On the field, Fuji has reached the most dangerous moment.
Whether it is the disappearing serve or the traditional serve, it has no effect in front of Mori Juzaburo, but the most important thing is that his triple return has been cracked by Mori.
In Tokyo in June, the temperature is suitable and not too hot, but Fuji's forehead is covered with sweat beads at this time.
Fortunately, a cool breeze blew by, blowing the sweat off the forehead.
Finally, he threw the tennis ball into the air again, jumped up on the spot, and swung the racket in his hand hard.
Bang...
The orange tennis ball was like a meteor, hitting the sideline of the Maori half court hard and flying quickly towards the outside of the court.
Tread...tread...
Juzaburo Mori used small steps and came to the tennis ball at the moment when it was about to fly off the court.
Glancing at the opponent's position, he casually made a reverse swipe, and saw the tennis ball fly through the net bag quickly, with a slight spin, and land on the opposite half of the court.
Before the tennis ball hit the ground, Fuji had already started running quickly. The moment the tennis ball bounced off the ground, he came to the front of the tennis ball, stretched his right hand to the extreme, then raised it high, and swung out at a very high angle and at high speed.
Slice.
Bang...
When the racket was swung, his blue eyes looked at Juzaburo Mori opposite with a gleam of coldness.
"Hey, this look is really scary!"
Seeing the change in Fuji's eyes, Jusaburo Mori didn't take it seriously. He ran quickly to the ball and said something mean.
The whole person returned to the way it was at the beginning of the game and started to play casually again.
But just when he was about to aim at the tennis ball and prepare to swing the racket, the tennis ball jumped up from his head like a wave, carrying a whale cry.
When the tennis ball appeared again, it was already in Fuji's hand. His eyes remained cold and his tone was extremely cold.
"Triple Counterattack: White Whale!"
As Fuji's words fell, the referee also announced the score.
"15:30, Yamabuki Middle School Fuji scored with an assist."
Although Fuji Shusuke's move was extremely gorgeous, after watching Kami Shinichi blow a huge hole in the wall, the referee felt that these were just small scenes.
However, the audience who saw Fuji's move for the first time screamed in surprise outside the venue.
"The tennis ball... actually flew back like this..."
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"He is truly a genius, he can actually play tennis like this..."
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The main players of Yamabuki saw Fuji scoring and were there to cheer him on.
"Fu Er...well done..."
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"Keep scoring, Fuji..."
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On Hyotei's side, several of the main candidates were also a little shocked, especially Yushi Ninzu, who was of the same type as Fuji. At this time, his eyes looked at Fuji with a hint of solemnity.
Of course, there are also those who are indifferent to Fuji's move, and Kanna Shinichi and Atobe Keigo are among them. Although the white whale move looks gorgeous, in the eyes of these two people, it is flashy.
At this time, the breeze was still blowing on Fuji Shusuke's face on the court. He raised his racket and looked at Mouri on the opposite side. For the first time in today's game, his face showed a smile: "The wind hasn't stopped yet.
I’m going to keep going.”
"Okay, that shot just now was really beautiful. I really want to watch it again."
Jusaburo Mori glanced at Fuji, with a trace of amusement on his face. The move of White Whale may look gorgeous and powerful in the eyes of others, but for Jusaburo Mori, as long as he experienced one ball, he would have the solution.
Method.
When Fuji heard Maori's playful words, he just glanced at him and then continued to serve.
Just like the previous ball, after several hits from both sides, Fuji once again took a good stance and used the white whale.
"The white whale appears..."
Outside the stadium, watching Fuji use this move, the Yamabuki main players were all excited and making noises. Only Tezuka Yumi's face was extremely serious.
Bang...
The tennis ball flew halfway across the court, made a whale cry again, and flew over Maori's head.
Maori looked at the tennis ball flying high in the sky, with a faint smile on his face. Then he saw his feet moving quickly, and he reached the bottom line in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the tennis ball that had not yet hit the ground, Jusaburo Mori directly swiped it in the opposite direction.
Bang...
The tennis ball was so fast that it traveled directly behind Fuji, leaving him no time to react.
"15:40, Hyotei Academy Mori Juzaburo scores."
After the referee finished speaking, the originally lively stadium became extremely quiet. Everyone looked at Jusaburo Mori. It was this guy who had only experienced the white whale once and easily responded with this move.
"Fuji's triple counterattack was broken so easily." Takashi Kawamura in the Yamabuki player area took a deep breath, his face full of shock and disbelief.
"This is the strength of national-level players. The current Fuji is. If we don't complete the transformation, we will lose to Hyotei's Maori-senpai in this game."
Tezuka's eyes were always on Fuji. At the beginning, he also knew that there was still a huge gap between Fuji's current strength and national-level players. But at the same time, he also understood that only by fighting against the truly strong, Fuji would be able to win.
Only then will we usher in transformation.
"Come on Fuji!" Listening to Tezuka's words, Kawamura Takashi clenched his fists tightly, and beside him, Kikumaru, Oishi and other Yamabuki Shosho were also silently cheering for Fuji.
But these...
It seems to have no impact on the next game.
Bang...
"Hyotei Academy Mori Juzaburo's score..."
"Game, score 1:1, both sides draw."
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Bang...
"Game, the score is 2:1, Hyotei Academy Mori Jusaburo is in the lead."
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Bang...
"Game, the score is 5:1, Hyotei Academy Mori Jusaburo is in the lead."
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"...0:15..."
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"...0:30..."
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"0:40, Hyotei Academy Mori Juzaburo's final point."
After the referee finished speaking, the game had reached the match point of Jusaburo Mori. Now on the court, Fujitsu is still serving.
It's just that Fuji held the tennis ball in his hand, but he still didn't serve it. He raised his head and looked at the opponent opposite him. This person's strength made him feel unprecedented pressure for the first time.
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There was hesitation in his heart.
"Fu Er seems to be wavering." Ini Sadaharu had already put away his notebook and looked at Fuji on the field, his face full of worry.
And listening to what Inui Sadaharu said, Yamabuki Shosho and Fuji Yuta in the stands knew that what they could do now was to keep cheering for Fuji Hoarse.
"Fuer, don't give up..."
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"Come on...Buer..."
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"Brother, you must not lose..."
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Tezuka Kunimitsu also focused his gaze closely on Fuji Shusuke and whispered: "Fuji, how are you going to get out of this predicament?"
Fuji, who was still in a daze, turned around when he heard his teammates' shouts and looked at his teammates. Their eyes were still full of confidence in him.
Then he looked towards the stands and saw his younger brother Yuta cheering for him with praying eyes.
At this moment, his heart suddenly became firm, and his aura suddenly changed.
The originally confused face showed a bright smile again.
Kanna Wuxin, who was in the Hyokui player area, saw this scene and frowned slightly.
"Are we going to undergo transformation? Fuji Shusuke..."
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The three chapters are over. Thank you for your recommendation votes, monthly tickets and rewards. There will be three chapters tomorrow. In addition to the end of the Tokyo Conference, Oni Jujiro should also appear.
Time flies so fast, and I have already written eighty chapters. The original outline should be about 650 to 700 chapters, with a word count of about 1.3 million, which was also the word count I estimated when I signed the contract.
But after writing it, the number of words will probably increase a bit. It is the first time for the author to write a book, and he has always read books before, so I hope everyone will bear with me if there are any shortcomings.