"The next game is a singles No. 3, with Youth Academy Yuta Yuta vs. Narikazu Shonan Ruorohiro! Now, players from both sides are invited to enter!"

"Tsk, aren't those two guys?" Ruoto Hiro put his head on the brim of his tennis cap and stared at Tezuka Kuniki and Fuji Shusuke with bad intentions. Ruoto Hiro would not forget that Tezuka Kuniki and pried away their guards at the door of the conference venue!

"Since the two of them dare not play, then start packing up from the guy in front of you!"

"This guy..." Fuji Yuta said coldly. Fuji Yuta could clearly feel the hostility in Ruoto Hiroshi's eyes.

...

"The game starts, and Hirohiro Suzuka Shonano serves the ball!"

"Young Scholar guy!" Ruoto Hiroshi pointed his hand at Fuji Yuta. "Who will the opponent you will face next?"

Fuji Yuta stared at Ruruto Hiro with his eyes looking at the mentally ill patient.

"Then it's him, transform!" Ruotohiro threw the tennis cap on his head into the air, and instantly put a POSS on his head. When the tennis cap fell in front of him, he stretched out one hand and instantly put the caught hat on his head.

"Is this guy's brain OK? " Looking at Ruoruto Hiroshi's fancy movements, Fuji Yuta felt more and more that there was something wrong with Ruoruto Hiroshi's brain.

"Let them see your power! Ruoren!" Huacun Aoi looked at Ruoren and asked slightly at Ruoren Hong in the rest area of ​​Xiangnan in Chengcheng.

After the voice change, Ruoto Hiro, who was holding the tennis ball in his hand, took a pose that most tennis enthusiasts were extremely familiar with. After throwing the tennis ball, he quickly swung his slap. The tennis ball was like a bullet, and in the blink of an eye, it flew across the court and landed in front of Yuta Fuji.

However, although Rutohiro serves fast, those who accompany Fuji Yuta practice can be Hanyu Takeha. Fuji Shusuke's level players, such a tennis ball speed is nothing to Fuji Yuta.

The moment the tennis ball bounced back, Fuji Yuta hit the ball back with a top-spin ball.

"I actually called my serve back?" A trace of surprise flashed across Ruoroto Hiro's face.

"But that's all!" Ruotohiro's racket suddenly hit the tennis ball flying back, and it was still a fierce and heavy blow. The high-speed tennis ball brought out a sharp airflow.

"It's too weak. Not to mention compared with Senior Hanyu and Senior Kawamura, with this kind of power, even that guy in Taocheng's smash is not stronger than your serve!" Fuji Yuta responded lightly.

Fuji Yuta took the ball with a draw, and the tennis ball instantly returned to Hiroruto.

Although with solid basic skills, Ruotohiro and Fuji Yuta fought back and forth, Ruotohiro was slowly suppressed by Fuji Yuta, and this was still the case that Fuji Yuta had not used the super half-intercept that he was best at.

"Is this kind of play style imitating the bullet Peter Sanputras?" As the number of rounds continued to increase, Qian Sasaki had also noticed the play style of Rakuto Hiroshi.

"Is this guy, like Hanyu, Hiroo, and Karoshita, also an imitation tennis player?" Qian Sasaki pushed his glasses and said. "However, compared with Hanyu and the others, his strength is much weaker!"

"Super half-intercept!"

After the next round, Fuji Yuta decisively used a super half-intercept when Ruotohiro made a small mistake. The tennis ball drew an arc in the court, landed on the bottom line, and rushed out of the court directly.

"Youtha Yuta scored 15:0!"

"What?" Ruoroto Hiro shouted in disbelief.

Ruoto Hiro could not believe that he would lose to Muji Yuta even though he imitated Bullet Peter Sanputras.

"There is nothing impossible! But your strength is too weak." Fuji Yuta responded lightly.

"It's just a point, don't be too arrogant! Bastard!" Ruoto Hiro let out an roar, and another bullet serve!

"It's useless! I've seen through this move!" Fuji Yuta, who had already figured out Ruoto Hiroki's style, instantly appeared at the landing point of the tennis ball.

The moment the tennis ball bounced back, the racket in his hand suddenly slashed towards the tennis ball like a sword.

"Outer rotation ball!"

With a violently spinning tennis ball, he passed through Ruruto Hiro directly.

"Youtha Fuji Yuta scored, scored 30:0!"

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!" Ruotohiro continued to serve in disbelief!

Fuji Yuta took a small step and appeared at the drop point again. Facing the tennis ball, the same external rotation ball was turned on!

"Youtha Fuji Yuta scored, scored 40:0!"

After serving twice in a row, Fuji Yuta was easily hit back. No matter how well Rutohiro did, he knew that this was not a coincidence.

"Since the bullet Peter Sanplas doesn't work, then change the character and transform it!"

"His style of play has changed! Is Hewitt the one who imitates now?" With just two short balls, Qian Sayuki once again saw through the tennis player imitated by Ruoto Hiroshi.

"However, although the style of the game has changed, this is still useless to Yuta. No matter how the style of the game changes, the gap in strength cannot be made up by changing the style of the game!"

As Qian Satoshi finished speaking, Fuji Yuta succeeded with another super half-block.

"Youth Academy Fuji Yuta won, with a score of 1:0! Youth Academy leads!"

"How is this possible!"

Not only Ruotohiro, even Huacun Aoi in the rest area was shocked.

Ruorihiro's strength is second only to Reiji, the Kancheng-South Shoku, and is the second-ranked figure in Nansui of Seizuki.

But it was Ruotohiro, the second-ranked figure in Shonan Nari Castle, who was easily defeated by Fuji Yuta in the first game.

You should know that compared with third-grade students such as Hanyu Takeha, Fuji Yuta's strength can be said to be the lowest among the players of Qingxue.

"There is still a chance! As long as Ruo Ren can constantly change his style of play so that his opponents can't get used to it, there is still a possibility of winning!" Huamura Aoi stared at Ruo Ren Hiro, hoping that Ruo Ren Hiro could win a game in the subsequent game.

But reality is cruel.

Facing Fuji Yuta's external spin serve, Rutohiro couldn't even make a counterattack in the second game, so he lost the second game.

...

"Youth Academy Muji Yuta won, with a score of 6:0, a total score of 3:0! Youth Academy won!" The referee announced loudly.

With Yuta Fuji winning the singles No. 3 match, Qingxue has successfully advanced to the next round of the match.

However, due to the competition system, Youth Student still needs to play five games.

"The next game between Youth Academy and Shonan singles against No. 2 will be played by Youth Academy and Shusuke against Shin-chanan Kamikaku Reiji!"

"Come on, brother!" As Fuji Shusuke stood up, Fuji Yuta, who had a towel on his head, cheered loudly to Fuji Shusuke.

"Don't worry, I won't lose!" Fuji Shusuke smiled and rubbed Fuji Yuta's hair, then walked to the court with a racket.

"Not two! No two! No two!"

"Master Buer! Master Buer!"

With Fuji Shusuke on the stage, the whole venue instantly sounded cheering for Fuji Shusuke. However, the ones who cheered the most were not Taocheng Takeshi, but the flower-in-law guards before Ruotohiro!

"Damn it, these shameless girls!" The Funny Guards, who were suppressed by Ruoto Hiro's Flowery Guards, were waiting fiercely, with an expression that they were eager to get rid of them.

"Okay, Tokuka! They are also cheering for Senior Buji, there is no need to be angry!" Ryuzaki Sakurano said while comforting Tokuka Kosaka.

"How can those people come back to me compare with my cheering voice?" Kosaka Tomoka said angrily.

There seemed to be a huge sea of ​​fire rising behind Tomoka Kosaka!

"Hoeo, Katsuo, Katsuro!"

"In!" X3.

Horio Satoshi and the other two answered one after another.

"What are you doing when you are stunned? Why don't you cheer for Senior Buer? You are still boys! You can't even compare to the voices of those girls!"

"Senior Fuji! Come on! Come on, Senior Fuji!" After scolding Horio Horio Horio and others, Tomoka Kosaka immediately cheered for Fuji Shusuke.

"Tomoka, she is so terrible!" After Horio Horio Horio's Horio trembled, he quickly waved the flag to cheer for Fuji Shusuke.

"Senior Buer!" "Come on!" "Senior Buer!" "Senior Buer!" "I will win!"

On the court, the match between Fuji Shusuke and Reiji Kamikawa officially began.

"The game begins, and the Youth Academy Buji Zhoushu serves!"

The limit of hard work!

The moment the referee finished speaking, a golden light shone on Buji Zhousuke's body, and an extremely sharp aura pressed towards Reiji Kami Castle!

After the second doubles match, after the end of the second doubles match, Fuji Shusuke understood that Yuzuo Zhuye hoped that he and others would defeat Chengcheng Shonan as soon as possible. Fuji Shusuke, who had already figured out the thoughts of Yuzuo Zhuye, would naturally not keep his hands.

Buji Zhou Shuo held the tennis ball and fell vertically. When the tennis ball fell to his chest, the racket in his hand instantly swung out!

Bang!

The tennis ball turned into a green stream of light and flew over the court in an instant!

Reiji Kamichi chased the tennis ball expressionlessly, and waved the racket, but just as the racket was about to hit the tennis ball, the tennis ball suddenly disappeared from Reiji Kamichi's vision!

Buji Zhou Shu’s signature football skills will disappear!

After the racket fell, Reiji Kamikawa's face also changed a little.

"Youth Academy's best-selling Zhou Zhu scored, with a score of 15:0!" The referee announced instantly.

"This ball will disappear just like just now!" Fuji Zhousuke said with a smile, and the serve that will disappear again.

Although Fuji Shusuke had already reminded Reiji Kanche in advance before serving, the disappearing serve could not be able to fight back just by relying on reminders.

Not sure is something that you don’t know, but it’s not just mathematics.

"Youth Academy's Buer Weekly Scores, 30:0!"

"Youth Academy's Budian Zhoushu scored, with a score of 40:0!"
To be continued...