Net King: Starting from Li Hai as a substitute

Chapter 130 Akutsu’s Revenge Again
"Singles No. [-], Aku Tsujin from Yamabuki Middle School will face Tousaburo Mori from Tatekai University High School."

Yanagi's face suddenly turned ugly after hearing the announcement on the radio: Sure enough, Yamabuki still wanted to end the game in the first four games!

Yanagi originally thought that Marui and Jackal's doubles must be stronger than Yamabuki's Minami and Dongfang, and the forced synchronization between himself and Niou was an absolute doubles scoring point. Coupled with Rikkai Dai's national-level singles trio, there was no chance at all. Beware of Yamabuki's formation.

But Yanagi didn't expect that he and Niou would lose the chain first in the end. If Akutsu and Izumi Amamiya were placed at No. [-] singles and No. [-] respectively for Shimoyamabuki, there would be a high chance that Tatekai would lose. .

Akutsu's appearance at No. [-] singles also confirmed Ryu's thoughts.

"Liu, don't be so serious. Although the development of the game is somewhat different from your prediction, the final result will not change."

Juzaburo Mouri picked up the racket, stretched out, and chuckled: "The kid opposite is just my defeated opponent. He will still not be my opponent this time."

In sharp contrast to Mori's relaxed expression were the solemn expressions of Yanagi, Sanada and Yukimura.

If it were last year, they would indeed have full confidence in Mori, but since Mori has not even participated in several trainings this year, and may not be as strong as Sanada now, they really have to doubt the outcome of this game. manner.

In particular, Mori's opponent is the beast Aku Tsujin who just defeated Atobe with a score of 6-4 yesterday.

But they now have no choice but to believe that Maori can win this game.

……

"The game started with one game deciding the winner. Yamabuki's Akutsujin served first."

Akutsu held the tennis ball in his left hand and stared at Mouri opposite him with a pair of yellow beast eyes.

Last year, from the regional qualifiers to the national competition, Akutsu only lost two games. One was to Atobe in the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, and the other was to Mori in the semifinals of the Kanto Competition.

The former's score of 7-6 to Akutsu can only be said to be a narrow defeat. Although the latter's score was 6-4, Mori actually did not use his full strength in that game, and the game situation was always firmly in Mori's hands.

Therefore, in terms of defeating Atobe, Akutsu actually wanted to defeat Jusaburo Mori.

"Let's see how I defeat you this time!"

The yellow pupils shrank slightly, and a gray-white aura that surged like fire ignited behind Akutsu.

Whoosh!
Akutsu threw the tennis ball into the air, swung the racket over his head and pressed down with all his strength.

boom!
As the racket fell heavily, a huge wave of air surged in the air, and the tennis ball swept towards Maori with great momentum.

"Ah, this boy has become much stronger!"

Upon seeing this, Maori's originally cynical expression suddenly became serious. He concentrated his energy, the muscles on his arms quickly swelled, and he waved the racket to stop the tennis ball.

The fluctuations carried by the tennis ball were quickly resolved by Maori's movements. He raised his arm slightly, and the tennis ball turned into a stream of light and fell towards the net.

"You move too slowly!"

Akutsu's figure instantly appeared in front of the net, his hands rising and falling with extremely neat movements.

boom!
"Akutsu scores, 15-0."

"Compared to a year ago, your strength doesn't seem to have improved much." Akutsu raised his eyebrows and showed a sarcastic smile.

Mouri was instantly offended by Akutsu's shaky expression. "Really? I hope you can continue to maintain this expression when you are defeated by me later!" Maori stared at Akutsu coldly and said word by word.

But the result was beyond Mori's expectations. Even though he was fully focused on the game, he was still firmly suppressed by Akutsu and was unable to make any effective counterattack.

Both Mori and Akutsu are players who rely on their physical talents to play, but now, as Akutsu is one grade ahead, Mouri is actually slightly inferior to Akutsu in terms of physical fitness, which speaks volumes.

Although Akutsu said that Mori's "strength has not improved much compared to a year ago" was intended to provoke, a large part of it was true.

With Mori's talent, it is impossible not to improve in a year, but compared with Akutsu, Sanada and others, his progress is really slow.

However, you can't expect that Maori, who skips training every day and is lazy, will improve faster than Akutsu, who trains hard every day. After all, Maori's talent is not strong enough to surpass everyone.

boom!
"Game, Akutsu, 3-1."

"Is this the only level of your strength?" Akutsu said with obvious disappointment in his tone.

He originally thought that today's game with Maori would be a fierce battle, but unexpectedly, Maori's strength was much inferior to that of Atobe.

Such a game and such an opponent made Akutsu unable to think of going all out.

"In that case, let's end this boring game quickly!"

boom!
The tennis ball turned into a stream of light and passed through the half court again.

"Damn it, don't underestimate me!"

Maori never thought that he would be so suppressed by Akutsu. With strong unwillingness in his eyes, he moved his legs with all his strength to chase the tennis ball.

boom!
boom!
boom!
But just a few rounds later, Mori once again showed his flaws. Akutsu swung the ball to the left corner of the court.

The ball landed far away from Maori and at a tricky angle. Even with Maori's foot strength, it was difficult to catch the ball.

This is indeed the case. When the tennis ball hit the ground, Maori's racket was still several centimeters away from the tennis ball.

Seeing that the tennis ball was about to pass by the edge of his racket, Maori gritted his teeth and removed the joint of his elbow, and the racket stretched forward a few centimeters out of thin air to catch the tennis ball.

The tennis ball flew halfway across the court and slowly fell in front of the net.

"Gross score, 15-0."

"What?" Akutsu showed surprise in his eyes. In his imagination, Mori should not be able to catch the ball.

This sudden change made Akutsu a little more interested in the game, "Does this guy have any other tricks hidden in his mind?"

Maori returned his arm to its original position with a slightly painful expression, but still looked at Akutsu with firm eyes: Even if his arm was completely dislocated in this game, he would never lose to this guy Akutsu!
boom!
"Game, gross, 2-3."

"So it turns out that the arm joints are forcibly dislocated so that you can catch the ball that was impossible to catch? It's kind of interesting, but..."

The gray-white aura on Akutsu's body returned to his body, and his original yellow pupils were once again rendered gray. "You can't defeat me with this method!"

(End of this chapter)