Net Wang Fans - Yan Gui

The second ball of the first game was still Shiraishi's tee shot.He looked at Buer who was posing, and took a deep breath.He suddenly had a feeling that Yukimura was consciously creating opportunities for Fuji to match him.Although I don't know why, it is obvious that what Fuji said before was serious, about looking forward to playing with him very much.Well, then let him confirm again, Fuji received the round table kick for the first time, was it accidental or inevitable?

"Oh oh oh! Am I dazzled? Shiraishi made more ball shadows!"

"It's true... Can Fuji still hit them back?"

Looking at the shadow of the ball flying over, Fuji narrowed his eyes slightly.Baishi was really on par with himself in some respects. Even after his triple counterattack was broken, he still insisted on using them.But he can really distinguish these phantoms, even if the number is half as many.He stepped out with his left foot, turned around neatly, took a sliding step, squatted and hit the ball back.

"Oh my god, you hit back again! It's still facing away!"

"Looking at his calm and unhurried appearance, did he see it clearly early in the morning?"

"...I never heard that Fuji has dynamic vision..."

"But... where did the ball go?"

I don't know who asked such a sentence.Only then did they realize that after Fuji made that return gesture, the tennis ball disappeared strangely.In addition to pressing the bottom line and hitting the center line, the giant bear's counterattack now has another characteristic, which is disappearing?

Like them, Shiraishi obviously fell into the guesswork of whether the right ball was on the center line or the bottom line.This is really hard to judge, because the shadow of the ball is invisible, the speed should be very fast, and the rotation should be quite violent.Shiraishi was making these guesses when he suddenly heard a slight sound of wind in the air.This site is... a corner line!Shiraishi hurriedly backed away.Judging by the sound, he didn't have enough time to hit the ball back before it hit the ground. He could only wait for it to bounce...

Bai Shi's heart sank.It's broken, Bu Er must have expected that he would not have enough time from judgment to reaction to catch the high-speed spinning ball, so it will definitely not bounce when it hits the ground!

The result was just as he imagined.The tennis ball did land in the corner on his side, just brushing the white line.It also drilled a circular hole into the sand, and stopped moving only when there was only a little yellow-green sticking out.

What a terrible speed, what a terrible rotation!Baishi couldn't help doubting himself, even if he could receive it, could he eliminate the force and rotation within a limited time?If not, it must be a replay of the scene when Sanada was facing each other: receiving the ball, but frequently going out of bounds!

"Oh... the disappearing giant bear strikes back! So the tallest ball shadow of Shiraishi just now is real?" Ninja raised his glasses.

"That kind of ball power...a level where you can't do anything even if you know you're being hit back..." Xiang Ri murmured.

"It's so handsome!" Star-eyed Akutagawa expressed the same as most of the others.

His shadow of the ball can't be seen clearly, so why don't you just return him an invisible ball?Shiraishi frowned, he felt sweat start to seep from his forehead.He has served two balls in his serve so far, but he has not scored a point; if this trend continues, it will be a matter of time before his serve is broken.He never thought that there would be a possibility of a game like today, and he was pushed to the limit.The round table kick was knocked back, and half of the phantoms were added, and the result was the same...

Fuji did not show any overjoyed expression at the result, obviously he had expected Shiraishi's reaction.He walked to the midfield holding the racket and continued to stand ready.Phantom can indeed become a killer weapon, but when the ball is seen through, it has no deterrent effect at all. "Since Mr. Baishi likes Xuying so much, then I can only accompany him, right?"

This is a declaration of war in a disguised sense.Shiraishi is clearly aware of this.Buer came here today with the intention of defeating him... Besides, there may be another piece of information revealed in his words, that is, the return ball he will use next time may have something to do with phantom...

"Ah, as expected, the soil field is more effective~~" Yukimura, who didn't need to make a move at all, folded his arms and looked at it, and he and Ken Ninzuzu who was on the opposite side also had no chance to make a move. "Sliding and stepping, it's better than the spin Ichiro was facing, isn't it, Shusuke?"

"It's also my first time trying it. I was just imagining it before, but I didn't expect that I would actually be more used to this kind of venue~~" Fuji smiled.

Everyone who heard this sentence was dumbfounded.Did they hear correctly, they are more suitable for the soil field?From the fact that the famous French Open is the place where many high-profile players fall, we can know that the clay court is actually more tiring and difficult to play.Under normal circumstances, hard courts and grass courts are used for training. Fuji has also proved his all-round playing ability on these two courts, and now he has shown extraordinary endurance and rotation!But now, before even using the skill of bottom line stalemate, he was hitting back one ball at a time!

On the third ball, Shiraishi continued to tee off.It's still a round table blow, but it definitely looks like more than twelve phantoms, but...

"It's doubled! Baishi from Sitianbao Temple is also amazing!"

"I can't see clearly at all... How can this level be reached?"

Bu Er swung a horizontal shot.Those dazzling phantoms disappeared immediately, replaced by a tennis ball flying straight up.The trend is clear, Moby Dick.

"...But is this really a white whale?" Everyone who was shocked by Fuji's first two balls couldn't help but doubt it.

"If you want, you can call it 'the white whale of the phantom', or 'a group of white whales'..." Looking at the shadow of the ball that had been blown away above the center line, Bu Er smiled slightly.

The yellow-green ball that was originally a trajectory encountered some force in the air, and it began to become a phantom.This range is getting bigger and bigger, until it is almost close to the bottom line, those phantoms suddenly fall in a straight line, pouring into a whole blurred plane spherical shadow.

"Or, 'Moby Whale Falls'." Fuji slowly completed the words.

Baishi was prepared to listen to the wind, but at this moment, the sound of the natural wind became louder, overwhelming the wind brought by the ball.Suddenly he noticed a different air flow behind him, and immediately made a backhand shot, and then felt the racket rubbing against something.The ball flew high, over the sky above Fuji and Yukimura, and headed straight for the next court—out of bounds.

"Predicting the start and end of the wind, using the wind to disrupt the original rotation direction and trajectory of the ball, and using its sound to cover up the wind of the ball - this is really a unique skill that can only be achieved by Fuer who is familiar with the wind." Shen Sheng Atobe Said.

Slow Yan flashes back...

The disappearing giant bear strikes back...

The phantom white whale...

Fuji used his strength to raise his triple counterattack to a new level.This also means that if someone can break his triple counterattack, it may not be able to resist the various changes he added.

In fact, Qingxue is the only one, in addition to genius, can he add another title of thousands of faces, right?A genius with thousands of faces, no second week to help.

In the next game, Buer cleverly used the characteristics of the field—for example, where the ground was uneven—and his own changing ball path with the natural wind, which completely exhausted the two players of Sitianbaosi.At the beginning of the second game, Yukimura finally had a chance to make a move, and he also quickly saved his serve.Ninzuzu Kenya's most proud speed was strictly restricted by the field, and he could at most make a few beautiful slides.

The crowd around the audience whispered. "Yukimura didn't use his five senses?"

"Yeah, it's weird..."

In fact, this is all part of the plan.In addition to Shiraishi serving first and he receiving the ball first, he also made an agreement with Yukimura to leave Shiraishi to him as much as possible, so of course it is best to be sober.Since the opportunity is right in front of him, he won't really wait until next year's national competition.Only by taking the initiative to attack can we better hold the future in our hands. Doesn't his past illustrate this point well?So Shiraishi-kun, please take the challenge of your own genius!

It didn't take long for the set to end.In order to prevent Bu Er's ball from not bouncing, the two people at Sitianbaosi felt that they had to try their best to hit the net and try to hit it back before the net. Method.Running too frequently quickly consumed their physical strength, and both of them were sweating profusely at the end, almost collapsing.

On the other hand, Fuji and Yukimura on the opposite side of them, although their brows were a little sweaty, they were still breathing evenly, and they obviously still had strength.

"It's your victory, and I have nothing to say about it," Shiraishi said as he shook hands after the game.He hasn't tasted such a fiasco yet, but he thinks it's helpful to improve occasionally.

"I dare not say that this is a complete victory~~" Fuji said lightly, and glanced at Shiraishi's bandage by the way.

Yukimura and Shinobu also looked over. "If you're still carrying a load..." Yukimura stopped short. "What's the secret, even we don't know!" Ren Zuqian couldn't help complaining.

Shiraishi smiled. "This is an agreement, and there is nothing I can do about it." Of course, he thought about taking off his wristbands during the game, but the more he got older, the more he realized that what Ken Zuzu said was right, they were not incompatible at all. Two and Yukimura's rivals. "Of course, I'll tell him when I go back. If I meet Fuji-kun next time, I can't play in such a shameful way!"

Oh, did you find out?But this is basically inevitable. When a doubles game almost turns into a singles game, everyone can see the directionality in it. "Then I'll just wait and see, Shiraishi-kun~~"

For the rest of the afternoon, Fuji and Yukimura were spared punishment due to their excellent performance. They practiced the ball quite leisurely, and watched the other people's running circles in dire straits.After dinner, there were still a lot of people on the tennis court who hadn't finished today's training, and they were crowded, so the two of them simply went back to the dormitory early.

"Alas..." Fuji sat cross-legged on his bedding, and suddenly sighed.From the recent games, he could finally feel a little bit of Echizen Nanjiro's mood when he retired from the torrent.If there is no opponent in the world who can fight with him, no one will be interested in fighting.No wonder he started to train his son to play tennis...Fu Er suddenly missed that uncle who was doing nothing.If it was Nanjiro, he should be able to use all his strength, right?It should last longer than last time, right?

Having said that, my impression of fainting due to collapse last time was stuck in the feeling of being light and floating, as if flying through the clouds, and I don’t even remember what tricks I used... I really want to do it again, that feeling... Uh, It's better not to faint, or Mom will have to keep him in bed for another whole week~~ But if he remembers correctly, the Echizen family will not return to Japan until next spring...

"So what's the matter, Zhou Zhu?" Yukimura heard him sigh, "You beat Shiraishi completely with the first move, what else is there to sigh about?"

"It's okay, I just suddenly remembered a perverted uncle..." Fuji replied.

Yukimura's foot almost slipped: "What? Uncle Seductive?" Although Fuer is said to be exquisite in appearance and gentle in temper, his skill is really not good enough. Which uncle is full enough to provoke him?

"What, is Jingshi worried about me?" Fuji tilted his head and smiled innocently.He knew what Yukimura was thinking, so he made the mistake.Everyone will know the identity of Echizen Nanjiro when it is time to know.

"To be honest, I'm more worried about that unknown uncle." Yukimura cooperatively put on a "he's so pitiful" expression.

"Jingshi!" Fu Er tried hard to put on a face, but it was a pity that the smile in his eyes did not have the slightest deterrent effect.

The National Youth Army trained on the dirt field for several days.After all, everyone is more accustomed to hard courts or grass courts, and dirt courts are more tests of lasting physical strength, endurance, mental strength, and baseline defensive skills than these two types of courts. They all train to the point of exhaustion.So when the coach announced that the remaining three days would be replaced by nearby hard courts, there was a lot of cheer.

But when they got there, everyone was dumbfounded.On the opposite side of their court, another group of familiar people were practicing.The coach added in a timely manner, "This is the property of the Atobe Zaibatsu", and everyone realized it together.No wonder Bingdi always trains next door to them, so it's all thanks to that Atobe master!The supporting buildings near the clay court are Japanese-style wooden houses, while the houses on the hard court side are European-style villas.Many people complained in their hearts again, luxury!

But Atobe obviously didn't pay attention to the envious and jealous expressions of the crowd.As soon as he saw Fuji in the crowd, he called him over, "Fuji, Ice Emperor held a school festival during the frosty moon, come when the time comes~~"

"Huh? Is this a personal invitation?" Fuji tilted his head slightly and asked suspiciously.

Atobe suspects that he must not know it himself. In fact, this kind of subconscious little action makes him look more... cuter?He coughed lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there any guest that I, Keigo Atobe, can't invite?"

"Ah, of course not. I just have a small question, Atobe-kun." Seeing Atobe's eyebrows raised higher, Fuji added, "Can you bring someone with you?"

"What did I think it was...Of course it's okay." Atobe agreed without hesitation, as long as he was sure he would come.