moon watch boy

"Will they agree to our substitution?" Kikumaru looked at Guanyue teaching Hashimoto skills and glanced at Coach Sakaki who was negotiating with the referee. He was a little uncertain, after all, the last game was basically the US team. Gaining the upper hand and now adding Kirihara's injury to injury, a huge advantage is in front of him, and he is about to win. How can it be so easy to agree to Hashimoto to play.

Guanyue looked sideways at Kikumaru slightly, and answered him seriously without hesitation, "I will definitely agree, Kebbin Smith came to Japan to participate in the competition for Echizen Ryoma, and he challenged the major tennis clubs in Tokyo for him, but he didn't Thinking of Echizen going to the United States, and just in time for our training to end, so with his temperament, even if their coach disagrees, he will agree."

Tezuka and Fuji looked at Guanyue and frowned slightly. They didn't expect Echizen to know Kebbin Smith. No wonder they challenged the tennis club when they were training for the tennis club. Looking for someone, but I don't know who he is looking for. Now it seems that the person Smith is looking for is Echizen most likely.

"Even if he agrees, what if Hashimoto is sure to reverse the score? We are already 3-2, and halftime is over. The skills he imitated cannot be cracked by a kid like him." Atobe looked at Guan Yue. Hashimoto next to him glanced around and was not too sure that Hashimoto could reverse the situation. After all, just looking at his shattered tango is not easy to break.

Guanyue couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, and looked sideways at the expressionless Hashimoto, feeling that his body stiffened for a moment when he was faced with Atobe's questioning, and stretched out his hand to wrap Hashimoto's shoulders, his eyes seemed to be joking Seriously, he asked in a low voice, "Hmm, are you okay, Hashimoto? Besides, the people in our tennis club are not as bad as you think, and they haven't even started yet. You won't know if it's possible until you try it. This is the best plan right now, isn't it?"

He raised his eyes and glanced at their hesitant expressions one by one. He folded his hands and curled his hair, frowning slightly. If you want to play, it is better to try to accept it than to hit your own people now, maybe the result will be unexpected, and he believes that Hashimoto will not let them down, his people, he knows best.

Hashimoto lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were hard to discern, and he looked sideways at the hand holding his shoulders, his eyes were sore, he clenched his racket tightly, looked up at the seniors, saw their dignified expressions one by one, and finally stopped On Guanyue's face, he said in a very soft voice, "I will win."

Because I have to greet him well on behalf of the manager, so I will not give up easily. He may not be able to break the ball that others cannot crack.

"Then please Hashimoto-kun."

"please."

Guanyue let go of his hand and rearranged the sweatband for him, and a trace of cold sweat broke out in his palm. In fact, he didn't know the bottom line, but after this month's performance, Hashimoto said that he might not have a chance to beat Smith. His opponent The acuity of tennis is beyond his imagination. When looking at the game of Fujijibu, the observation point is also different from that of ordinary people. Head-to-head may not lose to Smith.

Sure enough, as Guanyue said, Bells disagreed with their midway substitution at first, and Smith on the side skipped him and agreed to coach Sakaki. There was a moment of stagnation, and he didn't expect that Guan Yue was also in there, and instantly evoked a smile and cast a meaningful look at them, just in time for him to see how their tennis team lost to him.

"It's up to you, Hashimoto."

"I see, coach."

"Manager, I will not let you down." Hashimoto nodded and looked at Kebin Smith, who was waiting for him on the field, just took a step, then suddenly turned back to look at Guanyue, said softly, then turned and followed without hesitation. The shouts from the field come on.

Guanyue looked at Hashimoto's back, and the corners of his lips curled up. He was also looking forward to Hashimoto's performance. He won't let him down, right? Let's replace the table team for their tennis team to win this round.

Yukimura looked at Guanyue and was not worried about Hashimoto at all, and looked at Liu who was checking Akaya and shook his head at him, the smile on his mouth was restrained, and there was coldness in his eyes.

Liu carefully lifted his shoulder, the injured shoulder started to ache again, Chi also covered his right shoulder with an expression of pain, his shoulder was already on the verge of collapse, it was indeed seriously injured, the shadowless ball made Chi The purpose of also ending has been achieved.

"Don't be cold-faced. As for that guy, Hashimoto will greet him well for us." Guanyue stretched out her hands and gathered her clothes to comfort him softly. He couldn't bear the coldness and expression on Yukimura's body. Fortunately, they haven't followed up with him yet. Tezuka stood together, otherwise the two of them would emit air-conditioning, it was scary to think about it.

"I just think it's too cheap for him." Yukimura put away his displeasure when he heard this, and turned his gaze slightly, his tone was soft but made people shiver uncontrollably.

Watching Hashimoto serve first, Guanyue said in a flat voice, "I'm a person who likes to settle accounts after autumn, so how could it be easy to end."

"So what do you want to do?" Yukimura was curious about Guanyue's way of settling accounts after autumn when he heard Guanyue say this.

"Let's talk about it after the game." Guan Yue didn't even think about it. As for what he was going to do, he had to wait until Hashimoto finished the game. Anyway, he couldn't escape, right?

In the tee area, Hashimoto subconsciously followed Smith’s gaze and observed Smith quietly. He took out a tennis ball from his pocket, raised his hand and slapped it on the ground, and then suddenly the tennis ball was thrown into the air by him. Holding the racket in his hand, he slammed it on the tennis ball in the air.

call out!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew out of Hashimoto's racket and landed on Smith's side in an instant. Seeing the incoming ball, Smith frowned, with interest in his eyes. It would be even more interesting if he could actually spin the ball out , raising his hand to get into position, ready to hit the ball back.

He lightly tapped the ground with both feet, and at the moment the tennis ball bounced, he quickly backed away to open the distance. Outside the court, Tezuka saw this, and his eyes could not help but focus: "It turned out to be an outspin serve."

On the court, Smith, who quickly took a step back, locked his eyes on the spinning tennis ball.He stomped his foot on the ground, raised his racket, and hit back the outspin serve with a smash.

Hashimoto watched him hit his own ball back, and there was no ups and downs in his heart, because as early as when he compared it with Kirihara, he knew that the outspin serve did not have much effect on Smith, and the outspin was just to test his low end. Where, only by knowing his bottom line can he have a chance to score points.

Stepping on the basic broken steps, Hashimoto rushed to the center line, paused, took off directly, reversed and leaned forward, raised the racket tightly grasped by both hands, and there was a bang, and the white tight net instantly intercepted the yellow ball and sent a crisp sound. With the sound of the ear, the super topspin ball was suddenly accelerated by the force from the net and jumped out. The tennis ball instantly turned into a streamer, and the arc of rotation was also terrifyingly high.

Hashimoto adjusted his breath and watched the flying tennis ball instantly cast a shadow. Due to the friction force of the racket string, it was spinning and shooting shallow sparks. His topspin serve was brought forward by the racket from bottom to top. The arc of the ball brought out by the strong friction of the tilt will be shaped, and the angle of rotation is also very high. This kind of ball itself has a strong rotation into a circular arc, which can confuse the opponent and easily cause the illusion of misjudgment.

Looking at the arc-shaped ball, his eyes were fixed, and he sneered a little. Did he think that topspin was useless to him, so he played arcs? That's a pity, arcs are useless to him .

After seeing through the path of the ball, Smith immediately started to run, dodging to the net,

Seeing some changes in the arc of the falling ball, Smith didn't think much about it. The arc of the falling ball's speed was not only changed by force but also by external effects. When he realized something was wrong, his racket was already in contact with the tennis ball. Seeing a slight afterimage flying from the front of the racket, the tennis ball flew out of the court.

"What? Not an arcball?"

Looking at the ball that was wiped off the ground, he found that the moment the ball hit the ground, it didn't bounce up immediately, but wiped it quickly on the ground and went out of the field. Smith was a little surprised that he had made a wrong judgment.

"15-0!"

"That wasn't an arc just now, right?" Qianshi watched Hashimoto score a point, with joy on his face and curious at the same time that the topspin formed an arc and did not bounce when it hit the ground. Hashimoto's serve was obviously an arc.

Tezuka looked up at Hashimoto solemnly, and said lightly, "No, it's a topspin serve."

"Topspin serve??" Kikumaru was a little unbelievable. The topspin serve was not served like this. When he hit the racket, it was indeed a circular motion.

"Tezuka is right, it is a topspin serve. The speed of the topspin ball is accelerated after the shot and accompanied by the downward force generated by the strong forward rotation, making it fall faster than the general slow flat shot. , so the arc is larger than the general slow flat hit and lands faster. After landing, the ball gets another forward force due to the forward rotation, and it will only dive out and not bounce. The arc of the arc ball The speed is higher than the standard topspin serve and it is hit from top to bottom. The trajectory of the arc ball is an arc before it hits the ground, which looks like a circle. , Hashimoto-kun's shot obviously didn't bounce, it can be seen that he made a fake move when hitting the ball."

Liu explained, seeing Hashimoto's well-timed counterattack, he felt a little moved. He didn't expect him to use this method to get points from Smith.

Seeing their surprised looks, Guanyue pursed her lips. Hashimoto learned this trick when Chiba joined the club.

"Is it so powerful?" When Liu said this, Kikumaru couldn't help admiring and felt that their chances of winning were a little higher.

Seeing that he didn't see it, Hashimoto breathed a sigh of relief, took out a ball again, and swiped it!Throw the tennis ball, lift the racket again and hit a ball again, a short chip is washed out, taking advantage of the opponent's useless other skills is to get more points.

Smith, who made a misjudgment, looked gloomy. Looking at Hashimoto's short chip, his legs slightly curled up, and he led the ball into the air again. The racket in his hand suddenly pressed down, and a imitation version of Xu Rufeng went out instantly.

With a whoosh, the tennis ball shot towards Hashimoto like a shooting star. Hashimoto looked at the shockingly fast ball and quickly caught up with the ball with small steps and rushed to the landing point of the ball. However, he still has some ideas about Xu Rufeng, Senior Sanada.

Boom, the tennis ball shot out like a sharp arrow, causing a wave of heat, and the tennis ball immediately spun up and pulled out an unprecedented spin speed.

"The spin height of this outspin ball is too weird." Kikumaru stared at the high-spin ball with wide eyes. This is the first time he has seen such a high-arc high-spin ball. If it weren't for his dynamic vision, it would be better I'm afraid he didn't see the strong spin force on this ball, and what kind of ball Hashimoto returned this time, he dared to bet that it would definitely not be as simple as an outspin ball.

Seeing the high-speed and high-angle spinning ball, Smith was also stunned for a moment. This was the first time he saw such a weird spinning ball. Watching the ball suddenly slide down, his eyes were firmly locked on this ball, and he could clearly see through the numbers. The ball path, the power contained in this ball is definitely not simple.

Smith was a little hesitant in whether to catch it or not. Looking at the approaching ball, his heart sank and he planned to imitate Budu's flashback and reverse the ball to weaken the ball's spin. When the ball bounced off the ground, Smith Immediately move the racket, wanting to hit the ball back.

But the moment his racket caught the ball, his face suddenly turned ugly. The sound of the tennis ball rubbing against the net surface exploded in front of his eyes, clearly transmitted to his palm and suppressed him. The counterattack Yan flashed back and reversed and rotated, I'm afraid he would have difficulty lifting the racket.

With the racket in his hand lowered, Smith resisted the numbness all over his body and secretly mobilized his strength to hold the racket tightly. The two were in a stalemate. His face clearly saw cold sweat slipping down, and a sharp sound came from the racket. The tennis ball just flew off the racket, and flew up from the top of his head in a rapid swipe, with the speed still unabated.

The tennis ball stopped with a bang, leaving a spiderweb-like dent on the ground. The referee looked at the ball that finally landed and exhaled, "30-0! The Japanese team leads."

"Hashimoto did a great job!"

"Good job." Scoring two points from Smith in a row, Chiba and the others were so happy. They didn't expect Hashimoto to be so good. Looking at the uneasy expression on the American team's face, the anger in their hearts just now was so overwhelming. finally scattered.

"It's not bad. The external spin is finally perfected." Looking at his current state, Guan Yue couldn't help being more satisfied with his performance.

"The external spin ball has been perfected." Liu looked at Hashimoto's move and found it familiar. After thinking about it, he remembered this ball. He had seen this ball when he was in the training camp. It was far less powerful than it is now. Generally, the angle of rotation is lower than it is now. He told Hashimoto at the beginning that if he wanted to score points, he should increase the arc and speed of rotation. It is several times stronger than before, but even if he catches the ball now, he may not be sure to hit back.

"This guy is hiding deep enough, even Smith can't fight back."

Seeing Smith's darkened face, Hashimoto sighed inwardly. Sure enough, it was Smith's turn to serve the next moment. He threw the tennis ball up, stomped his feet on the ground, and jumped up.

The racket in his hand was pressed down, and there was a muffled bang, and the tennis ball turned into a perfect arc and shot towards Hashimoto Biao, and in the next moment it turned into countless shadowless, true, false, and psychedelic eyes.

Watching the phantom ball that lured Kirihara appear again, Hashimoto's heart tightened, his eyes squinted slightly and he shot the tennis balls that circled in the air and produced layers of phantom dense balls, trying to find the real ball. The beat pinched and pinched.

Guan Yue looked at the circling phantom, with a dignified expression. His tea-brown eyes projected phantoms, and his pupils were dim. He didn't even see through Smith's phantom ball. Smith's phantom ball was different from his Shadowless.

His shadowless serve has sound but no shadow, and he can’t even observe the ball path after the ball is released. It is based on the sound of breaking through the air to hide the sound of his own friction. In addition, the speed is very fast and the shadow is invisible, so it is called There is no shadow, but Smith's phantom ball has a clear sound and arc from hitting the ball to passing the net, and it also has different ball paths. They are all similar to the real ball, and they are mixed for a while, but it is hard to see which one is the real ball. .

"It has become three." Atobe murmured as he watched a string of spinning balls.

"Ah? But I saw five." Qianshi was a little surprised. He saw five balls cross the net, but how come there are three in Atobe.

"No, isn't it six?" Kikumaru jumped out from behind them, and he counted six balls twice.

If the number of balls seen by each person is different, it is almost the same as Kikumaru’s Kikumaru avatar, and also the same as Akazawa’s phantom. They are all quickly formed by using super-high-speed left-right shaking and afterimage projection to transform into a virtual ball. , and Smith's phantom ball is a little different, the principle seems to be the same, so the real phantom ball focuses on the shadow, the shadow is the shadow.

No, no, it’s not right to rely on shadows alone. The number of balls changes when flying out, and the number of shadows and balls are different when they bounce off the ground. It is difficult to see through the real balls only by shadows.

What else is needed besides the shadow? Guanyue curled her hair and kept thinking about deduction. If there are three balls, then there is only one real ball shadow. The landing point of a ball can only be hit with a half volley. No, a half volley can only be hit when the ball hits the ground and has not bounced to the highest point, but it does not rule out that Smith's ball does not bounce when it hits the ground.

Guanyue's guesses were confirmed one by one. No matter what technique Hashimoto used, he couldn't break the phantom ball, and the two points he scored first were immediately tied.

Guanyue raised her head and looked worriedly at Hashimoto, hoping that he would remember Akazawa's afterimage ball, using the principle of afterimage ball to test the bottom line first, and looking for other methods, otherwise they would keep losing points.

"The number of balls is not important. His phantom and Kikumaru's avatar are somewhat similar to Akazawa Yoshiro's afterimage ball, so breaking his phantom ball should be the same as the broken image ball and avatar." Sanada looked at Hashimoto and hadn't seen it through yet. The principle is passive.

When Sanada said this, Liu immediately thought of a way to crack the Phantom Ball, "It's a shadow!"

"Shadow has little effect. The shadow of the ball can change. The shadow alone cannot be cracked. When the mental strength is not concentrated, the phantom will be produced by high-speed shaking when the ball passes the net. It is risky whether it is three balls or five or six balls. It is very large. If you can reduce the phantom ball to less than three balls, you still can’t tell when the ball bounces off the ground. You can directly use half-volley to hit all the phantoms back together, but the success rate is also not high. There's another situation where the half-volley interception doesn't work."

"His ball still has a situation where it won't bounce." Tezuka looked at Guanyue and added that a phantom ball that doesn't bounce is more difficult to crack than a phantom ball that bounces.

"He didn't bounce the last ball, so we can't rule it out." Fuji nodded in agreement with Tezuka's words.

"No, his ball can break." Yukimura narrowed his eyes at Smith's serve, looked back at them, and said softly.

"Closed vision?" Guanyue looked at Yukimura's confident look, and said casually. As soon as the words fell, he suddenly understood, and he suddenly thought of what happened!

"Hmm! I see! You want to say that Smith's phantom ball is an illusion. If you want to avoid hitting back without bouncing on the ground, you can only avoid the phantom and observe the shadow when he serves. His shadow The change is the illusion of exchanging shadows caused by exchanging positions after landing. In fact, the shadow will not change. Only the position of the ball changes. We only need to find out the shadow before hitting the ground and hit back. No matter how many balls there are, there are shadows only one."

"That's it." Yukimura smiled slightly. Unexpectedly, Guanyue guessed it instantly, and his deduction and analysis skills are good.This is what he wants to say about the cracking method.

"15-15!"

"It's already the tiebreaker. I don't know if Hashimoto thought about it. They are still two goals away from winning."

Hashimoto raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, panting, his face flushed slightly, he was actually dragged into the protracted battle, watching the tennis ball that had just brushed his feet and landed in a circle.

His gaze was fixed for a moment, looking at his own shadow under the sun, suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind, the zenith of the gymnasium was open, and now the sunlight happened to be at ninety degrees to his shadow, which meant it was noon, and the shadow They will not be tilted more than ninety degrees away from the real thing, and he can use the shadow theorem to solve the phantom ball.

But the opponent's ball will bounce when it hits the ground, and as the number of swing balls increases, staring at the ball is easy to cause illusions, and it is easy to produce illusions of multiple numbers. It is necessary to see the shadow. down and not be fooled.

Hashimoto looked around, looked at the representative team and suddenly smiled. He knew what else he was going to do. He narrowed his eyes slightly and left a gap, imitating the second senior Liu Lian.

His few balls are staring directly at the ball, which will naturally produce the illusion of multiple balls. In fact, Smith’s serve is only one, so in order to avoid his presbyopia, he can squint his eyes and observe the shadow. What if there are more phantoms? , it has only one entity and shadow.

Seeing that Hashimoto was still in a daze, Smith took out a tennis ball and sent out another gravity phantom ball. Let his phantom ball end all of this with the last two balls. So what about the beginning of the month, their St. Rudolphs are not doomed yet in his hands.

With a bang sound, a string of phantoms circled again with the force of the flying shot. Hashimoto squinted his eyes and looked at the ground with tense nerves. Only small black shadows could be seen clearly through the narrow eye slits, and the racket in his hand waited for an opportunity. Moving, the tennis ball quickly crossed the net and galloped towards Hashimoto's left field, the speed was still well controlled.

Spotting the changing black spot on the ground, Hashimoto quickly rushed to the left field with basic steps on one foot, and slammed the racket with both hands, and slammed it on the tennis ball.

The familiar posture reminded everyone in Zhou Ren of the trick he used when he scored two points in a row. Hashimoto raised his hand and shot the ball without hesitation. The racket in his hand was like a whirlwind. Swing out.

There was a muffled bang, and the scattered tennis balls were quickly blasted out. The tennis balls shot out like bullets, and the sound of the air being torn apart could be faintly heard.

It landed at Smith's feet in an instant, then bounced up quickly, and passed by his ear again, splashing a gust of hot wind.

Seeing the warm breath rushing towards his face, Smith was stunned for a while, his face was a little gray, looking at Hashimoto who was separated by a net in disbelief, he shook his head and felt that it would not be easy to crack his phantom, definitely not He won't see through his phantom ball, he won't see through it, it is absolutely impossible to see through it so quickly, he must have hit it by chance.

Smith took a few deep breaths, suppressed the palpitations in his heart, bent down to pick up the ball on the ground, slapped it on the ground and raised it again, jumped high and turned his strength to concentrate on swinging the racket, watching the ball falling at a high speed He raised his hand and waved it down fiercely.

boom!

Seeing another phantom shot, Hashimoto held his breath, he had seen through it, no matter how many powerful phantom shots, he said he would greet him hard for the manager, so let's end it all!

Looking at the last ball, everyone was staring at Hashimoto, especially the people from the major tennis clubs watching silently. In this situation where the outcome was decided in an instant, the surrounding atmosphere exploded again.

"Come on, Japanese team!"

"Hashimoto-kun, come on!"

Hashimoto's thin figure quickly crossed the court and caught up with the ball. When the ball flew up into the air and fell over the net, Hashimoto jumped to the front of the net in an instant, squinted his eyes, and looked up. His hands were slammed down, his face trembled, and he hit the ball back with an extremely heavy smash.

Bang!

The tennis ball was shot out like a cannonball, and the clapping sound like a bomb exploded suddenly sounded over the court. The terrifying sound of hitting the ball slightly changed the expressions of everyone present.

"What a strong smash."

The tennis ball was shot down from the air and went straight down. Just by the rapid sound of tearing the air, Smith knew that the opponent had really cracked his phantom ball, and it was not luck. Will be just luck.

Seeing the unstoppable smash, Smith took steps to chase it. The next moment, the hard ground was blasted open, and cracks spread from the bottom of the tennis ball to the surroundings, abruptly stopping his steps.

"What a powerful smash, Hashimoto actually retained his strength."

"Wow! It's amazing!" Looking at the dust splashed on the ground, bursts of cheers erupted on the field again.

Hashimoto looked at Smith watching his return, licked his chapped lips, and said in a slightly cold voice, "St. Daluf's people are not something you can bully if you want to. If you can beat you once, there will be a second time. Three times, it's not that easy to win!"

"7-6, the Japanese team won!"

Hearing the cheers in his ears, Hashimoto walked slowly down the stands holding the racket. Seeing Guanyue walking towards him, he couldn't help smiling, and he still did it.