[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

No matter what it is, he will never allow himself to continue to be such a "mistake" in the eyes of others!

They are no longer young. Even if it is a tug-of-war, Yukimura, who is not in peak physical condition, and Morales and Moreno, who are both going downhill, have only a [-]/[-] chance of winning.

None of them are gamblers. For the final goal, the score of every ball landing is now so important.

More than ten years of big and small competitions have been enough to cultivate a tacit understanding between Morales and Moreno that is far superior to others.

This kind of stalemate is unnecessary, almost every second is not bad. The moment Morales retreated, Moreno's body glowed——

"The Song of the Priests!"

The audience who are familiar with the old player outside the court cheered.

After studying their opponents for so long, Yukimura and Fuji naturally knew each other's moves very well.

Although Moreno has always insisted that his different dimension is a priest with a broad mind to communicate with the gods, but compared with the traditional priest who people think of as a white robe and spotless priest, the will body looming behind him, However, he was only surrounded by a large piece of fur, standing barefoot, with an aura of strength all over his body.

But it is such a rough man, at this moment, his eyes seem to contain the whole world.

It was just a ball, and there seemed to be a sound of exhorting music in the ears of Yukimura and Fuji. The sound was not like a high mountain and flowing water, but more like a lullaby from his mother when he was young, with a soft and holy atmosphere.

Such a ball seems to be light but without strength and without threat.

If it is an ordinary person, at this time, I am afraid that I have already indulged in such peace and forgotten everything.

But Yukimura and Fuji didn't, their eyes were focused on the fluffy tennis ball.

"Boom-"

Obviously such a weak ball, the sound it made when it hit the ground was horribly inconsistent.

Bu Er closed his eyes, as if immersed in the music, but when the ball bounced, the figure appeared in another direction as if teleported!

The rebroadcast camera closely followed the figure of Fuji.Countless people stared wide-eyed, trying to find any clues from the big screen.

For a long time, Moreno's different dimension has been known as "erratic".Such a powerless skill, but the biggest reason why the opponent feels a headache is not the slack feeling brought by the rhythm, but-at that moment, you can't touch the tennis ball.

At that second, the landing of the tennis ball was an illusion.At the same time, no one can hear the real direction of the ball from the rhythm of that piece.

Moreno knows that his excellent hearing can be said to be a talent, but what he needs to do today is-to make his talent the biggest failure!

And he failed.

Because Buer's racket and tennis ball are different from those players in the past at the moment of contact, the feeling of hitting - it is real!

The tennis ball was spinning at high speed, and the second the net touched the tennis ball, he knew that he still underestimated the power of the ball.

He had to hold the racket with both hands, and his wrists were tilted at an angle, but the intended purpose of unloading force was not achieved. The irregular rotation of the ball was due to his improper prediction in advance, and it was too late to add any force. trick!

In other words - if he wanted to fight back, he had to really fight back with his own strength!

Many people in the auditorium made regretful voices.It can be clearly seen that this young man from Asia does not have such strength to fight back, even if his sensitivity is amazing.

But in the next second, just as everyone imagined, Bu Er seemed to finally be unable to hold on, and withdrew the racket——

The tennis ball brushed past his ear as if uncontrollably—

"Snapped!"

But the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

Don't forget, this is a doubles match.

"Boom!"

The big screen was playing back. At the moment when he knew that he could not fight back, he simply gave up the idea of ​​hitting back. Instead, he used the momentary stagnation of the tennis ball in his hand to reduce part of the spin and control the ball at the same time. Its direction accurately landed diagonally behind itself!

And Yukimura also reacted very quickly behind him when he had no hint, and at the same time took over the ball that had dropped by eight points and scored with a tricky smash counter——

"Game win by Fuji & Yukimura, 3-2!"

The arena was silent.

Then there was an instant burst of cheers!

It's not that those fans are fans of Yukimura and Fuji, but at that moment, everyone applauded for the cooperation of these two teenagers!

The two people in the arena clapped their hands indifferently and tacitly.

Morales frowned slightly, meeting Moreno's gaze with some doubts.

How does Fuji Shusuke judge the point where the ball lands? !

——In this game, there are really more and more doubts about the opponent.

The players on the field were cautious and naturally began to feel a little timid. Instead, Qian and Liu, who were watching the live broadcast on the other side of the mainland and still had a habit of collecting data, looked at each other.

Qian hesitated: "Fu Er just now..."

Liu Fu'er: "The 80% chance is... luck."

Others who secretly prick up their ears to hear their judgment: ? ? ? ?

"Aron's sushi is really getting better and better meow~ Bunta, eat this!" It was supposed to be Qinggaku's dining place, but now it's used to the many candidates of Lihai University, Kikumaru is eating the sushi in his hand Listening to the analysis of the two data experts, "Wait, you said that Fuji just didn't know where the ball fell?"

Then they still clapped their hands and acted like that!

"I'm afraid the opponent thinks that Yukimura and Fuji have already planned a strategy..."

"These two guys...really..."

Kirihara added: "Crafty and cunning!"

"Snapped--!"

"Ouch!"

This is Sanada's immediate iron fist service.

Sighing for the little kelp who has no dignity at all even though he is already the team leader, Liu continued: "It can't be said that it's all about luck..."

"It should be that Buer already knew Moreno's tricks well before." Liu pointed to Moreno who was serving in the new game, "Look, his usual hitting technique, before hitting back, his right wrist will subconsciously deflect the angle— —”

"And in the song of the priest, because of the high requirements of different dimensions for players' basic shots, this will make Moreno's ball path involuntarily produce some deviations."

"Here." Gan also drew the range in his notebook, "In this way, there will be three fan-shaped return routes."

After finishing the drawing, looking at the emphatically drawn black line, I sighed dryly: "I can only say that the probability of choosing one of the three is the best luck..."

It's too good to be true.

Looking at Yukimura again, I'm afraid these two people are really not the messengers of the God Realm, the kind with the aura of the protagonist?

Yukimura and Fuji's kind of self-confidence, let the opponent's hands be restrained at one time, and the suppression of the ultimate move, if Moreno is not an experienced veteran with excellent psychological quality, I am afraid that he will not be able to fight at this time.

However, it is directly equivalent to sealing one of the opponent's attacking tricks. For people like Yukimura and Fuji who are very good at finding opportunities, this game is already doomed.

They won this game!

After defeating the veteran king, Yukimura and Fuji's name will completely become famous in the tennis world——

After Echizen Minamijiro, there is another rising tennis star in Japan!

"Yukimura Seichi, Fujisuke!"

"This is a very exciting game." Facing an interview with reporters, Morales said, "Although we regret that we will stop here."

He looked directly at the camera, patted his old partner who was a little depressed, and smiled: "But I have to say, the younger generation is awesome."

"Then do you think Yukimura and Fuji can win the Australian Open?"

"They are really very good tennis players. Since they beat me and Moreno, I naturally hope that they will win the championship." Morales smiled, "But the game has changed too much. It’s not about boasting here, they must be champions.”

"However, I will cheer them on."

After answering the reporter's question in an official tone, Morales was about to leave, but Moreno grabbed the microphone with one hand: "Yukimura boy, Fuji boy, defeated us, if you don't win the championship, I will laugh at you Forever-!!!"

The loud voice and ferocious expression made the reporters look at each other in blank dismay.

As is tradition, the winner's interview is always delayed.

With simple congratulations and the already memorized answer script, Yukimura and Fuji ended the interview very quickly and with ease.

In the face of Moreno's call from the reporter, Yukimura also smiled: "It seems that seniors are very optimistic about us, and we will continue to work hard to live up to the expectations of seniors."

Seeing Yukimura's innocent and harmless answer in the live broadcast, the teammates who knew his true temperament shuddered.

As expected of a pair with Fuji, these two people are really good at pretending...

The reporter on the screen has finished the interview and made a summary of today's game. Everyone who didn't watch the game has already started a thorough dinner session. Long's father rolled the sushi inadvertently turned his eyes to the TV, and the last shot roughly swept over the rest In the room, he smiled with some relief: "The relationship between Mr. Fuji and the minister of Lihai University is really good...just like the little girl now, holding hands when walking."

"Pfft—" This is the sound of spraying water one after another.

Kikumaru turned his head stiffly, looked at the blurry figure on the TV, but anyone who was familiar with it could recognize it, and stumbled: "No two, no two..."

"Yes, yes." Gan smiled awkwardly, "They have always had a good relationship..."

Long's father didn't care about the sudden silence in the house, and quickly diverted his attention to continue making sushi.

But on the other side, Liu and Sanada looked at each other, and their faces turned pale: Yukimura's mother...is not as easy to fool as Kawamura's father.

"Well, that's a good time! Well... hey, why do you guys..."

Facing the ignorant Chi Ye, Liu sighed and patted his head: "It's nothing, you can eat quickly."

It seems that for the two families, the storm is really coming...

The author has something to say:

emmmmm Seeing the update, I feel that someone will say that the corpse is fraudulent...