks again, venting all the pent-up energy in his heart in the counterattack.
"Good job, Yushi!"
Shishido Ryo was very excited. The strong strength of Ninzu gave him hope of winning.
"Yuji's flat strokes hit the tennis ball so hard that people didn't even have a chance to get into position!"
Yue Xiang was also very excited. As members of the Hyokui, they naturally hoped to see Renzu win.
On the field.
Ninzu, who straightened up in the frontcourt, looked at Kite and said, "I knew it. There is no such stupid thing as teleportation. You just moved a little faster."
After losing to Kute, Ninzu conducted a review. At the same time, he also found information about the Okinawa martial arts Shuchi method under the guidance of Jintaro.
This time he will no longer be confused by the opponent's pace.
"Ha...I was discovered by you."
Mu Shu smiled nonchalantly.
From Mutte's point of view, it would be a big mistake if Ninzu thought that he could win only by relying on Shuchi method.
Without further ado, the two turned around and left.
The atmosphere on the field became a little tense again.
Peng!
It was still a flat serve, and Renzu used his strength to perfection.
The tennis ball roared through the entire court, exploding a burst of golden light in the opposite direction of the wooden hand.
Mu Shou's lenses were dyed golden, but his heart was not affected by this gorgeous golden light.
The wooden hand's arm was close to the waist and abdomen, half-opening a gap, and then pushed forward heavily.
Peng!
The ball left a trail of afterimages in mid-air, and in an instant it hit Renzu's field.
"Game, Eishiro Kite, 15:30."
...
"You can actually hit a straight ball with this posture?!"
Kikumaru's eyes widened, he was shocked by the gesture of his hand just now.
"Kite Eishiro, the vice president of Higa Junior High School. He once defeated Chitose Chisato, one of the two heroes of Kyushu, in the Kyushu competition. His strength is unfathomable."
Naturally, Inui Sadaharu's information book also contains information about Kite.
It wouldn't be strange for him to be able to hit a straight ball in that position just now and fuck Sadaharu.
Because according to his own information, Mu Hand has strong balance ability and excellent athletic ability.
On the field.
Renzu glanced at Mu Shu, and he knew that his F.A.S. had been cracked by the other party.
Under normal circumstances, there is only one ball path for the opponent to hit back with a wide angle serve.
Regardless of whether the opponent wants it or not, the opponent can only hit the ball in the path expected by Ninzu. This is why Ninzu's subsequent quick volley at the net was successful.
But Mute relied on his outstanding personal strength to hit a straight ball, which made Ninzu's volley on the net come to nothing.
"It's really not that simple."
He sighed as if he was laughing at himself.
The further you progress, the more you can feel the pressure from the wooden hands. The pressure the wooden hands bring to Ninzu is even greater than that of Atobe.
It's almost comparable to the original Tezuka.
Renzu gently tapped the tennis ball in his hand a few times to calm down his inner turmoil before tossing the ball again.
Peng!
There was a loud bang, and the tennis ball swept by the racket in Ninzu's hand suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes.
"Super high-speed serve?!"
"So fast!"
Fuji opened his eyes and said solemnly.
Inui Sadaharu quickly updated Ninzu's data in his data book. Next year's Hyotei will be their Seigaku's main opponent in the Tokyo competition.
Mudou glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Renzou surfing the Internet.
"Do you want to serve and hit the net? Then let me see what you are capable of."
Mu Shu sneered and took a step forward.
Peng!
The ball hit Renzu's feet directly.
The faces of everyone in Ice Emperor were solemn, such a golf course was undoubtedly very dangerous.
There is a possibility of injury if not handled properly.
Renzu had already anticipated Mushou's response. He knew very well that the opponent would not let him take the initiative in front of the net so easily.
Whether it's a foot volley or a lob, he's already prepared in advance.
He paused with his feet and turned his wrist quickly.
The racket in the hand reaches into the side of the foot, cuts across the surface of the tennis ball, and then pulls up violently.
With a rapid whistling sound, the ball flew over the net in a short arc and then fell towards the net in the opposite direction of the wooden hand.