The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start

"What a tough guy!"

Qianshi came to the bottom line on the right side and patted the tennis ball lightly. He almost forgot that there is also a serve that will disappear.But fortunately, he has just noticed a trace of the doorway, and the rotation of Bu Erqie's serve is actually traceable.

Whoosh!
Qian Shi threw the ball away, then bent his knees and bowed his body to take the racket, and the moment he kicked his legs and stretched his shoulders, the racket made a large arc swing from the top of his head.

boom!
The flat serve that hangs straight down still maintains an astonishing speed of the ball, and Qianshi's control of his own strength has become more and more perfect.

Buer opened his eyes, instantly judged the landing point of the ball, straddled his feet sideways, and opened his posture in advance.Swinging the racket with both hands intercepted the bouncing tennis ball, and after a moment of stalemate, he quickly swung the ball out.

tread!
Qianshi stepped on the ground with his toes as nimbly as an elf.

boom!
The rapid whistling sound produced by the topspin ball made Fuji frowned slightly, and it came again!

Strong spin kick!
The double attack of strength and spin makes Fuji's hands a little numb now, and it is not so easy to keep hitting such heavy shots.

Qianshi hopped his feet on the ground, and adjusted his position in a single step.

boom!
It is still an extremely powerful forehand topspin, and the speed of Qianshi's swing has become faster, and the same strength and spin have also become stronger.

Bu Er suddenly closed his eyes, and his heart was as calm as still water.

After losing to Kimura Division, Fuji clearly realized his own shortcomings and the gap between himself and Kimura Division.From then on, Bu Er, who was originally very Buddhist, had a desire in his heart, a desire to become stronger.

National competition!If there is a higher realm, a higher stage, then he must step on that realm to see the higher scenery.

For this reason, it cannot be done with only three returns.

"The fourth type of return!"

Suddenly opening his eyes, Fuer body rose with a strong aura, and his azure blue eyes were also full of determination and firmness.

"The fourth type of return?!"

Everyone in Qingxue stared wide-eyed. They didn't know when Fuji developed a new trick.

"Go Buer, show everyone your genius side!"

Tezuka's eyes were like water, he was very happy for his friend at this moment.After he single-handedly facilitated the match between Fuji and Kimura, he has already found that Fuji has gradually changed, and now it is finally time for the fruit to come to fruition.

"Mayfly shrouded!"

The ball that flew in an arc and hit Fuji's second-hand racket was quiet when Fuji shook his wrist slightly, and then Fuji raised his arm and twitched. Under everyone's gaze, the ball hit the net straight.Under the action of the strong impact, the ball bounced back into the air, slowly crossed the net and fell in front of Qianshi's net.

"Touch a tennis ball! How is this possible!"

Minami Kentaro was shocked, how could someone be able to hit such a precise tennis ball against Sengoku's counterattack!
"The spin of Qianshi's ball was eliminated by Fuji!"

Kimura Tsukasa chuckled, it was amazing.Progress has been made in such a short period of time. Although the three types of returns have not yet evolved, they have already taken shape. More importantly, Fuji has developed its own fourth type of return.

"Spin. Was eliminated?!"

Dongfang Yami and the others looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.It sounds simple, but it is extremely difficult to resolve such a strong rotation of Qianshi.

"It's really worthy of being the best. It can completely cover such a strong rotation and then hit it back after dissolving all the rotation force."

Qian Zhenzhi kept recording in his own data book, he had to write down the move of Buer carefully.

Qian Shi frowned, to be honest, he admired the other party a little now.

"The fourth type of return? Then come on!"

Now Qianshi can only give it a go.

"Drink!"

Bu Er, who was getting better and better, let out a soft drink, raised his hand and kicked the ball diagonally to return Qian Shi's serve.

Bang!
Qianshi's shoulders were loose, his arms were hanging from his waist, and all the muscles in his body worked together to hit the ball with a topspin that was as fast as lightning.

"Mayfly shrouded!"

Bu Er's soft whisper seemed to stop the irritable tennis, and the racket slid across the eyes with a touch of brilliance.

Bang!
"Here it goes again! It's tennis balls again!"

Nan Kentaro's face sank, this guy's ball control ability is really strong!

"It's okay, Qianshi can catch up with this ball!"

Dongfang Yamei said in a deep voice, in his sight Qianshi had already stepped up to the front of the net with agile steps.

"You rest and succeed!"

Qian Shi slid to the front of the net in a flying posture to catch the ball, and the racket protruding forward dangerously picked up the falling tennis ball.

Boom!
There was a crisp sound above Qianshi's head, and when he looked up, he saw that Buer was still maintaining the posture of putting the ball.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 30:0."

Qian Shi, who got up from the ground, sank to the bottom of his heart, he knew that the rhythm of the game had completely fallen into the hands of the chestnut-haired boy in front of him.

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by Fujisuke of Youth Academy, and the score was 6:5."

Relying on the unexpected fourth return, he successfully broke serve. This is also the first time that one side has broken serve since the first two rounds of this game.

call out!
The tennis ball that never spun down from the second hand was carried away by a crescent moon pistol, and it suddenly disappeared before everyone's eyes when it was about to fall to the ground.

"Gone again!"

The hearts of everyone in Yamabuki are very heavy, and now they can only hope that Qianshi can complete the reversal.

But Qianshi's heart is already in a mess at this moment, and the calm judgment that had already begun to emerge seems to have been cut off.

"The game is over! Youth Academy Fujisuke won, with a score of 7:5."

In the end, Qianshi still couldn't crack the serve that Bu Er would disappear, and as a mustard yellow ball hit the wall behind Qianshi, the game also came to an end with the whistle of the referee.

Buer let out a breath of turbid air, and a gust of summer wind blew, and the cool feeling coming from behind made Buer smile wryly and shook his head.

I haven't sweated so much in a long time.