Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 21 Shiraishi vs Goddailan

"Huh." Baishi jumped lightly, starting a simple warm-up.

Tennis is the same as other sports, you must do enough warm-up, otherwise you will be in trouble if you get cramps during the game.

It's just that when Shiraishi saw Shendailan standing loosely in the half court, his brows frowned unconsciously.

Not even a warm up.

Is this looking down on yourself?

There was no anger in Baishi's heart, but full of solemnity.

The previous battle between Tachibana Yoshihei and Chitose had already made him aware of the difficulty of the other party.

Both Tachibana Yoshihei and Chitose regard Jindai Lan as their big brother.

Obviously, God's Blue is stronger.

But the current self may not be able to win against Tachibana Jiping.

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Shiraishi looked at his bandaged right hand, his eyes flickering.

After a long time, he looked away.

As the captain of Sitianbao Temple, he shoulders the honor and future of Sitianbao Temple.

This year is already the last year.

If he fails to win the championship, he will graduate with regret.

So he cherishes every game very much.

After witnessing Lihai's dominant strength last year, he also understood that the possibility of Sitianbaosi winning the championship is not high.

Although it is a pity, we must also start thinking about cultivating the core of the future.

He looked at Kintaro Toyama, who was writhing anxiously on the referee's bench, with soft and firm eyes
"Look, Xiao Jin, you must completely record the process of the game, you are the future of Sitianbao Temple."

With this belief, he tightened his grip on the tennis racket.

Soon you will know whether you are conceited or truly powerful, God Dai Lan!
Shiraishi, whose style of play is flawless basic tennis, has also been called bible tennis.

It's just that this kind of tennis has a big flaw.

"Basics, I'm good at it." Jindai Lan turned around and took out a cross racket, and looked at Shiraishi with a smile.

"How dare he take such a racket?" Baishi's pupils shrank suddenly, and anger ignited in his eyes.

The Zhengxuan on the sidelines exclaimed again and again.

"Is this racket a sweet spot? Has he already touched that area?" The straw in Watanabe's mouth fell quietly, and his pupils trembled.

To be able to bring the Sitianbao Temple to such a height in just a few years, he naturally has a certain vision.

The place where the two tennis lines meet is the sweet spot, which is also the effective hitting area of ​​the ball.

At this point, the racket has almost no vibration, and the feedback is extremely comfortable.

For junior high school students, the sweet spot technology is still too far away.

Obviously, all of this doesn't apply to Shendailan.

"No matter what the outcome is, today's game may have a great impact on Shiraishi."

Watanabe has a hunch.

Perhaps Shiraishi will be transformed in this game.

I'll make you regret sparring with me with this racket!

Shiraishi and Shendailan looked at each other, their eyes full of desire to win.

"Pros or cons?"

"No need, you can just kick off the ball." Shendai Lan said with a smile.

Shiraishi nodded.

"Papa papa." His palms slapped the tennis ball rhythmically, his eyelids drooping.

"The match begins, Shitenbaoji Shiraishi Kuranosuke will serve."

Toyama Kintaro imitated those referees and shouted loudly.

"Here we come!" Shiraishi threw the tennis ball upwards, jumped up and swung the racket downward.

Numerous muscle memory feedbacks to the most perfect posture of the body.

Both the power and the angle of the shot are close to perfect.

However, Shiraishi has trained such a simple movement countless times.

This is his bible tennis.

"Shua!" The tennis ball flew precisely at the corner of the most boundary, and it might be out of bounds by only one centimeter.

"Very good foundation." With a calm face, Shendailan trotted a few steps, got in place ahead of the landing point, and swiped the ball as if freehand, and the tennis ball immediately flew to the bottom corner of Baishi's other half.

Equally precise and extreme.

"Master!" With just a simple counterattack, Baishi saw the subtlety.

The cross racket can not only hit back, but also control the landing point perfectly.

It is enough to see that the opponent's foundation is not worse than him.

"Tap Tat Tat." Although he was thinking about countermeasures, Shiraishi's pace was not slow, and he quickly caught up and fought back with the same perfect posture.

Shendailan hit back again without haste.

This sparring lasted 5 minutes.

The poses are perfect on both sides, but it's just...not pretty.

The Zhengxuan watching the game couldn't help but yawn.

It's like watching two robots fight boringly.

"We can't procrastinate like this." Baishi thought to himself.

He clearly felt that he was being led by Shendailan, and his ball-handling accuracy was declining.

"You must control the rhythm!"

He ran suddenly, stepped vigorously, pulled his body away in a vigorous posture like a cheetah, swung the racket, and at the moment of returning the ball, he stepped forward with his right foot, and his body immediately bounced in the opposite direction.

One-legged steps?

Shendailan was quite surprised.

But thinking about it is relieved.

This relatively basic step is not difficult, and it is not uncommon for Baishi to master it.

Take a short step with one foot, and use the bounce of one foot to speed up the starting speed. If you use it well, you can drag the opponent into your own rhythm.

But the shortcomings are also obvious.

If you walk with one foot for a long time, you will consume a lot of energy.

It seems that he has noticed something is wrong.

Very keen awareness.

Of course, Shiraishi is not only as simple as using one-footed short steps, but the spin applied to the ball will also prompt the opponent to hit the ball to the angle he expected, thus taking advantage of the single-footed short steps to seize the rhythm.

This is a very smart play.

"However, it's too naive."

Before Shiraishi could react, he saw Jindai Lan swinging the racket in an extremely twisted posture, and there was an explosion in his ears, and a bolt of lightning pierced through the half court, and bounced past the dead corner of his feet.

"15-0."

"How is it possible?! He actually grabbed the dead corner of one foot?"

Shiraishi stared at the ball marks for a few seconds, with shock in his eyes.

When he raised his head, he saw Shendailan's piercing gentle smile.

This was the first time in the game that he used one-footed broken steps, but he was directly cracked, which dealt a huge blow to Shiraishi's self-confidence.

The rhythm couldn't be grabbed, and the confidence was still hit.

It was obvious that he was completely overwhelmed.

However, Shiraishi is an experienced tennis player after all, so he immediately adjusted his mentality and sent out a perfect serve again.

"Since one-legged steps don't work, then change the routine."

Tennis is not static, it has its own foundation, and countless coping methods can be derived.

"Drink!" Shiraishi hit the ball hard to the rear corner, this time he was careful and deliberately applied more spin.

Because of the consumption of the protracted battle ahead, Shendailan's subconscious will be familiar with the unchanging feeling of hitting the ball.

Therefore, after Baishi secretly increases the rotation, it can often have an unexpected effect.

Coupled with the limitation of the cross racket, Shendailan sensed something was wrong when he caught the ball.

Unexpectedly, Shiraishi broke the deadlock so quickly.

"It's really an excellent player who pays equal attention to technique and mind." Shendai Lan secretly admired in his heart.

"Crack." With a slightly dull sound, the trajectory of the ball deviated from what was expected, and its strength also declined.

"Opportunity!" Baishi seized this precious opportunity, took a big step, stepped on the ground with his right foot as the axis, exerted strength in his waist, abdomen and arms, and slammed the ball to the bottom corner in the opposite direction with a kick.

"Tat Tat Tat." Kamyo Lan ran quickly the moment he hit the ball, and he had already predicted the direction of Shiraishi's next counterattack.

But even so, when he caught up with the tennis ball, the time to hit back was completely compressed, so even if he hit back successfully, his body was a little out of balance.

This mistake was immediately caught by Shiraishi.

The palm of his right hand is dragging the ball frame, making a backhand posture, and the racket is slightly tilted.

This is the short ball position.

"Bang!" The ball, like a dexterous elf, crossed the net and floated towards the first half in the opposite direction.

(End of this chapter)