Net King: Obtain Kise Ryota’s ability at the beginning

Yakuzu walked to the sidelines with steps that his six relatives did not recognize, and although his face was full of sweat, his eyes were full of enjoyment.

"Yakuzu, you should have felt it too, right? You have more than enough offense, but you still have a defensive deficit.

"That's why the other person can bite you."

Kan Fuda also smiled and pointed out his current problem to Yakuzu.

And the reason why Yakuzu has such a problem is determined by his beastly ball style.

Although Yakuzin's physical strength seems to be inexhaustible, and his beastly intuition allows him to detect his opponent's movements, he has a very fatal flaw.

Yakuzu's formal tennis education was too short for him to systematically incorporate the concept of tennis into his style in such a short period of time.

So his style of play remains wild, exclusive to his super attacking style.

"Boom! Don't dictate to me, old man! "

Yakuzu's unruly personality has not changed at all, and even Kan Fuda can't make Yakuzu obediently obedient.

"Huh... Huh..."

Kanya Fuda smiled and stopped making a sound, knowing that Yakuzu had listened to his words.

Although Yakuzu has always disliked others pointing fingers at him, at this moment, Yakuzu has been overwhelmed by the flame of revenge over the pride in his heart.

He just wants to defeat the other party and take revenge on the other party.

By the way, blow the mountain to the highest throne.

On the side of Yakuzu, Mori Shouzaburo also retired from a deep sleep at this moment.

He returned to Yukimura with his body covered in dust.

"Senior Maori must not relax!"

Yukimura handed Maori a snow-white towel and motioned for him to wipe his face.

"I know little minister, I will definitely bring you the victory."

Mori Shouzaburo took the towel and draped it over his head, his voice a little dull.

"Not for me, but for us!"

Although Yukimura's voice was very gentle, Mori Shouzaburo still heard a hint of displeasure from it.

"Yes, yes, it's us!"

Mori Shouzaburo reacted immediately, he knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Yukimura values the unity of the team very seriously.

After a short break, Mori Shūzaburo and Yakutsu picked up the rackets leaning back in their chairs and stepped onto the court again.

Yikes!

Mori Shouzaburo tossed the ball away, and then swept his arm with a bright glow across the court in front of him.

Mori Shouzaburo closed his eyes immediately after the ball was sent, and it was Mori Shousaburo's talent to be able to enter a deep sleep in just a few breaths.

"Shhh!!hh

Yakuzu glanced at it, and after seeing Mori Shouzaburo enter that state of deep sleep again, he was not to be outdone, the breath of the beast was blessed on his body, and the momentum on his body suddenly became a little wilder.

Boom!

Yakutsu stepped forward and quickly cut through the surface of the tennis ball, and the mustard yellow ball shadow rose like a top through the net and fell at a very fast speed.

"A downspin ball falling through the net?!"

Chitose Chisato was a little surprised, this is not like the beastly Akuzu Ren would play before.

Again, this is not the way Tachibana likes to play.

These two people are too similar in some places.

Maori in a deep sleep state seemed to open the eyes of the sky, and the moment Yakuzu cut the ball, he spread his feet and galloped forward.

After handing over his body to his subconscious, Mori Shouzaburo's speed seemed to become faster all of a sudden.

Boom!

Mori Shouzaburo lunges forward at the limit distance, pads the bottom of the tennis ball one up, and the mustard yellow ball shadow soars into the air.

Swish!

Yakuzu's gray-white figure had already sprinted to the front with a brisk step, and the shadow formed by the sun shining on Akuzu's body instantly shrouded the head of Mori Shouzaburō.

Bang!

Akuzu's arm swept across and aimed at the aerial volley in the farthest bottom corner of Mori Shūsaburo, giving Mori Shūzaburō the slightest chance.

Boom!

"Game, Yamabuki Junior High School Yakutsuhito, 15:0."

......

"It seems that Yakuzu is starting to use his brain?"

The Shinobu Yushi looked at the gray-white figure on the field with some surprise.

When a beast acquires wisdom and dominates its body with wisdom, the combination of wisdom and wildness gives birth to a terrifying monster.

"That coach from Yamabuki is not a good stubble, he will naturally remind Yakuzu."

Trace was not surprised.

Kanya Fuda, as an old man who has coached Yamabuki for more than 20 years, must have some skills, and during the previous intermission, Jibu also saw Kan Fuda also seem to say something to Yakuzu.

Obviously, now Yakuzu has begun to change his style of play.

If before Yakuzu was just to vent the flame of revenge in his heart, now Yakuzu has begun to give up part of his useless pride in order to win.

Bang!

Bang!

"This game was scored by Yamabuki Junior High School Yakutsuhito, the score was 4:2."

......

Bang!

Bang!

"This game was scored by Yamabuki Junior High School Yakutsuhito, and the score was 5:2."

Yakutsu's sudden change in style of play apparently made Mori Shusaburo feel very uncomfortable, and he repeatedly withdrew from deep sleep to check his current situation during the match.

Yakuzu felt like a different person.

The violent Yakuzu played two consecutive games and directly held the match point of this match tightly in his hands.

"Go and die!"

The corner of his eye, which had the upper hand, widened, and his fierce eyes swept the arm in front of him and slammed down.

Bang!

The powerful topspin ball was shot out like a bullet, and the strength of the game entering the finale of the game showed no signs of abating.

Mori Shouzaburo lowered his center of gravity and pulled the racket up from the calf, pulling the ball back without the slightest pause.

Tread!

Sou!

Yakuzu, who had not wantonly attacked for two rounds, once again served the net at this moment.

The super offensive style is resurrected again.

Rumble!

The powerful kill ball crashed down and streaked through the half of Mori Shouzaburo like a shooting star.

Snap!

Without the slightest hesitation, Mori Shouzaburo took the initiative to throw himself to the ground, holding the ground with one hand and swinging his racket and volley when the tennis ball had just bounced past him.

Even though Mori Shouzaburō's arm was trembling slightly, he still stubbornly fought back against Yakuzu's sudden kill.

"Senior Maori ..."

Everyone in Lihai suddenly fell silent, when had they seen Maori Shouzaburo so embarrassed.

The dust-stained khaki robe ignited the flame in their hearts.

"Come on! Māori senior!

"Chang Sheng! Tachikai is big! Always win! Tachikai is big! "

The cry of cheering for Maori broke out instantly, which is a force that belongs to Lihai.

And Yamabuki's side is naturally not to be outdone.

Enjoying the cry of the mountain next to his ears, Yakuzu realized that he had unknowingly liked the sport of tennis.

Bang!

Bang!

"This game was scored by Tachikai Daifu Junior High School Mori Shouzaburo, and the score was 3:5."

Although Mori Shusaburo tenaciously regained a point, Yakutsu still held the match point.

After understanding that he could not easily defeat his opponent by attacking alone, Yakuzu once again converged his pride and returned to the state where wildness and reason dominated his body together.

Bang!

Bang!

Yakuzu's gray-white figure rushed straight into the air, and the weight racket wrapped around his body pressed down.

Rumble!

The straight kill ball smashed straight at Maori Shouzaburō's feet, and Mori Shouzaburo swept forward with both hands holding the racket.

The tennis ball constantly rubs against the racket line, and the violent air flow shakes the dust on the ground through the net.

Bang!

When Mori Shouzaburo finally pushed the tennis ball out, Yakutsu had been waiting on the trajectory of tennis for a long time.

"This ball! Finish you!

Yakuzu hissed, his arms stumbling forward from behind.

Mori Shouzaburo clenched the racket a little tighter, and his feet were firmly nailed to the ground.

No matter how terrifying Yakuzu's whipping ball was, he would definitely hit it back.

When the tennis ball was about to fly in front of him, the corners of Yakuzu's mouth raised, and the fierce movement of his arm was suddenly stopped abruptly.

Boom!

With a crisp whisper, a parabola that was neither high nor low hung from Yakuzu into the front of Maori .

"Yakuzu... Put short balls?!

In front of everyone's eyes, Yakuzu suddenly struck a short ball like an antelope hanging horn, causing the scene to fall into a dead silence.

"The game is over! Yuyambuki Junior High School Yakuzuhito won with a score of 6:3.

A moment later, the referee's voice broke the tranquility of the scene, and suddenly a shout burst out from the Yamabuki team.

"Win... We won!

"Great!"

"We are champions!"

Yamabuki's rest couldn't contain the joy in their hearts, rolled over and jumped into the stadium, surrounding Yakuzu.

Everyone looked at each other, and lifted Yakuzu into the air.

This is one of the heroes who won the national championship this time.

Although Yakuzu cursed everyone's behavior arrogantly, his cheeks were faintly crimson.

This feeling is wonderful for Yakuzu.

It is also destined to be unforgettable.