[Net King] Dominate the whole country

intervention

Standing in front of the window, Atobe added a little granulated sugar to the cup in his hand, stirred it with a spoon, and then carried it to the sofa, bypassed the backrest, and delivered it to the person who was sitting on the sofa looking at the painting album.

Yukimura raised his face and showed a happy smile: "Thank you Xiaojing."

Atobe raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and also sat on the sofa, holding up the magazine next to him upright, ready to start listening to Yukimura chatting about recent events while reading some news for adjustment.

Yukimura talked for 10 minutes from the beginning to the end, and then suddenly braked...

"Well, having said that, Zhou Zhu invited me to play golf tomorrow." Yukimura sat on the sofa holding a coffee cup, huddled into a small circle, looking subtle and cute.

Atobe's movement of turning pages stopped suddenly.

"Oh~" The slightly rising ending sound showed his unhappy mood.

"He said it was a tennis date~" Yukimura narrowed his eyes in a good mood, "Speaking of which, we haven't really competed yet."

"There is no doubt about the ending." Atobe closed the magazine and turned to look at Yukimura seriously, "Are you going to lose, Seichi?"

Yukimura waved his hand: "This is not an official game, who knows?"

There was a look of anticipation on his face as he spoke.

Atobu pursed his lips, his gaze became deeper and deeper.

"As for tennis, I'm also very interested in joining." Atobe said.

Yukimura looked at him with some surprise: "Really? We probably won't go to any regular club, just find a street tennis court."

Atobe touched the tear mole at the corner of his eye, and smiled meaningfully: "Isn't the tennis court on the street more interesting?"

The end is-

A wonderful double date turns into a threesome.

As soon as Fuji and Atobe met, sparks blazed, and the constant verbal confrontation made Yukimura a little awkward and amused (?).

"I didn't expect Atobe to be so leisurely. I thought that Ice Emperor, who was defeated by Fudo Peak in the Tokyo Tournament, should be fully prepared for the knockout round." Fuji's kind smile (?) looked very Moving outside.

Atobe snorted coldly: "It's definitely easy to qualify for the Ice Emperor Capital Competition, but Qingxue hasn't entered the Kanto Competition a few times, so don't you need to do your homework in advance?"

Seventeen consecutive victories in the Kanto Contest and the second consecutive winner of the National Contest, the current Rikkai Minister Seiichi Yukimura smiled and said nothing.

"I'm just doing my homework in advance. Who is more suitable for investigating intelligence than the head of Lihai University?" Fuji put his arms around Yukimura's shoulders with a smile. Well, due to the height limit, this movement is slightly deformed.

"In this way, wouldn't it be more logical for the champion and runner-up winners of the last Kanto Tournament to share their competition experience?" Atobe narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to communicate with Fuji with "kind eyes".

However, Fuji ignored Atobe very willfully: "Ah, there is a nice place near here that I think is very suitable for the competition. Seichi, let's go."

The best place is under an overpass, quite secluded, with few people around, it is really suitable for them to play.

"This is a good place, how did you find it?" Yukimura was a little curious.

The corners of Fuji's mouth raised high: "Secret~"

The two put down their ball bags, saying that they came to observe the game and discuss their skills, but Atobe, who didn't even bring a racket, naturally sat on the referee's seat.

"My uncle is here to be the referee. You should have no objections." Atobe just asked for everyone's opinions symbolically, and his tone was completely affirmative that could not be refuted.

Buer glanced at him, his eyes were indescribably subtle and sharp.

Yukimura made an "OK" gesture, and walked to the tee point first and stood up.

"If it's not a formal game, it doesn't matter who serves first." Yukimura reached out and signaled that Fuji should serve first.

"It's better to obey than to be respectful." Fuji nodded with a smile.

"Game start."

The atmosphere on the court changed instantly with this sentence.

Unlike the usual leisurely geniuses, Budu is even more serious on the field than in official games, a side that even Qingxue's companions have never seen.

"It's windy." Fuji stroked the tennis ball in his hand, closed his eyes and felt the direction of the wind.

Yukimura frowned slightly. Although he had never faced Fuji in the first place, he was famous for his genius triple counterattack technique. Liu even did a special study on it, and once discussed with him how to face each other head-on on the court. , what means will be used to meet it.

The moment the yellow ball flew high, Yukimura moved.

No matter what kind of serve, the speed, spin, and landing point of the ball can be judged, as long as the landing point is found...

Yukimura froze in place, the feeling of the tennis ball disappearing in front of the racket... He turned his head abruptly, but the ball had already landed in the blink of an eye.

The corner of Buer's mouth curled up into a masterful smile.

But the next second—

Yukimura reappeared behind the ball, holding the racket tightly with his right hand, ready to strike, and before Fuji could react, Atobe had already read out the score: "15-0."

Yukimura exhaled lightly, and patted his chest: "It really surprised me, you deserve to be Zhou Zhu. Before Renji once praised you as the No.1 who controls the wind, it seems true now, but I didn't expect There are times when his numbers are wrong."

"A mistake?" Fuji chuckled, "Well, is this serve different from my previous data?"

"But you are not a person who can be seen through by data," Yukimura turned his head slightly, "Hey, Xiao Jing, if you were on the court, how would you deal with this ball?"

Atobe caressed the tear mole at the corner of his eye: "This ball can't be caught before it hits the ground. If it were me, I would definitely attack after it hits the ground. However, this ball can't determine where it landed..."

"So, how did you do it, Seiichi? Even I can't tell where the ball landed until it bounced, but you—" Fuji's voice stopped abruptly, and he was suddenly aware of Yukimura method.

"That's right." Yukimura raised the corner of his mouth, "As long as it bounces up, you can judge where it landed, right?"

Fuji opened those dazzling ice-blue eyes, and looked at Yukimura seriously: "Oh, it seems that I underestimated the enemy... But next, it won't be so easy."

"I look forward to it."

Fuji quickly fulfilled his promise with practical actions.

Sadaharu Gan called it a genius that cannot be measured by data, but Fuji itself has too many possibilities and creativity.When he realized that Yukimura knew his own style of play and unique skills, he quickly abandoned his original style of play.All the skills that are not good at, all the flexibility of speed and even the weaknesses of habits are constantly repaired and refreshed in just 5 minutes.Such a frightening high-intensity physical, mental and even psychological game requires too much pressure, and the only person who can easily switch between them is Fuer Zhouzhu.

—how terrible.

These four words popped out of Atobu's brain unexpectedly, but they were his most real psychological feelings at the moment.

Qingxue's best friend, Zhou Zhu, really hides his secrets.As if he was completely reborn in an instant, he tore off his gentle camouflage, revealing his sharpest fangs.

Who says geniuses have no edge?He just hasn't met an opponent worth unsheathing yet.

Yukimura's movements are still more than calm, but his burden at the moment is not as easy as Fuji's.To deal with an opponent who changes every minute, you can only force your brain to run with him.

But wouldn't this completely fall into the opponent's rhythm?

Tracebe pondered.

His eyes grew brighter.

This is definitely an exciting duel, and its significance has far surpassed the practice match that the two said, and it has been sublimated to a higher level of competition.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose.

Atobe really wanted to replace anyone standing on the field at this moment, and complete a stunning performance vigorously.

But he can only be a quiet bystander.

Yukimura wiped the sweat from his brow.

He took a few breaths.

I can’t remember how long it has been. He has never experienced such a hearty game. In Lihai’s national competition, he often played the role of strategizing. The outcome is the first. Tennis, just second.

But at this moment, he completely enjoys tennis, enjoying the pleasure brought by tennis.

"This is—" Atobe exclaimed.

A silver light flashed across the field, and the vertical lift disappeared from everyone's sight.In the next second, he appeared in the second half as if apparating, and landed leisurely.

Yukimura frowned, he clenched his racket tightly, and slowly turned around to stare at the clear ball mark.

unprecedented.

Only these four words appeared in Yukimura's mind.

The situation on the field seems to have begun to change subtly. With the landing of the ball, although Fuji is still far from catching up with Yukimura in terms of score, he is slightly better in momentum.

"Do you like this gift?" Fuji slightly nodded his lips, smiling playfully, "This is a new trick, or you, Jingshi, can name it?"

Yukimura lowered his head and chuckled twice, then turned and walked to the tee point: "I don't like to name tricks that I haven't seen through."

At this moment, his fighting spirit was finally ignited.

Atobe put himself into Yukimura's place, and he knew that he couldn't do better than Yukimura.He's already far ahead, though the tide appears to be turning.

Failure to crack Bu Er's ultimate move will inevitably make that move a deadly weapon.

So what do you do next?

Trace Department waited with bated breath.

Yukimura was not depressed by the small defeat just now.

On the contrary, he was very excited.

——I don’t know how long I haven’t encountered such a difficult trick!

Full of imagination, creativity, the guy on the opposite side, is so much fun!

Yukimura thought so, the movements in his hands were not messy at all, and a light kick-off was completely different from the painting style just now.

"Testing is useless to me." Fuji chuckled, and easily fought back, "Do you want to induce me to use the trick just now? Although it is not perfect, there is no problem~"

As soon as the words fell, the miraculous ball once again flew high and vertically rose and disappeared in Yukimura's eyes.

A small reflection appeared in the sky.

In the next second, the ball landed on the ground.

Yukimura's eyes lit up, and he suddenly laughed: "I understand!"

"Have you found a solution so quickly!" Atobe stood up from the chair in shock.

"Is the second ball still a bit reluctant?" Yukimura sighed, and then looked at Fuji with confidence, "Next ball, next ball, I will definitely untie it!"

In the iris-blue eyes, there was a slight burning flame of war.

Fuji smiled and nodded, his lips moved slightly as he turned his back.

"Jingshi..." melted in the wind.

The third serve, and sure enough, the ball rose vertically again and disappeared before his eyes.

"It's not really disappearing!" Yukimura jumped up, swung his racket, and correctly caught the invisible ball in a cloud of air without a trace, "You use the optical illusion to reduce the impact of the ball's speed and rotation on the sound , but it is impossible to truly make the ball invisible." Said the ball fell to the ground.

"...15-30." Atobe was stunned for two seconds before reacting, and then clapped involuntarily, "As expected of Seiichi!"

Fuji sighed decadently, and sat down on the ground suddenly: "Okay, I regret it, if I continue to fight, I will lose too badly, and I can't create a stunt."

Yukimura smiled brightly, crossed the net and reached out to Fuji, "That's a very powerful move." He pulled Fuji to his feet.

"Since this trick has been cracked by me, I can name it now." Yukimura lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then clapped his hands suddenly, "The sound is weak, the ball is fast, and the whereabouts of the ball are strange. To sum up, it is called How is Swift?"

"Is it the fastest flying bird in the world?" Fuji nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Atobe came over and said, "What a disappointment. It would have been a good match."

Fu Er smiled: "There is no other way. It was just an exciting competition, and I didn't want to win or lose. I also had to consider the Kanto competition and even the national competition. I don't want to reveal too many cards in advance."

"Is that really the case?" Yukimura's smile remained the same, but he was clearly suspicious.

Fuji shrugged: "I don't like to lose, not to mention there is Atobe on the court, anyway, the victory and defeat have already been decided."

"What do you mean I'm here!" Atobe jumped.

Yukimura hurriedly stroked his hair twice: "Since this is the case, why don't we make an appointment again after the game is over, and we must go all out next time."

Fuji smiled and said, "If I try my best, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight back. ... But then again, tennis is fun, isn't it? Enjoying tennis is more important than any victory or defeat."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows in surprise, confused by Fuji's blunt turning point.

Enjoy tennis?I always feel that Buer is implying something.

Atobe was dissatisfied with the two ignoring him, took out a bottle of sports drink and handed it to Yukimura.

"Where's mine?" Fuji naturally spread his hands and looked at Atobe.

Atobe snorted before handing over a bottle of drink.

"Next time, I also want to compete with Xiao Jing." Yukimura propped his chin and looked at the trace department.

Atobe's eyes lit up: "You can come to my uncle's house."

Taking small bites of ice cream, Buer blinked and raised his hand silently: "Add me!"

Yukimura frowned: "Of course."

Atobe's mood was instantly gloomy when the sky was clear just now.But no matter what, looking at Yukimura's smile, I always feel that although a "third party" was inexplicably inserted today (you are the third party to be reasonable), it is very rewarding.

The author has something to say: I said in the comments before that the Ministry of Tracing and my sister are of course not awkward.

Haha, this one is to tell you what the real Shura field is.

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