No.42 Competition 1
Jing Luo watched everything happening in front of him with relish. Whoosh... Finally he could see the prince playing ball!
Fuji was still as careless as ever, making it difficult for people to see his strength. Long, on the other hand, was full of fighting spirit, with flames erupting from his eyes. The two girls were also full of energy.
First it was Fuji's serve, a very ordinary serve that reached the opponent's court.
Are you testing it? Jing Luo smiled.
"Bang!" The ball was hit back. So fast! Although it can't beat me... Jing Luo thought a little surprised, and also praised himself narcissistically.
Kitagawa caught the ball and hit it over. "Pop!" The racket in Suzuki's hand shook twice after catching the yellow ball and fell on the leather rubber. Suzuki looked at the racket on the ground in surprise.
After a while, he regained his composure and bent down to pick up the racket. He hooked the net string with his five fingers and made sure it was not loose before he assumed a playing posture again.
What kind of ball is that? It looks very ordinary, how could it be... Jing Luo frowned and began to think about Beichuan's actions just now. By the way, when she was playing, the racket and the ball rubbed against each other once. Did she use spin? Haha
...It seems like she has some strength!
Looking at the people next to him, they all had shocked expressions.
"15-0"
Kitagawa nodded and smiled, then prepared to serve.
Eh... It looks like it's going to be a protracted battle, everyone has their own unique skills.
"30-0"
"30-15"
"40-15"
"1:0 Fuji, Kitagawa takes the lead!" Coach Ryuzaki had a hint of relief in his eyes.
"Fuji-senpai has won the serve game!" Katsuro said happily. Hey... this cute kid, have you forgotten that Kitagawa exists?
The unwillingness shown in Suzuki's eyes was seen by everyone present. It seems that he is about to show his strength, right? Jing Luo looked at Suzuki's eyes and thought in his heart.
It’s Fuji’s serve again…
...(Ziyou: Forgive me... it is too painful to write about the competition...)
"Tie 3-3, exchange venues!" Tied so quickly?! Seeing that Kazutaka Suzuki's strength is not low... Jing Luo is still watching the show.
"Senior Fuji, is it hard?" Jing Luo took a glass of water and handed it to Fuji who was coming off the field, "Thank you, little Jing Luo." Fuji smiled.
"You're welcome, you have to work hard next!" Although I know it is impossible for you to work hard... = =,
"Will do."
After wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel, he walked into the venue again.
Chapter completed!