The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 163
"The game has begun! A one-set match, Yukimura Seiichi's serve from Lihai University High School!"

Yukimura held the tennis ball with his left hand, glanced at Fuji, and then threw the ball.

The tennis ball reaches the highest point on the upper right of the front shoulder. Yukimura bends his knees and arches his back, the arm holding the racket forms an "L" shape, leads the racket behind him, and then jumps up.

With the center of gravity forward, he swung out heavily.

boom!
There was a flash of light, and a burst of cracking sound came from the racket.

The standard flat serve can no longer be standard. Although Yukimura is not a player who is good at serving, his serve still completely defeats all players who use the serve to win.

"Very good serve!"

Fuji smiled slightly. Although Yukimura's serve was fast, it was not enough in his eyes.

Buer stepped on the ground with his left foot, retreated half a step with his right foot, bent his elbow, and drew the racket backwards, then kicked his right foot hard, and while turning his body, the center of the racket surface happened to hit the rebound tennis ball.

boom!
A beam of light like a meteor shot out from Fuji's waist, which was a fast and hard flat hit.

"Your counterattack~~ is also very good!"

Yukimura took strides, bent his right foot back, lowered his center of gravity, lowered his racket head, and swiped upwards.

The tennis ball flew back with a violent spin.

boom!
boom!
The two people in the field began to pull each other near the bottom line.

Shinobu Ken also looked at the two people who kept fighting each other in the field, and couldn't help but gasped.

"These two are monsters, right?!!!"

"I don't know if it's a monster or not, but these two people are undoubtedly the top two people in the country!"

It is also rare for Ping Shanzhi to put away his funny expression and look at the two people on the field seriously.

On the court, Yukimura became more and more frightened as he fought.

Although it seems to be evenly matched to outsiders, Yukimura knows that he has already fallen into a disadvantage.

Because Bu Er has never left the 1.5-meter radius of the center line, but he has been chasing the ball exhaustedly.

Not because Yukimura didn't want to mobilize Fuji's pace, but because he was forced to return all the balls within a 1.5-meter radius of the center line.

In other words, Yukimura was suppressed by Fuji!
"no solution anymore!"

Yukimura lowered his body, the racket went from top to bottom, and the tennis ball flew towards Fuji's feet with a strong backspin.

"Yukimura is online!"

Marui Bunta watched Yukimura's actions and blurted out.

"Pfft!"

"It seems that Yukimura doesn't want to follow Fuji Moji anymore!"

Nioh Masaharu folded his hands on his chest and said lightly.

Fuji smiled slightly, and picked up the racket like fishing for the moon in the sea, and picked it up at the moment the tennis ball bounced.

A golden arc crossed the sky, Yukimura put his feet on the ground, looked up at the tennis ball in the air, and jumped up when the tennis ball fell.

"Drink!"

Yukimura held the racket tightly, and with the help of the force of the fall, he buckled it down forcefully.

Fuji rushed up to meet the tennis ball shot from the air, and at the moment the tennis ball bounced, he held the racket with both hands and shifted his focus to his right foot.

boom!
Golden beams of light burst out from Buer's racket with powerful breaking power.

pat!

Yukimura only felt a pain in his wrist, and subconsciously let go of his hand.

The racket flew away immediately.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 15:0."

Shinobu Yushi pushed his glasses, and said coldly: "Vertical jumping with the center of gravity!"

"Ah!"

Atobe laughed with great interest, "I didn't expect Fuji's seemingly slender body to possess such strength."

On the field, Yukimura picked up the racket from the ground, squinted his eyes and looked at Fuji, "I didn't expect you to have this skill, Fuji!"

Fuji smiled lightly and said, "You are too impatient, Yukimura!"

"Continue on! No two!"

Yukimura threw the ball again, leaned forward and sprinted towards the frontcourt while swinging the ball.

"Serve to the net? It looks like Seiichi Yukimura is planning to launch an offensive!"

Konosuke Shiraishi looked at Yukimura's movements and raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Yukimura would launch an offensive when he only tried one ball.

Fuji smiled slightly, raised his racket, and sliced ​​towards the bouncing tennis ball.

The tennis ball flew high into the air, and after reaching the highest point, it fell rapidly.

"This is! Fuji's White Dragon!"

Xiang Riyue exclaimed loudly.

Yukimura pressed his heels firmly against the ground, and looked up at the sky.

Turn around and sprint back, then twist your body and step on the ground hard.

Actually intercepted the falling white dragon in the air.

The white beam of the white dragon was scattered, and a golden light shot directly at Fuji's feet from above.

"This is useless!"

Ninja Yuuji shook his head, he knew very well that Yukimura's smash would not pose the slightest threat to Fuji.

Because there is no other!
The unicorn landed!

With his back to the net, his hands were raised above his head as if he were holding a sword, a golden streamer shot up into the sky, and fell straight towards Yukimura's bottom line.

Yukimura's eyes were cold, and he turned back to chase the ball without the slightest hesitation after landing, which made him catch up to the ball dangerously and dangerously.

"Touch the net! Fuji helped score, 30:0."

Although in the end he was caught on the net because of his reluctance to fight back, Yukimura did catch up with the unique unicorn and landed.

"Are you kidding me! Did you actually use the chasing to crack the ground of Budu's unicorn?"

Kikumaru looked a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect Yukimura to use this method to break the unique unicorn to the ground.

Buer wasn't too surprised, after all, his three returns were indeed somewhat unable to keep up with his own strength.

Apart from being a bit flashy, it's not very useful anymore.

boom!
Yukimura swung his racket again, and with a bang, the tennis ball shot out from Yukimura's hand.

Still serving the net!
Facing the best, if you can't take the initiative in the frontcourt, you will only slowly lose.

Take half a step back with your right foot, slightly bend your knees, and tilt your racket downwards.

call out!
The tennis ball flies back upside down.

"Amazing! I was able to aim at Yukimura's feet!"

With a fixed gaze, he couldn't help admiring.

Yukimura's foot strength is not bad, but with such a surfing speed, Fuer can still hit the ball accurately to his feet. This vision and control of the landing point are really amazing.

Yukimura bent his knees and lifted his head, and when he looked up again, Fuji's figure had already appeared above the serving line.

boom!
The racket was heavily buckled on the picked tennis ball, there was a loud bang, and a yellow glow shot out from the smoke.

call out!
Huang Mang shot past Yukimura's side, and the air waves brought up made the sleeves of Yukimura's body flutter.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 40:0."

The referee on the high chair glanced at the tennis balls rolling outside the court, and read aloud.

boom!
boom! ~~Bang!
"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 1:0."

On the player bench of Lihai University, Fumta Marui said solemnly: "Yukimura was the first to win the round!"

"Don't worry, Yukimura won't lose the game so easily!"

Sanada could hold his breath, although Yukimura was broken as soon as he came up, but Sanada knew that this small round was nothing, and the real game had not started yet.

(End of this chapter)