The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 551

At the end of the game, both sides retreated from the state of synchronization.

Golden Haru and Ichishi Yuji came to the net with bitter faces.

"Thank you for your advice!"

At this moment, they have no intention of being funny, and the blow they have received is really too great.

No matter who sees that their hard work over the past two years has been in vain, they will be hit very hard in their hearts.

You must know that from the very beginning, they started the so-called one-minded girl team practice towards the goal of co-tune.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Oishi and Kikumaru shook hands with the two of them and left the stage.

"Koharu, Yuji"

Seeing the golden Xiaochun and Yuji Ichishi who collapsed on the chair like walking dead, everyone in Shitenbaoji was a little sad.

The feeling of losing the game is really so unbearable.

"The semi-finals of this national competition will start soon. The representative of Tokyo Metropolitan Youth Academy will face the No. [-] singles match of Osaka's representative Shitenbaoji Junior High School."

"Youth Academy Fujisuke will face Shitenpoji Shiraishi Kuranosuke. Players from both sides are invited to play."

Just when the people in Shitianbao Temple were hesitating whether to go forward to comfort Jin Xiaochun and Ichishi Yuji, there was another loud trumpet sound at the scene.

All of a sudden, there was quite a stir in the scene.

"Hiss! Fuji Shusuke against Shiraishi Kuranosuke?"

"Did the ministers of both sides appear on the singles number two at the same time?"

"Isn't that a good deal? Look at the singles three, doubles two, and now the singles two. I seriously doubt that these two teams have passed before the game!"

The audience talked a lot, and they were obviously very surprised by the formation of troops on both sides.

Osamu Watanabe scratched his head a little nervously, his thoughts were actually guessed?
Shuryu Watanabe looked up and saw the tall player in the Seigaku team with glasses, Gan Sadaharu.

If he didn't guess wrong, the formation of troops in this scene should be the masterpiece of Qian Zhenzhi.

No, there is this one.

Osamu Watanabe looked at the chestnut-haired boy standing up beside him.

I'm afraid this one also guessed right.

Fuji and Shiraishi came to the net, and the two sides stood across the net.

"Aren't you going to warm up? No two!"

Bai Shi said lightly.

"There's no need for that, anyway, the only one who wins is me!"

Buer chuckled, and the sharpness of the words made Baishi feel a chill in his heart.

This is to eat yourself ah? !
"I hope you won't regret it by then! Come on, heads or tails?"

Shiraishi stood his racket on the ground.

"Let's face it."

After a slight glance, he said with a smile.

Bai Shi turned the racket in his hand in response, and shrugged when the racket hit the ground.

"Looks like luck is on my side this time!"

Bu Er said with a smile.

This time he took the lead.

"The match has begun, and the winner will be determined in one set. The serve of Shusuke Shuuzuki of Youth Gakuen!"

The referee climbed onto the high chair and gave the order to officially start the game.

Returning to the bottom line on the right side, Fuji lightly slapped the tennis ball twice, then flicked his wrist and threw it flying.

Bend your knees and kick your legs, and use the momentum of the rebound to make a slight jump.

boom!
Buer's arm leaned forward from behind, and a white light shot out, and it exploded in Baishi's field in an instant.

"So fast to serve!"

Everyone on the scene shivered slightly, they didn't see the shadow of the ball at all.

Can only faintly hear the long-lasting crisp sound.

Baishi's eyes narrowed slightly, he stepped sideways to lower the center of gravity, and then backhanded everything.

The tennis ball immediately flew backwards into the field of Budu.

"As expected of Shiraishi, he received the perfect serve so easily."

Qian Zhenzhi pushed his glasses, and the Bible at Sitianbao Temple was indeed extraordinary.

Tatata!
A whirlwind of blue and white swept forward in the field, and the speed of Buer's sprint surprised everyone in Sitianbao Temple.

"No two, he's so fast!"

Even Ren Zuqian must admit that if he doesn't do his best, he may not be able to catch up with Fuji's current speed.

The backspin ball that fell across the net was picked up by a racket at the moment it was about to hit the ground, and the slightly tilted racket surface lifted it to the front left.

Whoa!

A turquoise figure jumped up from the middle of the field, and under Baishi's fluttering skirt was his perfect abdominal muscle line.

Bang!
Baishi's bandaged left-handed racket slammed down, and the tail of the smashed ball swayed towards the field of Budu.

The power looks amazing.

"Hua Lan!"

Buer seemed to have expected it a long time ago, after Baishi jumped up, he also jumped up.

On the top of the dome, it seems that a burst of cherry blossoms is swept into the half of Baishi with the wind, and the petals of the cherry blossoms are shining with charming murderous intent under the sun.

"what!"

Baishi's breathing was stagnant, and the terrifying oppression hidden in the beautiful rain of flowers made his heart seem to stop beating.

Boom!
A crisp sound sounded from Baishi's backcourt.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 15:0."

"It's really gorgeous! It's worthy of being my old enemy! He even countered Shiraishi's smash with a smash!"

After putting down his left hand, he laughed loudly.

Such a gorgeous skill is really the weakness of the straight poke track department.

As we all know, Atobe's tennis is also the perfect combination of pursuit of ultimate beauty and power.

"."

Everyone in Bingdi was speechless for a while, the old enemy is just your wishful thinking, right?

"I'm going to continue, Shiraishi!"

After shifting to the left serving line, Fuji smiled slightly, raised his arm and threw the tennis ball away.

boom!
Without giving Shiraishi too much time to reflect on the shot just now, Fuji's serve has already bounced in front of him.

boom!
Shiraishi hit the ball decisively with his forehand and rushed forward. With his left hand, he has a great advantage in the receiving area on the left.

laugh!
Bu Er quickly drew forward, rubbing the soles of his feet against the ground to create a trace of sparks.

boom!
The racket in Bu's second hand firmly intercepted Baishi's diagonal kick, and a beam of clear light pierced through the air and hit Baishi.

Tatata!
The yellow-green figure was sprinting across the field, and Baishi suddenly stopped himself and held the racket high above his head with his left arm.

"Round table strike!"

Baishi's gaze was fixed, and the frame of the racket slashed heavily on the flying tennis ball in front of him.

It is also a volley with a pumping ball, Shiraishi is a silent provocation to Fuji.

The strong force pierced through the tennis ball, and the mustard yellow shadow of the ball instantly fell on Budu's frontcourt.

scoff~~~
The tennis ball left a circular mark on the ground under the complicated rotation and then bounced up suddenly, and the bright ball shadow like fireworks was flying all over the sky.

"Tennis can't be divided, Shiraishi!"

Bu Er's voice came faintly, and the blue figure brazenly broke into the golden light rain that filled the sky.

boom!
A beam of golden light passed through Baishi's cheek, and then there was a sound of tennis hitting the ground in his backcourt.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 15:0."

"Baishi's round table kick was broken by the opponent at the first ball?!"

Shinobu Ken also had an unbelievable expression on his face, that was Shiraishi's unique move.

"After all, the opponent is the No. 1 Shusuke in the middle school world, and it is not unusual to be able to do this."

Chitose Qianli sighed.

These third graders have walked all the way under the shadow of Fuji.

"Brother"

Yuta's face darkened.

Now that the two brothers represent their respective teams, he naturally hopes that his president Shiraishi can win.

It's just that Baishi seems to have fallen into a disadvantage from the beginning.

(End of this chapter)