moon watch boy

"They focused on hitting the ball, and most of their eyes were on the offensive Sanada, but they ignored Atobe who kept giving up. Atobe has been waiting for them. Now they should regret ignoring the defensive Atobe. Bar"

Guanyue with curly hair looked at Atobe's well-timed smash, and couldn't help smiling. Atobe was able to turn the tide in such a tense situation, and it seemed that their reinforcement match had a very good effect.

"Atobe is still the same." Yukimura looked at the cooperation between the two of them, and his eyes fell on Atobe, who was still maintaining his batting action in front of the net. He said helplessly. The beautiful counterattack set off a carnival in the gym, shouting Echoes in the field.

At first, he was a little bit worried about Genichiro and the others, after all Genichiro's doubles was slightly insufficient compared to his singles, but looking at the cooperation between the two of them, Yukimura felt that he was overthinking, looking at the figures running on the court , I am a little relieved that Genichiro also learned doubles when he was not around.

"He's always been like that, and it's a worrying time when he's not flashy, but it has to be said, beautifully done, isn't it?"

"Indeed, his ball control has improved a lot, and his agility has also improved compared to before. It seems that the training in the intensive match is no less than usual." Liu added while watching the intense match with a pen in his hand.

"Boom!" The US team leads, the score is 1-0! "

"Boom!" "The Japanese team is leading this round, the score is 2-1!"

"It's been half an hour. Mike and the others are also warming up and it's time to end." The black-haired boy sitting on the coach's bench in the US team looked at them, put his crossed legs down, and his eyes fell on the pocket watch on the side of the seat. , the blue eyes are a little gray, and they don't look angry.

The others listened to the coach's words, and their faces were slightly dignified. Coach Bales made the best time arrangement for them before going on the field. They must lead the Japanese team within half an hour. Now it seems that their situation is not very good.

During the main election, Smith, who was standing in the middle of the team and was wearing a rice-character training uniform, looked at the fierce and domineering style of play on the field, and his eyes fell on the audience seats. Locking on the light purple figure in the crowd, his eyes flickered a little.

"Why is the American team staring at us all the time? Who is he looking at?" Chiba sensed that someone was watching them, turned her head sideways to look in the direction of her gaze, and watched Smith frowning slightly, not watching the game and staring at them. do what.

"Who are you talking about?" Liu Ze asked after listening to Chiba's muttering.

"No, the one in the middle, the guy with yellow hair and complicated face."

Akazawa looked at the people in the American team and found the person Chiba said in an instant. Seeing Smith's dark expression, Akazawa's face became stiff for a moment, and he pursed his lips. The last time Moon Watch defeated him, look at him like this I feel somewhat dissatisfied.

Sitting next to them, Guan Yue heard who Chiba was talking about. Naturally, he raised his eyes and looked over. For a moment, the eyes of the two collided. Smith looked at Guan Yue. There was a glimmer of gloom.

Guanyue caught the emotion in his eyes, tightened his grip on the notebook, gave him a police look, then looked away and continued to watch the game.

Smith looked at Guanyue and clenched his fists. When he knew that Guanyue was the first to win the representative team spot, the unwillingness in his heart found an outlet in an instant, and he planned to teach him a lesson on the field , When Coach Bells came back to take the list of the Japanese team, he was very unwilling in his heart. There was no name of Guan Yue in the list at all, only a first-year kid from their school was there as a substitute, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he smiled meaningfully.

I didn't find Echizen Ryoma, met Guanchu, and failed to challenge the Tokyo school. If he didn't play, he would take the freshman of their school and force out their school's substitute player. Who is Guanchu the manager of their tennis club? The blame can only be blamed on the kid in the first grade being from their school, no one can stop him from defeating the strongest person.

"Don't worry, they won't be allowed to mess around in the friendly match." Yukimura, who was sitting next to Guanyue, naturally didn't miss the strange atmosphere between the two of them. Aware of Guanyue's momentary tension, Yukimura comforted him, his eyes flickering to cover Seeing the dark color in his eyes, he also accepted the unwillingness in the boy's eyes just now.

Thinking of the rumors some time ago, it seems that the boy just now is the one who challenged the tennis clubs in Tokyo in the rumors. I caught a glimpse of his eyes and seemed to have suffered a loss in Guanyue's hands, otherwise it would not have revealed that only a loser Not reconciled, no wonder I haven't heard that the tennis club has been challenged during this period of time.

"Hmm, that's not what I'm worried about. As the US team's singles team, Kebin Smith may be single three. If the roster that Liu just said is okay, he will be against Chiya. If the frontcourt substitute does not play , Hashimoto will also meet him, this is what I worry about, Smith's style of play is more domineering and distinctive, fast, and very lethal. People will underestimate the enemy."

Guanyue shook his head. He was not worried that Smith would cause trouble for him in the friendly match, but he was afraid that he would cause trouble for Chiye and the others on the field. Although Chiye's demonization could be controlled, he couldn't help but provoke him again and again. Individuals are all competitive people, and it is inevitable that it will be a fierce battle.

Hearing Guanyue's words, a flash of understanding flashed in Liu's eyes. Sure enough, Guanyue had fought Kebbin Smith, and he still defeated him.

Thinking of Chiya's temperament, Yukimura pursed his lips. He also knew Chiya's style on the court. If it was really what Guanyue said, this Smith would be Chiya's strongest opponent.

"boom!"

"boom!"

As time went by, the beats became more and more intense, and the score was so tight that it seemed evenly matched.

Sanada pursed his lips and swung the racket hard to hit the tennis ball, hitting back with a smash. Even if he didn't use any tennis skills, his speed and strength would not be weak.

"Their speed and strength are still maintained at a constant speed. They are really a difficult group of guys." Atobe looked at the two people who kept a certain distance, panting and said, watching Billy who was defending suddenly jump to the Internet, his heart suddenly rose. There was a bad feeling, only Mike, who was near the net, didn't look like an enemy at all in the face of Sanada's vigorous smash. Instead, he ran towards the fast falling tennis ball. In the confusion of audiovisual.

"It's now!" Mike yelled, holding the racket with both hands, as if shooting, took a step forward, and swung the racket in his hand to face Sanada's smash.

The tennis ball fell on the tennis racket, Mike's wrists sank, and he lowered the racket. The huge force brought by the smash was transmitted along the tennis racket to his hand, making him barely able to hold the racket tightly.

In the next moment, he stepped on his feet and performed a big move. The muscles in his hands were tense, and a powerful force burst out of his body. The weight of the tennis ball on the racket was already insignificant. A black aura, a fierce aura began to exude, aiming at Sanada who was on the opposite defensive center line, without hesitation, he raised his racket and swung down.

"Sanada!" The tennis ball was hit back by Mike again. The tennis ball turned into a meteor shell, and then spun viciously towards Sanada with an invisible terror. Atobe looked at the unstoppable tennis ball and screamed. Consciousness, the racket in his hand is facing this powerful tennis ball head-on.

"Deputy Minister!" Akaya and the others stood in the audience watching them, worried.

Seeing the menacing tennis ball, Atobu squatted slightly, and assumed a posture of hitting the ball head-on. There was a sudden pricking sound in his ears, and his hands were suddenly trembling like a jack. , watching the circling and splashing tennis ball trying to break free from the speed of the racket line, the next second he was worried about whether the racket in his hand would collapse immediately, he gritted his teeth tightly, with amazing momentum all over his body, lifted the extremely heavy arm, the shattered roulette was staged again, and the tennis ball turned into a fiery red cannonball, shooting towards Billy's half.

Sanada looked at Atobe who stood in front of him and was absent-minded for a moment, and the tennis ball that Atobe hit back the next time shocked a group of people, even Mike himself was absent-minded for a moment.

In such a high-intensity and crucial duel, a momentary mistake would be fatal. Billy quickly recovered from the oncoming tennis ball and hurriedly raised his racket. Sanada lunged forward, the racket in his hand was like autumn wind Sweeping fallen leaves like a lash on a tennis ball.

boom!

The sound of hitting the ball sounded, and the tennis ball drew a sharp arc from the air. When Mike came back to his senses, the tennis ball had already passed by.

"Their ball strength is really not bad at all." Looking at the tennis ball falling on the opposite court, Atobe heaved a sigh of relief, shook his numb arm, looked at the opposite side seriously, and secretly said in surprise.

"7-5, the Japanese team won!"

"It's dangerous." Chi Ye patted his chest, almost scared him to death just now, the ball went directly to the deputy minister, fortunately there was senior Atobu.

Hashimoto looked at the U.S. team opposite, his eyes dim. The ball just now was very powerful, and it was the strongest ball he had ever encountered in the game. Is Atobe-senpai really okay next time?

"Are you okay?" Sanada put away the pat and looked at Atobe who was holding the pat slightly trembling, and asked with some concern, if it wasn't for Atobe, I am afraid they would have lost this round.

"What can my uncle do?" Atobe looked at his sore hand, snorted lightly, walked towards the representative team with the pat between his hands, stretched out his hand and squeezed his right hand, still a little numb, pursed his lips and closed his eyes. It's complicated. Knowing that the ball will be very powerful, he disperses part of the strength, but he almost can't support his arm strength. The power of that ball is really different.

"Good job." Sakaki Taro looked at the two of them, and praised them for a rare time.

"Coach Huamura, please show Atobe his arm. The next set of Shinobu and Kikumaru are ready." Tezuka looked at Atobe, and observed the unconscious bending of his fingers. Huacun Aoi said, and called out to Kikumaru and the others.

"Thank you." Shinobu looked at Atobe with his pat on his hands, and it was rare to see Atobe standing in front of others.

"It's up to you, play seriously, those guys are very strong, don't embarrass our Ice Emperor." Atobe looked at Ninzu and nodded, thinking about the thrilling scene just now, he couldn't help but said, and then went to Coach Huacun walked over.

"Understood." Renzu nodded at him with a pat, and looked at Kikumaru who was holding a pat next to him in high spirits. With their first victory, they would do their best.

"Ninzu-kun and Kikumaru-kun, their doubles shouldn't be worse than Atobe-kun and Sanada-kun, right?"

Guanyue looked at Yukimura looking at the representative team all the time, seemed worried about Sanada, and said, "Hmm, if you are worried, go and have a look."

Yukimura recovered his senses and raised his eyes to look at Guanyue, then shook his head again, and said with a faint smile, "No need, as long as he's fine."

The U.S. team's second singles are Tom Griffey and Fateley Griffey. Looking at the two men who are also much taller than Kikumaru and the others, compared with Mike and the others, there seems to be this change in the combination of this group. Fateley His face was sickly pale, and he looked a little weak compared to them.

Tom stroked his hair, and his tone was full of contempt, "We are not Mike and the others making such low-level mistakes, we have settled your game!"

Fateley looked at Tom and said first, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the energetic Kikumaru and the calm Shinozuki on the opposite side, and nodded slightly. He was the same as Tom. They were going to decide this game. The jeers off the field were unaffected one bit.

"It's a big talk at the beginning, who wouldn't, the last round was also the result, didn't they lose to the Ji Tribe?"

"Did you play with leucorrhea with such a face?"

"Ninzu-kun and the others should be fine."

Qianshi looked at the tense scene in the auditorium, and was a little surprised. After the doubles, he was still the one. As the first singles match, he faced a lot of pressure, especially looking at the only small man on the American team. player.

"Believe them, Ninzu-kun's strength is not easy." Fuji patted Qianshi on the shoulder. As the genius of the ice emperor, Ninzu-kun's strength is more than what it seems on the surface. When he is serious, he is no better than Atobe Difference.

In the first game, Ninjazu and the others served. Looking at Kikumaru who was very active, Ninzu gave him the right to serve, and retreated to the second line to defend.

boom! boom! boom!

After receiving the tennis ball thrown to him by Ninjazu, Kikumaru smiled and said that Ninzuzu was pretty good. He squeezed the frizzy tennis ball in his hand and patted it a few times to find the feel. Then he grabbed the tennis ball and pointed it in the air. One toss.

The figure jumped into the air, swung the racket and hit the tennis ball hard, bang!The tennis ball flew and landed in front of Tom.

Tom focused his eyes, and at the moment the tennis ball bounced, he saw the right moment and quickly swung the racket in his hand.

boom!He hit back the tennis ball.

Immediately, a faster yellow glow was reflected in Ju Wan's eyes.

boom!

Kikumaru opened his eyes wide and felt a tremor at his feet, and the tennis ball brushed his trousers and flew straight out of the court.

"It's so fast!" Looking at the tennis ball that brushed against his trousers, he flew away before he even swung the racket. The speed must be too fast, Kikumaru's face was startled, and he swallowed.

"15-0!"

brush!

Swinging the racket, Kikumaru hit another ball calmly. This time, he increased his serving strength and skill, and the tennis ball was ejected instantly with a whoosh sound, drawing a shallow trace, and the speed of the ball was faster than before!

"It's not bad to be able to serve faster than before, but it's useless no matter how fast it is." Tom saw this, and his eyes suddenly became interested.

Watching the ball played by Kikumaru, he watched the opposite side intently behind him, and was ready at any time.

The tennis ball fell like a meteor, with a bang, and the next moment, a racket shot out of the sky, blocking the tennis ball behind it.

"I was blocked again, damn it!" Seeing this, Kikumaru couldn't help being shocked, and actually spotted his serve. The speed of the serve he hit with all his strength was more than a star and a half faster than the speed of the opening serve, but he was still caught. They intercepted.

"In addition to speed, your strength is not enough." Fieri couldn't help pointing this out, gently exerting force on his wrist, raised the racket and pointed it at the hitting point, and gave a strong buckle, whoosh!The tennis ball flew through the air and hit Kikumaru behind him.

Seeing this, the defensive Renzu immediately swung his racket back to fight back, but what happened the next moment made his face startled, and the racket in his hand stopped.

The tennis ball didn't use topspin to take advantage of it as usual, but bounced back and passed sideways. I was stunned for a while, recalling the ball just now, and instantly understood the opponent's style of play. I was stunned for a second, but there was no topspin And then it's a catapult ball!

The opponent exerted strong pressure on the basis of the side spin of the tennis ball. When the force was applied, it was able to bounce up and did not spin up as he expected. Looking at the ball that he missed again, he had a keen insight Ren Zuzu couldn't help but sigh that their skills are really good, no wonder it was not easy for them to win the last round.

"30-0! The US team is temporarily ahead!"

"This game is more tricky than expected. Ninzu-kun and the others really met their opponent." Liu squinted his eyes and looked at Faiteli and the others. After 10 minutes, the United States could be seen in the few minutes of the game. The strength of the team is not ordinary, and I am afraid that this has not yet begun. With one step faster and a keen sense of the ball, we can know that this combination is probably the best doubles combination of the US team.

"It seems that the situation is not optimistic, and we may lose this round."

"Come on, Japanese team!"

"Come on, Japanese team!"

"Come on, Japanese team!"

Watching the US team serve, Kikumaru and Shinobu watched his smooth movements, feeling a sense of urgency.

Tom looked at them, his eyes sank, and he tossed the tennis ball high. The next moment, he lifted the racket. With a crisp bang, the tennis ball was hit and drew a sharp arc in the air. Sloppy.

The speed is as fast as a sharp arrow shot from a bow piercing the sky. The speed has already broken through 180km. The tennis ball passed the net at a straight speed and fell down.

Watching the fast falling tennis ball, Kikumaru jumped high, bang!The tennis ball hit his racket, and the strong impact made his fingers numb for a while, and his face turned ugly for a moment. Unexpectedly, in addition to their fast speed, they were also very strong. The tennis ball flew out, and the dazzling tennis instantly lost his eyes and scattered his sight.

A series of densely packed tennis balls flew across the surface, and Feitely rushed to the diagonal position with one step. Even though the real tennis balls were not visible at the moment, he had to defend himself just in case. Tom squinted his eyes slightly, the narrow and long eyes Looking at the falling tennis ball with a gap, his eyes darkened, and the racket in his hand moved subconsciously.

There was a snap, whoosh!The raised racket is aimed at a series of tennis balls. The tennis balls are blocked by the racket strings and the phantom falls through the net strings. The real tennis balls are intercepted by the racket strings and immediately spin up rapidly, and then through the rebound force of the racket nets , shot out.

boom!

As soon as the tennis ball hit the ground, Faithley appeared there immediately, and swung the racket to hit the tennis ball again.

boom! boom! boom!

The tennis ball kept shuttled among the four of them, watching the sound of the slap on the quiet court, the outsiders held their breath, followed the yellow figure across the court with their eyes, guessing where the ball would end up.

"The situation is unfavorable. Even the Kikumaru beams of the US team can immediately intercept the counterattack and return. The rhythm of the game has begun to tilt towards them. It may be difficult for them to take down two balls." Come out, staring at the increasingly tense score on the court, commenting, the longer it drags on, the harder it will be for them to tie the score.

"I'm afraid I can't win this round."

Hashimoto looked at the seniors' game with a solemn expression. In his opinion, it would be difficult for Kikumaru senior's bazooka and Kikumaru beam to pull back two points in front of the absolute disparity in strength. The cooperation of DropShot is also very good. DropShot has been used once and used again for the second time. , I am afraid that the outcome of this round has already been decided.

Yukimura looked at Ninzuzu's expressionless expression, and saw right away that he had blocked his heart and let himself fall into a state of no sadness or joy. He shook his head and said regretfully, "I didn't control the opening well."

"It's not bad, at least they won the score. After all, no one knows that the opponent this time is more difficult than the previous one. Speed ​​and strength are not worth mentioning in their eyes. They can only narrowly win by playing skills , If it were us, we might not necessarily be able to do what they did." Guanyue looked at him with a wry smile, it is already very good to be able to achieve this without exact data, it is Yukimura that your requirements are too high.

"It's not that I'm demanding, but it's the reality, even if you compete, isn't it?" Yukimura looked at him with a sideways smile and said that he was demanding, wasn't he himself? The thick menu is better than Liu You Time is still fine, who is more demanding?

"One thing, I've wanted to ask you for a long time, why are there two types of handwriting on your notebook?" Yukimura looked at the notebook in his arms and remembered the handwriting problem he found when he was recording Akazawa's data. Having said that, he suddenly remembered.

"Huh? I wrote it down by myself. The error in the handwriting is because my hand was injured during that time, so the writing is different from usual." Looking at Yukimura's naked eyes, Guanyue subconsciously held the pen and smiled. with.

He suddenly forgot that there were still the words of the beginning of the month in his notebook. When the two of them recorded the data, they always supplemented the data recorded by the opposite side. Generally speaking, the handwriting of the two of them is similar, but there are still differences when you look closely.

Chuchu’s words are clearer than his, and some of the content is still in Chinese. After all, at the beginning, Chuchu’s Japanese was poor, and all the notes were recorded in Chinese. Later, he followed him in Japanese, just the first notebook. Except for the first ones, they were all pressed in the bookcase, and the basic handwriting left behind was similar and hard to see. How did Yukimura find out.

Seeing Guanyue's curious look, Yukimura smiled helplessly, and explained, "Xianichiro has practiced calligraphy, and he has been to his house several times to be taught by Grandpa Sanada, and I have also learned some calligraphy, so I am a little sensitive to handwriting. .”

Forgetting that Yukimura still has a Sanada beside him, Kanyue nodded, sighing secretly that he forgot about it, but Yukimura probably wouldn't be able to discover the existence of Yuechu on his own.

Yukimura looked at Guanyue with a forced smile, his eyes flickered. In addition to his sensitivity to handwriting, the Q version of Yukimura in his sketchbook also saw that the handwriting was not like Guanyue's usual handwriting. No matter how similar they are, there is also a slight difference in essence. He even asked Akazawa Yanagisawa and the others specifically about this matter. It sounds very gentle, but the abruptness makes Guanyue shiver.

Guanyue's notebook is definitely recorded by two people, and that person should be the same person who drew in his sketchbook. Although he doesn't know who it is, he believes that he will meet that person if he has a chance.

"The game is over, 6-7, the US team won!"

"It's a pity, it's just a little bit to tie the score, Ninzu-kun has tried his best."

Looking at the two panting and blushing, the short-sleeved training clothes on their bodies have been soaked with sweat. They were thrilled at the beginning of the game. Everyone was very anxious to watch this game. They were in a passive state throughout the game. Even if the situation is reversed, they will be taken back by the American team in the next game. After one game, it is almost the same as the reinforcement match.

There is not much physical strength left, and if it is delayed for a while, the result may still be the same. In this round, they are not the opponents of Feiteli and the others. Apart from the ability of Lihai's big doubles to be able to use the same tune smoothly , There is always a distance between their temporary doubles.

"Sorry." Shinozu and Kikumaru returned to the representative team and looked at them apologetically, a little sorry that they didn't win another round.

"Don't worry so much, we haven't lost yet." Fuji looked at Kikumaru with a tired expression, as if he had been hit, and he was the one who defended in the second half, and he took charge of the offense but still couldn't save the score, and gave him a soothing look .

Feeling the sluggish atmosphere, Tezuka exchanged a glance with Fuji, looked at them again, and said firmly, "Fuji is right, we haven't lost yet."

"Qianshi, it's up to you next, come on!"

"come on!"

"I have the goddess Lunkly, so my luck will not be bad." Qian Shi chuckled, he has always had good luck, don't underestimate the enemy, fight steadily, you won't win by accident, and you won't lose too badly.

"Hey, look at Qian Shijun's singles."

"It shouldn't be a big problem for Sengoku to play alone." Nan Jiantaro, who was caught in the crowd, looked at Sengoku who was holding a pat on the court, and instantly regained his confidence.

"Senior Qianshi!" Tan Taiyi, who was a little worried outside the court, looked at Qianshi, his worried expression disappeared, and a bright smile appeared on his face. He turned his head and looked curiously at Akutsujin who looked impatient, and whispered: " Senior Yakutsu, look, Senior Qianshi is playing singles."

"Kuzao!" Yajiujin looked at Qianshi, glanced at the cheers around him, and a trace of irritability flashed in his eyes. Isn't that the guy Qianshi came on the stage? Against them, Qianshi may not necessarily win.

Yakutsu looked at the familiar figure in the American team, with a hint of mist in his almond eyes. He did not forget what happened that day. Kebin Smith’s provocation, now replaced by that guy Qianshi, I hope he will not fall into the same situation as him end.

Qian Shi looked at the fair-skinned boy opposite, blinked, he looked about the same height as him, felt that he should be older than him, bent slightly towards him, "Qian Shi is pure, please give me your advice."

"Bob Marx, please give me your advice." Seeing that Qianshi was quite polite, the young man was stunned for a moment and imitated his introduction. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head, turned around and walked to his own serving court. Politeness is something important No, the game does not rely on it.

Qianshi looked at Bob's back, frowned for a moment, as if he was hated, nodded to the referee, turned around and walked to his own half of the court with the racket.

"In the first round, Qianshi Qingchun will serve!" The coach threw the tennis ball in his hand to Qianshi, blew his whistle, and announced the start of the game.

In the teeing area, Qianshi picked up the tennis ball that rolled down to his feet, took the tennis racket and hit it twice, looking for the feeling, fixed his eyes on the opposite Bob with a fierce expression, and with the sound of hitting the ball, the surrounding atmosphere also changed. It became quiet, and everyone stood quietly on the sidelines, watching the game seriously.

pat!

Seeing Bob's footsteps moving slightly, his body slightly arched to defend, the smile on his face subsided, and he looked at him with a stern expression. He grabbed the tennis ball in his hand and immediately threw it high. Like a tense bow, his body was tense, his eyes sank, and he swung the racket in his hand suddenly. Everyone saw a tennis ball rapidly rising into the air, and before it reached the highest point, they raised their hands. The racket swung down like lightning.

The next moment, an extremely fierce yellow light flashed across their eyes, a roaring sound shocked the audience, and a roaring and galloping tiger was vaguely seen for a moment.

"It's a tiger gun when he comes, what does he think, this is simply nonsense."

"It's a tiger cannon!"

Looking at the roaring tiger, Bob's face became serious. His serve was perfect. This ball would not be so easy to catch. With his keen insight, he successfully caught the hidden path of the ball, which was exactly as he had guessed. In that way, when the Tigers crossed the net in the next moment, they suddenly changed the course of the ball. It seemed that Bob's strength would not be so bad.

Bang, stepping out, Bob swung his racket and slammed towards the tennis ball, bang!The tennis ball hit his racket, and the strong power made his racket tremble, which evoked a smile in an instant. He liked the fact that it was hard at the beginning.

The hand holding Pai turned unconsciously, and the wrist was lowered by two points. Pai looked sideways at the tiger that was diving head-on, boom!Squinting his eyes, he saw the opportunity, exerted all his strength with his right arm, and hit the tennis ball back with a swipe.

Watching his movements, Qianshi changed his footsteps in the next second, taking the first step to the bottom line, predicting all of Bob's attacks.

Chi also looked at Qianshi with a subtle expression on his face, "Can he predict the opponent's ball path?"

Hashimoto squinted his eyes, a little surprised at Qianshi's actions, he was serious as soon as he came on stage, unlike the style of Qianshi's seniors.

Fuji shook his head, "Looking at his position, he doesn't seem to be able to observe and predict the path of the ball, and the opponent's movement arc is relatively small, and the muscle habits are relatively weak. It is difficult to guess the opponent's next move based on Zueki's method set of actions."

"Then how did he predict it?" After being told by Fuji, Chi was even more at a loss. It seemed that Qianshi had indeed predicted it correctly, but he didn't look like a data player.

"Preemptive strikes, turning disadvantages into advantages." Hashimoto was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood Qianshi's approach.Looking at the changes in the situation on the field, Qianshi's actions seemed to make it difficult for Bob to make a move. He bent his lips. Senior Qianshi really didn't follow the routine. He knew that he couldn't use his strength, so he relied on his eyesight and impeccable basic skills to fight steadily and overcome the passive situation. Turned into the ball he is good at.

Atobe looked at Hashimoto with raised eyebrows, and snorted softly, "Do you understand?"

Hashimoto nodded, he understood.Several seniors couldn't help but shook their heads. Hashimoto's observation skills were astonishing. He could see through everything in a short period of time. I really don't know how Guanyue taught him.

brush!

Bob, who rushed to the net in an instant, raised the racket in his hand and smashed it towards the tennis ball.

boom!

The tennis ball fell like a cannonball, splashing a layer of dust on the court and leaving a deep vortex on the ground.

Everyone looked at the sudden change in the style of the game, saw a few wisps of black smoke rising from the ground, and felt nervous for a while, "What a strong smash!"

Looking at the traces on the ground, Qianshi's expression changed, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and pursed his lips. His strategy has been seen through, and it seems that he needs to change his method, otherwise this round may be lost again.

The ball is exchanged, and it is Bob's turn to serve.Bob jumped up and slammed his racket on the tennis ball with a loud sound. It was obvious at a glance that this person was a power player, so it was no wonder that Qianshi played his cards out of common sense.

boom!

The tennis ball flew over the net quickly, bringing up waves of air, rolling up dust on the ground, and Qian Shi, who was still in the midfield, appeared in front of the net in an instant.

boom!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was hit back by Qianshi. Looking at his swing, everyone was staring at his movement. Could it be another smash? His previous smash was blocked, why? smash.

But the next moment, a figure appeared in front of the net, and then jumped into the air.

"Do you want to smash again? Are you Japanese so naive?"

Bob looked at the same movements, patted his face, smashed, sneered, and concentrated on waiting for the opponent's smash.

But the expected smash did not appear, the opponent's racket just tapped on the tennis ball.

"Short...short chipping?"

In an instant, Bob's face froze, and he opened his eyes wide to see Qianshi suddenly brake and change his hitting action. Everyone looked at Qianshi in amazement. He could hit a short chip in that position. How did he do it?

The tennis ball gently crossed the net under Bob’s astonished expression. Due to the strength, even if he rushed over immediately and continued, he might not necessarily catch the short ball that was about to hit the ground. with.

boom!boom!

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the jumping Qianshi's footsteps fell on the ground bit by bit. He licked the corners of his mouth and panted slightly. As expected, he was tricked. With a smile on his face, he looked at Bob with a slightly dark face and said, "I can Never said I'd keep smashing."

"2-1, Qianshi Qingchun leads."

"Mr. Qianshi is awesome! I thought he could also hit smashes, but suddenly, Bob was caught off guard when the short chip fell and hit him."

"It's not bad, I just hope he can hit a few more unexpected shots, otherwise, once he sees through, he will stop. Bob's comprehensive ability is above him, and if he can't fight hard, he can only outsmart him." .”

"Bob is actually being played by a fool. It's useless to not see through such an obvious attempt at the first time." Bales looked at Bob with a gloomy expression. If they were losing this round, they wanted to win. The possibility is much lower, and Baker will inevitably teach him a lesson when he goes back.

"Look, the eyes of the American team have changed. If they turn red, do you want to be serious?"

Looking at Qianshi, Bob's angry eyes were slightly red, his eyes were slightly fixed, his feet curled up slightly, and he swooped out like lightning, and swung his racket quickly and slammed down towards the tennis ball.

boom!

The astonishing sound of the explosion fell into Qianshi's ears, and then he saw a tennis ball shot towards him like a cannonball, and his eyes froze for a moment. Bob's hitting action was within ten seconds. , the speed is eye-catching.

The terrifying strong wind came oppressively, making Qianshi's breath tight, and he felt a sense of oppression in his whole body. A powerful spiritual force instantly filled the field and suppressed his senses.

boom!

The tennis ball landed in front of Qianshi again, and the hard ground was blasted open in an instant. Cracks spread from the center of gravity of the tennis ball to the surroundings, and the flat ground suddenly shattered into spider webs. Feeling the remaining spiritual power, Qianshi Swallowing his throat, he didn't expect Bob to have such speed and strength. Compared with the smashing ball before, the power was more than enough.