Wang Wang's dream color

Bypassing the entire row of wooden houses, an open flat land was displayed in front of everyone, and the three courts that had been divided were juxtaposed. There were all kinds of baskets and nets, which was quite a training style.

"To tell you the truth, I have always been only interested in individual combat. The reason why I accepted to help you train this time is also because everyone in Ryuzaki's mouth has a lot of room for improvement."

"So, my training does not refer to groups, but individuals."

The training explanation officially started, and Baishan became more serious, "So, in the next week, I will formulate a designated and unique training plan according to the level of each of you. As for the so-called group gathering, it is your own business." gone."

"Today is the very beginning of training. I don't know anything about your specific strength, and I am looking forward to it. I hope that you will try your best and don't let me down."

"Yes!"

Hearing everyone's uniform answers, Baishan stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

"Okay, Ryuzaki has briefly introduced the characteristics of each of you, and I have made the order of the practice match based on this. Let Keiko tell you."

In response, Keiko popped out of nowhere, held a piece of paper, and ran to Baishan's side bouncing around.

"Ahem! The games are going on in parallel. The first is the first game: Nagasaki Naryo vs. Fuji Shusuke on the first court, Kawamura Takashi vs. Kikumaru Eiji on the second court, and Echizen Ryoma vs. Kane Sadaharu on the third court. The second game : Court One is, "

Keiko paused, then blinked slightly, "Takeshi Momoshiro vs. Nagasakigawa, the second court is Echizen Ryuya vs. Tsuka Kunimitsu, and the third court is Kaido Kaoru vs. Oishi Shuichiro. More than that!"

Hearing such a distribution, everyone secretly looked at their opponents with obscure eyes.

"Players for the first round, take your place!"

Without giving everyone much time to think carefully, the flames of the competition were about to break out.Naryo, Fuji, Kawamura, Eiji, Echizen, Gan, stepped out of the queue, raised their heads, and faced the first challenge!

"Sister Naliang, are you treating Fuji-senpai?"

Sakura, who was off the field, stared at the field, whispering to herself, with some worry flashing in her eyes, Fuji-senior.

"Why, worry about your senior?"

Long Ya's frivolous voice came from beside her, and it sounded flattering, "I thought you would care more about the little ones, Sakura-chan!"

"Longya, did I know Echizen very well before?"

Sakura tilted her head, doubts appeared in her gentle eyes.

"I always have a feeling of deja vu to him, and even dream about some fragments. I don't know if it is him, but I feel that it seems to be a very precious existence."

Hearing Ying Nai's words, Long Ya was stunned, and it took a while before she laughed.

"Ah, I don't know if you are familiar with it, but you once had a very cherished tennis ball, it seems that he gave it to you. However, the answer to the question of whether it is a precious existence or not will have to wait for you to recall it yourself. "

"Please advise."

The opening whistle of the game finally sounded. Standing on court No. [-], Nai Liang and Fuji both smiled and signaled, and each retreated to the court, holding rackets, ready to fight.

"Court No. [-], the first game, Nagasaki Naryo vs. Shusuke Fuji. Winning or losing is determined in one set. In the first game, Fuji serves."

Keiko, who served as the temporary referee of Court No. [-], spoke in a dignified manner, her eyes were slightly curious, and she cast her eyes on Fuji who was about to serve.

"'The Vanishing Tee'?"

Seeing Fuji's serve posture, Sakurano squinted her eyes and began to watch the game.

"15-0."

disappear?

Nai Liang stood on the court, closed her eyes, and shook her head slightly in her heart. I really don't know what the old man Baishan is thinking. This kind of skilled golfer is against her.

"Skillful golfer? The old man is trying to show them off?"

Holding his chin playfully, Long Ya had a playful look on his face, "Na Liang is a skilled golfer, his nemesis."

"15-15."

On the second ball, Fuji still used the 'disappearing serve', which still had the impression of disappearing after passing the net, but was instantly counterattacked by Nai Liang's slightly smiling swing.

After the upward arc, the ball line landed lightly on Budu's backcourt, and the "disappearing serve" was broken.

Still smiling slightly, Fuji did not seem to be surprised by the fact that his trick was cracked. He focused on Naliang who was standing calmly opposite him, and a vigorous fighting spirit rose in his heart.

He had a certain premonition that during this week, he would face unprecedented powerful enemies, and he would be able to elevate himself to a higher and stronger realm through these powerful opponents.

For the third ball, instead of using the "disappearing serve", he tossed the ball, leaped, swung the racket, and surfed the net. The movements were all done in one go, which made Nai Liang's eyes shine. This person is smart enough!

No fancy skills, no too strong strength, pure see-saw, a dozen non-stop back and forth, the game was already going on quite eagerly in the first round.

And the special racket in his hand also started to play a role at this time. Multiple weight means multiple consumption. Both Naliang and Fuji are full of fighting spirit and never give in. In the dazzling back and forth of the ball line, what was already changed quietly.

"30-15."

"45-15."

Two swings failed, the direction was wrong, Nai Liang turned around, looked at the shot that landed in the opposite direction, the corners of her lips curled slightly, she made a mistake.This person looked at Buer, who was smiling tenderly on the other side, and there was a gleam of admiration in Nai Liang's eyes, did he use the seesaw to confuse her?

"That's how it turned out. I used the same line repeatedly in the see-saw, and finally found the right opportunity to swipe the ball with lightning and change the direction of the ball. This made Nai Liang, who was used to the previous line unintentionally, inaccurate in her judgment."

Ying Nao nodded, and glanced at Long Ya beside him, "Look, there is suspense in this match."

"Sakura-chan, are you kidding yourself?"

Long Ya smiled, what she said made Ying Nai stunned, but she was speechless, she could only turn her eyes to the field again.

"You, not bad."

Holding the pat, Nai Liang walked back to the arena, looked up at Fuji, her tone was appreciative, but with a hint of arrogance, "I'm a little interested."

At the same time as the first court started, the other two courts also started the game, but the progress was much faster than the first court, which had been going on for a while.

"Burning! Burn!"

"Yeah!"...

The atmosphere on the No. [-] court was much hotter. Whether it was Kawamura's explosive personality or Eiji's dance-style shots, they all aroused the interest of Baishan who was watching the game.

"What Ryuzaki said is really good. These children are very interesting."

Hearing Baishan's excited tone, Chuan, who was by his side, secretly sighed for everyone in Qingxue. Getting this vicious old man interested means that he will be trained hard, hard!

However, Chuan cast a sideways glance at the expressionless Tezuka beside him, and snorted coldly, this guy deserves to be fucked!

"1-1."

The second game ended with Eiji's reverse blow, and the score was temporarily tied. The two completely different types must be another continuous tough battle.

"The probability of a straight shot is 70%."

With words in his mouth, he rushed to the net, hit with a straight arm, and successfully returned the straight ball in front of him. The calculations in his heart became more accurate and faster. "Probability of going online is 90%."

"30-15."

"45-15."

"45-30."

Based on the statistics, Echizen has both offense and defense, and the second game seems to have entered a stalemate. This has some advantages for Echizen, who won the first game with a spin serve.

"Come back to the backcourt and score 80% of the time."

After more than a dozen rounds of stalemate, Gan made a calculation and hit a long lob, which successfully broke through Echizen's defense line in front of the net and won the second game.

"cut!"

Echizen, who was chasing the ball backwards, pressed down on the brim of his hat, waved his unaccustomed retake, raised his eyes, his eyes were surprisingly bright, only looking at his opponent, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

"Senior, is that all your stats are?" Tezuka on the sidelines looked at the figure with an extremely arrogant tone, his eyes gradually darkened and became unclear.

But Qian Qian, who was opposite Echizen, was startled when he heard the words, are all these annuals so arrogant and arrogant.

Thinking of this, his tone couldn't help but become a little more serious, "It's just that? Since you are so arrogant, why don't you break my data and see!"

"Humph!"

Echizen smiled confidently, slapped his hand again, and pointed at the other party, "But that's all, you are still far away!"

The clear and arrogant voice resounded throughout the audience. The originally clear sky had turned dark at some point. At this moment, as if to echo Echizen’s words, there was a faint roar of thunder, and the entire audience was suddenly under the sudden atmosphere. , into the heat of battle.

"Then you, let me see you!"

When Gan heard Echizen's provocation, he laughed back in anger, raised his eyes, and spoke righteously.

"In the third game, Echizen serves!"

"Hmph! Is it an outspin serve again?"

Looking at Echizen's movement of jumping up and swinging the racket, Qian raised his hand slightly, his eyes filled with confidence, "Sorry! It's no longer useful to me!"

As soon as the words fell, the ball came over the net, and the shot bounced off the ground and shot straight to Qian's face.

His eyes hidden behind the lens flashed, his feet were already out of the way, and the handle of the racket, which had already been gaining momentum, turned to a precise angle in an instant. break!

"Yo! It's not bad!"

Facing the compliment from Echizen who didn't care much, Gan raised his hand to adjust his glasses, his voice didn't fluctuate.

"Your trick is indeed tricky, but it has been used too many times. I have already recorded the data and obtained the method of cracking it through analysis."

"Next, facing me who has memorized your style of play, what are you going to do, Echizen."

Hearing Gan's sarcasm, Echizen pursed his lips slightly, but said nothing, only raised his racket again, and started to serve.

"Didn't you say it, it's useless!"

Resolutely hitting back the serve that flew towards him, Gan was calculating the data quickly in his heart.

"60% Internet access rate... Pull the ball diagonally and score!"

Muttering to himself, after a few rounds of back-and-forth, Gan raised his racket and scored again with a long-line pull.

"30-0."

"The lob...the return rate is 50%, the short straight shot..."

"45-0."...

"2-1."

With a confident swing of the racket, the ball was heavily pressed on the bottom line, ending the almost one-sided round.

The author has something to say: oops. . .In fact, this kind of data man is quite scary~~