Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 46 The Power of Intelligence Tennis

Guan Chu threw the ball up and started with a tricky serve.

boom!
  The light yellow ball shadow drew a beautiful arc and landed accurately on the inside corner edge.

call out!
  The tennis ball came at high speed. Itake Fukaji was not in a hurry, started his steps quickly, and swung the racket out with the twist of his body, intercepting the tennis ball easily and freely.

The raised dark blue hair was reflected in Kanchu's eyes. Ibu Fukaji's action of receiving the serve was remembered in his heart, and he murmured softly at the same time.

"The ball is slightly lower on the right, with an angle of 30°"

boom!
  The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, the racket in Guan Yue's hand cut down diagonally, slicing away the ball that had just bounced off the ground.

Very delicate style of play.

Seeing this beautiful chip, Ibu Fukaji's evaluation of Kanshu became even higher.

You can know the late autumn by looking at a leaf, and you can know the whole leopard by looking at a speck.

Guan Yu's serve and the cutting return just now were all very precise in controlling the timing, strength, and landing point, far exceeding those of St. Rudolph's previous players.

Itake Fukaji steps forward with his right foot, bending his knees at the same time, flattening the racket slightly, turning his shoulders and twisting his body.

Swish!
  The tennis ball spins downward and flies out, and the rebound height is very low when it hits the ground.

"Before attacking, start with a backspin."

With his lips slightly opening and closing, Guan Yue's figure quickly appeared in front, and he scooped up the racket from bottom to top.

The tennis ball flew over the net and just landed.

boom!
  Itake Fukaji moved sideways to the left and hit with a forehand.

"Then change the rhythm with topspin."

Seeing the attack as expected, Guan Yue showed a confident smile on his lips.

Don't worry, you still need to verify it again...

After the first two games, Guan Yue was shaken by the authenticity of the intelligence in his hands.

But so far, he is still very satisfied with the situation of the game.

boom!
  砰

The two competed on the court, and the first point turned into a tug-of-war.

Until another rushing and fierce topspin ball was hit by Itake Fukaji.

After touching the ground, the tennis ball flew out with great bounce.

Swish!
  The light blue racket intercepts the tennis ball in its path.

The moment the tennis ball collided with the racket, a strange soreness and numbness spread from Guan Yue's palm.

The grip strength suddenly weakened and the angle of the racket changed. In a hurry, he could only pull the racket out.

Above the stadium, a yellow light flew high and fell.

The referee poked his head out, saw the line judge's flag-holding arm raised vertically, and immediately announced the score.

"out!"

"0-15!"

“Hitting the ball with up-and-down spin over and over again puts a special force on my arm muscles.

This is."

Guan Yue shook his right hand, recalling the strange feeling he just felt, his eyes flickering.

"Appeared, Fukasa's [temporary paralysis]."

Outside the court, Akira Kamio chuckled, appearing very relaxed.

This move is extremely difficult to deal with. Although the paralysis state will only last for a short moment, once the opportunity is seized, Shenji will definitely hold on to it.

boom!
  "0-30!"

boom!
  "0-40!"

boom!
  "Game, Fudomine Middle School Ibu Fukaji, 1-0!"

"Both parties exchange venues!"

In the next three points, Itake Fukaji still used the alternating up and down rotation style of play, allowing Kansu to be temporarily paralyzed at the moment of hitting the ball, allowing him to score easily.

His serve was broken at the beginning, but there was no anxious look on Guan Yue's face. Instead, he felt a little more confident.

"Serve from Fudomine!"

Itake Shinji's eyes flashed.

Throw the ball, jump, swing!

The racket swings quickly from the top right to the bottom left of the ball.

boom!
  With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was given a strong lateral spin, causing violent friction on the ground after landing.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
  At the beginning of the month, he crossed his feet and came to the landing point in advance, waiting for the tennis ball to bounce.

But when he swung the racket, the yellow beam suddenly rose into the sky and hit the left cheek quickly.

Swish!
  The pale yellow shadow of the ball continued to enlarge in Guan Yue's eyes, and he quickly turned his head to avoid it. The tennis ball brought a strong wind and lifted the bangs on his forehead.

"15-0!"

After the referee's voice fell, Guan Yue murmured as he looked at the figure walking to the other side to prepare to serve.

"Is this Ibu Fukaji's second killer move?"

"The side spin serve is really amazing."

He gently fiddled with his somewhat scattered hair to cover up the strange color in his eyes.

boom!
  "30-0!"

boom!
  "Game, Fudomine Middle School Ibu Fukaji, 2-0!"

"This move is really powerful. Watching it off the field and experiencing it personally on the field are two completely different feelings."

After being defeated by four aces in the second game, Guan Yue narrowed his eyes and his expression changed.

"But that's about it."

Feeling the change in the momentum on the court, Ibu Fukaji raised his eyes slightly and cheered up.

"Coming?"

boom!
  The tennis ball was hit quickly from the first half of the court, and a stream of yellow light accurately hit the center line.

From his perspective, the tennis court became a dark world, and there were a few scattered light spots around Itake Shinji emitting light.

"And these are your blind spots."

Guan Yue evoked a confident smile.

After two rounds of testing, Ibu Fukaji's data was highly consistent with the previously collected intelligence.

It’s time to launch an attack!
  "The chance of hitting it to the left is 72%."

Without looking at the incoming ball, he came to the left half of the court in advance, and the tennis ball was heading in this direction. Guan Yue took out his racket, and the tennis ball flew back again.

boom!
  The tennis ball made a muffled sound after hitting the ground and penetrated from the baseline.

"15-0!"

"The chance of making a feint first and then quickly running to the net is 92%."

Seeing the figure appearing in front of the net, Guan Yue smiled proudly and pulled out the racket from bottom to top.

boom!
  A lobbed ball from a wide angle landed on the baseline of the backcourt.

"30-0!"

"If the racket angle is reduced by 15°, the chance of hitting a slice is 96%."

boom!
  Guan Yue rushed to the net in an instant and swung the tennis ball hard at the very low bounce height.

"40-0!"

boom!
  "Game, St. Rudolf's College, 2-1!"

"Exchange venues."

Looking at the ball mark on the ground, Ibu Fukaji frowned slightly.

Is this what Yuuki-senpai calls intelligence tennis?

It's really a bit difficult to deal with
  "Are you wondering?"

As the two passed by the court, Kansatsuki sneered softly in Itake Fukaji's ear.

"You have been completely seen through by me."

"Ha~"

A cold snort came from Iwu Shenji's nose, his face was stern.

Seeing this indifferent expression, the corners of Guan Yue's raised mouth suddenly stiffened, and then he spoke in a sinister tone.

"I hope you can hold on longer, I won't let you off so easily."

boom!
  A strongly spinning side-spinning serve was hit by Itake Fukaji. After landing, it soared toward the left side!

"Oh, just change the timing of hitting the ball and adjust your body position to the left. This kind of serve is not impossible to handle!"

Guan Yue confidently hit back the ball, whipping it sharply towards the shining point.

boom!
  "0-15!"

　The second chapter comes a little later and concerns the evolution of Itake Shinji.

　　
  　
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