Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 35 One person cannot bear the weight of doubles

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  In front of the net, Akira Kamio's figure started quickly. His movements were fast and powerful. With a slight swing of the racket in his hand, he drove the tennis ball into the opponent's blind spot.

boom!
  "Game, Fudoho, the score is 2-0!"

Fudomine won two games in a row. Whether it was Ishida Tetsuo's fierce strength or Kamio Akira's swift speed, Seigaku's side felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

And the only one who can stand up at this moment is Fuji Shusuke.

boom!
  Nishida jumped up to serve.

The tennis ball fell into the court and bounced, and Ishida Tetsu moved calmly to the right baseline corner.

boom!
  The racket string caught the flying tennis ball, the racket was pulled up, and the ball was quickly and powerfully rubbed from bottom to top. The tennis ball was shot out by him like a cannonball.

The speeding yellow ball shadow was accurately pressed not far in front of the baseline, and the momentum of the bounce was fierce and rushing.

"What a great ball control!"

Takashi Kawamura outside the court couldn't help but exclaimed. His shortcoming is that he cannot control his strength and often knocks the ball away.

The seniors laughed at him because of this: "With such strength, it is better to play baseball. I will definitely hit a home run."

Tread!

Just as Nishida was about to rush to catch the ball, Fuji's figure suddenly appeared from his side.

bump!
  Fuji bends his wrist back slightly, changes the angle of the racket, and lifts the ball upwards.

"good chance."

Looking at the high ball in front of him, Akira Kamio's eyes flashed, he started jumping quickly, ran to the front court quickly, kicked off his right foot, and jumped into the air.

boom!
  The racket was slammed down violently, a powerful volley and high pressure smash!

The tennis ball shot towards the ground with fierce momentum.

But it was all part of Fuji's calculation. A cold glint appeared in his eyes, he turned around quickly, and with his knees slightly bent, the racket with his right hand quickly came out.

stab-

The racket roared through the air, and a breeze blew out of thin air. He firmly intercepted the fierce smash.

The next moment, a white stream of light flew high over the net and landed accurately on the baseline.

Brown bear caught!

Its name rang in Yuuki Satoru's heart, and no matter how many times he saw such a move, he would still be amazed.

Using the centrifugal force of rotation to instantly offset the impact of a smash, many people can do this.

But then he can perfectly grasp the balance of these two forces and accurately send the tennis ball to where he wants to go.

That requires a very high sense of the ball to complete, and this belongs to the realm of genius.

Looking at Fuji on the field, Itake Shinji's indifferent expression showed a slight fluctuation.

This guy seemed gentle on the surface, but the moment he made his move, Ibu Fukaji really felt a cold aura.

Suddenly, there was a hint of fire in his deep eyes.

If there was a chance, he would like to compete with Fuji Zhou.

"Qingxue scores, 15-0!"

boom!
  boom!
  Next, Fuji took the initiative to launch an offensive, and Akira Kamio stepped forward without showing any signs of weakness and confronted him head-on.

Facing Fuji's attack, Akira Kamio kept running and hit one quick counterattack after another.

However, they were all blocked by Fuji, and they were unable to make an effective counterattack.

boom!
  "Qingxue scores, 40-0!"

boom!
  "Game, Youth Academy, the score is 2-2."

boom!
  Boo hoo hoo.
  Unexpectedly, the racket in his hand slashed downwards, and the yellow light flashed, like a baby swallow returning to its nest, and the tennis ball flew close to the ground.

"What, the tennis ball didn't bounce!?"

Kamio Akira stood there holding the racket, staring straight at the tennis ball that drew a golden line on the ground.

"The flying swallow returns to its nest with three counterattacks."

The breeze blew the hair on his forehead, as if answering Kamio Akira's question, Fuji whispered.

"Game, Youth Academy, the score is 3-2."

"Please change sides."

"Kamio." Tetsu Ishida shouted in a deep voice as he walked past the net.

Through the previous contest, he had already seen clearly the strength gap between the two sides. If Kamio continued to face off against Fuji, it would only make the point difference continue to widen.

"I understand." Akira Kamio nodded reluctantly. Although he doesn’t want to admit it, in terms of singles, he is indeed not as good as Fujitsusuke.

"But now it's doubles."

The game continues.

A gentle breeze blew across the court, and fine dust slowly spread across the ground.

Fuji's expression became slightly solemn, and Fudomine and his two men's aura changed.

boom!
  A beautiful topspin serve, arcing upwards and downwards across the net, then bounced high to Akira Kamio's left shoulder after landing.

Tread
  Seeing the serve spinning so strongly, Akira Kamio could only step back slightly to catch the ball, secretly shouting in his heart.

"You are really amazing!"

Facing the overwhelming pressure from Fuji Shusuke, Kamio Akira's eyes flashed and he fixed his gaze on Nishida Ichiji opposite him.

"Unfortunately, your flaws are too obvious."

boom!
  Avoiding the perfect area, the tennis ball flies over the net.

"Drink, look at me."

As the score gradually came back, Nishida almost forgot about Ishida Tetsu's amazing opening goal.

So when he saw a ball coming from ahead, he hit it with the racket in his hand and hit the tennis ball over the net.

"It's a flaw!"

boom!
  Tetsu Ishida was in front of the net. He shouted in a deep voice, pressed down his racket, and the tennis ball came out from Nishida's crotch.

"0-15!"

Oops
  After the ball ended, Fuji already understood the opponent's plan, which was to completely avoid him and attack Nishida-senpai with all his strength.

The next game confirmed his suspicion.

boom!
  The fierce tennis ball pulled out a stream of light and exploded at Nishida Ichi's feet.

"Game, Fudomine Middle School, 3-3 tie."

boom!
  "Game, Fudomine Middle School, 4-3."

boom!
  "Game, Fudomine Middle School, 5-3."

Akira Kamio and Tetsu Ishida launched a violent attack, focusing all their fire on Ichiji Nishida.

"There is no other way. Now I can only take the initiative to create opportunities."

The current situation was completely controlled by the opponent, but Fuji still remained calm.

To counterattack, the two of them must cooperate tacitly, so he said in a solemn voice:
  "Senior Xitian, I will support you. You only need to hit the ball close to the baseline and leave the rest to you."

"shut up!"

A sudden roar suddenly stunned Fuji, and he turned around to look.

"Damn you kid, how dare you look down on me!

I will defeat you! "

It was not until the end of the game that Nishida finally realized that he had become a flaw in his opponent's eyes.

In an instant, a strong sense of humiliation surged into his forehead, and he immediately lost his rational judgment and his eyes turned red.

"Senior Nishida, calm down." Fuji felt something was wrong and reminded him from behind.

But Nishida couldn't listen to any words anymore.

Fuji felt helpless. Playing in this state, they had no chance at all.

boom!
  "Finish it for me!"

After Akira Kamio shouted confidently, the tennis ball suddenly fell from Nishida Ichiji's side again.

"Game, Fudomine Middle School, score 6-3."

"At the end of the game, Fudomine Middle School won, with a total score of 1-0."

As the referee's voice sounded, the result of the doubles match was settled.

Before leaving the court, Kamio Akira silently glanced in Fuji's direction.

"It's not that you're not strong enough, it's that one person can't bear the weight of a doubles after all."

Shaking his head, he walked back to Fudomine's player bench. As he took a step, he could vaguely see a slight bulge in his black pants at his ankles.

(End of this chapter)