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The next day, before the sun had fully risen from the horizon, it filled the sky with brilliant colors like a red gem. Fuji Syusuke had already arrived at the court of the seaside park.

He and Lin Bei have already agreed on today's duel.

In addition, they also specially invited a referee to ensure the fairness of the game.

The two stood at opposite ends of the court, looking at each other as if they were communicating. In the end, they didn't say anything, they just silently began to guess the right to serve.

This kind of tacit communication makes people feel that the friendship between them is more than a simple competitive relationship.

Every time they look at each other, they are full of mutual understanding and respect, as if they are silently conveying: Let us speak with our strength.

The game begins and ends, Fuji serve. "

13 the referee announced, the sound echoing in the early morning air and causing a ripple.

Fuji Syusuke took a deep breath, as if to inhale all the courage and strength. Then hit the ball hard.

The tennis ball flew towards Lin Bei's corner like an arrow off the string, breaking the tranquility of the morning.

When Lin Bei saw this scene, he immediately ran quickly, like an agile leopard, to fight back.

His reaction speed and strength are amazing, and every movement is full of strength and determination, like a mad tiger... running on the grassland.

You can imagine how fast Lin Bei is!

On the other side, Fuji Syusuke did not stop. He quickly surfed the net, his eyes fixed on the rotation of the tennis ball.

"It's a topspin ball!"

He thought to himself. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring closely at the trajectory of the tennis ball.

He stretched his racquet forward and hit the tennis ball accurately.

The tennis ball flew over the net and landed on the ground without bouncing.

Instead, he slipped out from Lin Bei's feet.

"15-0!" the referee announced.

Lin Bei looked at Fuji Syusuke and smiled:

"Well done, Fuji, but I won't give you another chance."

His voice was firm and confident.

Fuji Syusuke's eyes narrowed when he heard this sentence:

"Then let's try it."

His voice was defiant. After the words fell, he typed the disappearing serve in the form of cut serve.

The tennis ball flickered in front of Lin Bei's eyes, and finally disappeared from his eyes. But just when Fuji Syusuke thought he had the point.

"I've... seen through it!"

Lin Bei suddenly laughed. He suddenly looked to the right, where a violently accelerating tennis ball appeared.

"The so-called disappearing serve is to suddenly accelerate and change direction in front of the opponent, making it look like the opponent's field of vision has disappeared."

Lin Bei explained: "As long as you know the principle...there is nothing to be afraid of."

Lin Bei raised the racquet and jerked it. There was a bang. The tennis ball was whipped back by him, just like a cannonball, and flew towards Fuji Syusuke!

Fuji Syusuke did not expect Lin Bei to counterattack like this. He reacted quickly and hit the ball back.

The competition between the two became more and more intense, and the ball speed became faster and faster.

At a critical moment, Fuji suddenly used his trump card.

His racquet suddenly pressed down, and a powerful force was transmitted from the ball 817 to his wrist, then through the arm and finally to the racquet.

The movement of the tennis ball is like a phoenix spinning in the air, and then swooping down instantly. This is his move - Phoenix Flashback.

"Phoenix Flashback!"

His voice echoed on the Internet court.

As his voice fell, the tennis ball flew through the net at an extremely fast speed, and then bounced quickly on the ground, but did not bounce again.

This time the Phoenix flashback was faster and more violent than the previous Yan flashback, which caught Lin Bei by surprise.

Lin Bei could only watch the tennis ball passing by his feet.

He couldn't react.

"0-30!" the referee announced. .