The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 38 Training Camp Three

"Is this a racket?"

Everyone picked up the racket from the cardboard box and asked in disbelief.

Although the wooden frame is not common, everyone can still accept it, but on the surface of the frame, there are only two lines forming a cross.

Can such a racket really play?
Everyone couldn't help asking in their hearts, except for Fuji and Kawamura.

Because as early as when Fuji taught Kawamura the sweet spot technique, he gave Kawamura a racket like this and asked him to practice more.

"Surprised, aren't you? Aaron, show them a demonstration."

Seeing everyone's reaction, Buer laughed even happier.

"Burning! Look at mine!"

As soon as he picked up the racket, Kawamura's blood burned instantly.

"Aaron, red!"

He said with narrowed eyes.

"Raging flames break through!"

Kawamura took out the tennis ball and swung it vigorously.

The sound of the crosshair tennis racket hitting the ball was different from that of a normal racket, and everyone looked sideways.

The tennis ball flew straight to the far red jar with great force.

Bang!
The jar was dented in the middle by the violent force of the tennis ball, bounced high from the ground, and rolled down to the side of everyone.

"Yes! Baby!"

Kawamura shouted excitedly, waving his fists.

"Amazing! Aaron!"

Oishi exclaimed, he didn't expect Kawamura's ball control ability to improve so quickly.

"Everyone has 30 minutes to familiarize themselves with this racket, and the official start will begin after 30 minutes."

After distributing the rackets one by one, Fuji said.

Hearing that there were only 30 minutes, everyone hurried to the side to swing their rackets at the open space, hit the ball, and find the ball feel.

I have to say that this kind of cross-line racket is really difficult to grasp, and even Tezuka had difficulty hitting the ball as usual at the beginning.But Tezuka was always Tezuka, and it didn't take long for him to master the essence and use his arms and fingers.

"First one, Tezuka, green!"

As soon as Fuji finished speaking, a yellow glow shot out from Tezuka's face.

Bang!
A green can was carried away by the tennis ball.

"Akutsu, blue!"

Bang!
Yakutsu didn't give up too much, and knocked down a blue jar with a quick ball.

"Dashi, yellow!"

"Kikumaru, white!"

"Senior, black!"

Bu Er kept giving orders, and the pots on the open space were knocked down one by one.

However, except for Tezuka and Akutsu, the rest of the players basically made mistakes. Even Kawamura, who had been exposed to cross-line rackets, failed to maintain his hit rate in consecutive shots.

For two days in a row, everyone was tortured by the crosshair racket and wanted to cry.

Not everyone is as perverted as Tezuka and Akutsu. Those two guys' mastery of cross-line rackets can be said to make everyone deeply understand how important talent is in playing tennis.

……

Today is the last day of the training camp, and everyone is a little bit reluctant, after all, they can feel their progress every moment, such an experience is very rare.

"Today is the last day of the training camp, so we will draw lots for a 1V1 matchup in two stadiums to test the success of the training camp these days, and I and Senior Yamato will be the referees."

After returning everyone's rackets, Fuji took a bunch of tags and came to everyone.

After drawing lots, everyone's opponents were determined.

The first opening was Yugan vs. Kamikawa, and Tezuka vs. Oishi.

"Burning! Come on! Sir, I'm already burning with passion!"

Kawamura seemed extremely excited, urging Gan to serve quickly.

A gleam of light flashed on the thick lens, and Kawamura's data kept appearing in his mind.

"Although your stats must have been updated, Aaron, after the training camp, you still can't beat me!"

Gan whispered silently in his heart.

The ball was thrown high, then he bent his knees, bent over, jumped high, and swung his arms out with an exaggerated range.

boom!
Like a jet of water, the tennis ball flew across the court with great momentum, and hit Kawamura's left half of the court heavily, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Game, dry, 15:0."

Immediately report the score.

"That's awesome! It looks like it's been swallowed by a waterfall!"

Because he couldn't bear to see his partner being beaten violently by Tezuka, Kikumaru simply didn't go to watch the game there.

Kikumaru couldn't help cheering when he saw the super-fast serve.

"Falling down the ground? Do it, it seems that you have gained a lot from this training camp."

Sitting on the referee's seat, Fuji looked at Gan with a smile and said.

"Feipuxiedi! Buer, what a good name!." Gan Yuan hadn't come up with a good name for this trick yet, but when he heard what Buer said, he suddenly felt that the name Feipuxiedi sounded very imposing.

"I would also like to thank Shanbuki's Qianshi, whose tiger cannon gave me a lot of inspiration."

Seeing Qian jumping up again, Buer was very relieved.

I didn't expect Qian to evolve his super high-speed serve so quickly. It seems that I still underestimated the talents of these partners.

Just think of it.

"Game, dry, 30:0."

"Game, dry, 40:0."

Qian jumped up again, and the waterfall rolled towards Hecun again.

"Look at me!"

Kawamura roared, the muscles on his feet frantically exerted force, and he held the tail end of the racket with both hands, widening his defensive range.

呲!
With a brake under his feet, the tennis ball spun wildly on the racket.

"drink!"

The tennis ball was thrown high into the sky by Kawamura.

"OUT! Dry, 1:0."

Looking blankly at the tennis ball rolling down at his feet, his heart was shaken.

"I didn't expect Aaron to be able to catch my waterfall after only three shots! Not only has the power become stronger, but the speed has also become faster?!"

Gan silently updated Hecun's data in his heart.

"Hey! It's not bad, do it! Is this move called Flying Waterfall? Not only is it fast, but it's also powerful! But, sir, I won't admit defeat!"

Kawamura's thick arm muscles were knotted, and the sound of hitting the ball resounded through the audience.

"Good serve, but you can't beat me like this!"

Gan bent forward, then exerted force with his feet, and the racket slammed into Kawamura's serve.

The ball paused briefly on the dry surface before being hit back hard.

"Since this is the case, I will use this trick to repay you!"

Kawamura clapped with both hands, and the muscles in his hands swelled more and more!

"Cut the water flow!"

Bang!
The racket collided with the tennis ball with a loud crash.

The tennis ball was thrown back to the dry court like a meteorite, and the power was astonishing.

Boom!

Thunder on the ground!
A pothole was punched out on the ground piled with mud, and a burst of smoke and dust floated from the hole.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a yellow tennis ball was quietly stuck in the hole.

"What... what!"

Gan's mouth was opened wide, looking at the pothole at his feet, a huge wave surged in his heart.

If he read correctly, Kawamura's posture just now was - karate?

(End of this chapter)