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"1-0 Aaron&Monroe" Joseph, sitting on the referee's chair, reported the score truthfully. With the pride of a professional player, he didn't bother to manipulate the score.

Although Aaron and Monroe did win a point easily, Joseph, who was on the sidelines, always felt that there was something faintly wrong.Just like the ball that could be caught by running two extra steps, those two people always seemed to miss it on purpose.

On the court, Aaron and Monroe felt that the more they played, the easier it was to play.Running, swinging, all the balls are under his control.

The doubles combination of Fuji and Yukimura did not show the threat they expected at all, and the tacit understanding was not good.Yukimura seems to be a bit restrained and has not shown his ability to put Joseph in a hard fight before, and Fuji... He admits that Fuji can be surprising at first glance in some skills, but it is nothing more than seeing through.

superficial…

Overcome!

Aaron swept across the racket with both hands, and a beautiful through the ball hit the bottom line.

"5-0 Aaron & Monroe"

Vulnerable.

Next is his own serve... Aaron sneered, tossing the yellow-green ball in his hand, such an opponent, four ACE balls can easily end the game... soon...

After thinking about it, Aaron raised his hand and swung his racket, and a fast and ruthless diagonal ball went straight to the bottom line.

Buer, who was guarding the backcourt, blinked and then moved two light steps, turned the yellow ball with his wrist, wiped his face and flew back backwards.

Monroe, who had already seen Yan's flashback, trotted to the net without paying attention at all, intending to pick it back before the ball hit the ground, but he didn't expect that the tennis ball just passed the China Open and then began to drop rapidly, and it spun against the ground in an instant go out.And Monroe's racket stretched forward, not even touching the edge of the tennis ball.

"Have you had enough rest, Jingshi?" Bu'er smiled in the usual warm spring breeze, fingers clasped the network cable on the face, and stars seemed to shine in his icy blue eyes.

The sullen Aaron stared at the white mark of the tennis ball on the clay for a few seconds before turning around and returning to his serving position.Although one goal is not enough to change the concept of underestimating the enemy formed in the previous five rounds, the tennis ball obviously took on a stronger spin and rushed to a more tricky landing point when it was shot again.

"According to before, I shouldn't be able to catch it." Yukimura also smiled, looked up at the tennis ball flying in the air, took two steps back and jumped high, and a smash smashed on the opposite field, " It's already ready."

"That's the beginning." Fuji and Yukimura who landed on the ground clapped each other's hands, and each returned to the preparation position.

"30-0" Joseph reported the score, and the little uneasiness in his heart seemed to be slowly expanding.

"Hmph." Aaron on the opposite side gritted his teeth, the knuckles of the hand holding the tennis ball began to turn white, he quickly pulled out the ball, quickly grasped the racket with both hands, and quickly went to the net. Both Monroe and Monroe were standing in front of the net, trying to block everything from the opponent. offensive.

"You are still so active on the Internet on the red soil..." Yukimura smiled, and then led him to the backcourt with a lob.

Monroe took a few steps back, before reaching the bottom line in time, he jumped up and barely dunked the ball back in the middle.

Bu Er greeted him, holding the racket with both hands so that the ball turned an arc along with the body on the racket surface, and in an instant the ball landed on the opposite bottom line with a more rapid trend than the incoming one.

"Let's have another shot, Jingshi." Bu Er smiled and raised his eyebrows. Aaron's serve seemed to have no threat in his eyes. It fell into the hands of Yukimura who raised his left hand in front of the net.

"It's really a nice wind, Shusuke." Yukimura twirled the tennis ball gracefully on his fingertips.

"...5-1 Yukimura&Fuji" Joseph was tongue-tied for a long time before reporting the score. The situation on the field reversed too quickly, and the hunter who thought he had the chance to win turned into a white rabbit struggling under the tiger's mouth in a blink of an eye.

Aaron watched helplessly as Buer moved his feet nimbly, flipped his wrist, and gave the ball a very tricky spin with ease.I don't know when it started, the rhythm is completely in the opponent's hands, although Yukimura didn't deliberately show off any moves, but under the various cutting and hooking, he controlled the angle of the tennis ball with extreme precision.But the two of them were just exhausted.

Yukimura's return ball was neither high nor low, it just passed through the blind spot of the two of them, and spun out by rubbing against the sideline.

Monroe looked at Fuji and Yukimura who were high-fiving each other after scoring another point, and there was a gloomy feeling that seemed to gradually engulf the whole person.The tacit understanding that erupted between the two people was like old partners for many years. They didn't need words and gestures to hint, as if they knew each other's thoughts and next actions instinctively.

Tennis on clay, under the condition that the ball speed is slowed down and the spin is stronger, competes more to control the bottom line.When Joseph reported the score of '6-5 Yukimura&Fuji', Fuji tilted his head and smiled harmlessly: "As I said, this is the red land."