Fuji's face was not as serious as before. After smiling, his face gradually became dull, and his heart no longer hesitated.
Tossing the ball, bending the knees, swinging the racket, the whole action is done in one go.
Bang...
The tennis ball flew across the net quickly with the roar of the wind.
"It's getting faster."
Mouri Juzaburo's expression changed slightly. He who was originally careless began to become serious. He quickened his steps and quickly reached the landing point of the tennis ball. He raised his head and glanced at the opposite position of Fuji.
"There is time."
Bang...
The moment the racket touched the tennis ball, Maori felt that the power of the ball was stronger than before, but...
"Not enough!"
Bang...
The tennis ball was directly whipped by Maori to Fuji's opposite side. This position was Fuji's space.
"It's over!"
Shinobu in the Hyotei player area saw Mori Jusaburo hitting the tennis ball to Fuji's reverse position. He pushed up his glasses slightly and smiled slightly.
"No, not yet."
Atobe put one hand on the bridge of his nose, looked at Fuji on the court, and continued to speak in a deep voice: "The moment Mori-senpai swung the racket, Fuji's footsteps started to move, as if he had guessed Mori-senpai's counterattack early on.
Drop point."
As soon as Atobe finished speaking, Fuji on the court had already arrived in front of Tennis.
Then came a blow.
Bang...
An extremely fast yellow light passed through the mesh bag, and then hit the ground heavily.
Fuji hit the ball back, and even Maori was a little surprised, but he didn't hesitate at all. After the tennis ball bounced, he looked at Fuji's space again and hit the tennis ball to that position accurately.
Bang...
The tennis ball flew away from the racket. Mori Juzaburo raised his head and looked to the opposite side. He saw that Fuji had already raised the racket high and was waiting for the tennis ball to land.
"How is that possible?"
Seeing this scene, even Maoli, who has always been cynical, couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
"Fu Er's feet have become so fast."
In the Yamabuki player area, Shuichiro Oishi saw that before the tennis ball hit the ground, Fuji was already standing at the landing point, and he couldn't help but have a look of excitement on his face.
"Fuji's foot speed did not become faster. He just sensed the landing point of the tennis ball in advance. After Hyotei Mori-senpai swung the racket, he quickly started his steps and arrived at the landing point ahead of time."
Inui Sadaharu's eyes have always been on Fuji, and he didn't miss a trace of Fuji's actions just now.
Many main players in the Hyokui player area had expressions of surprise on their faces when they saw Fuji immediately standing at the spot where the tennis ball was dropped.
"Real or false..."
Xiang Riyueren stared at Fuji's position in stunned silence. Now, he didn't know what to say.
"My guess is indeed correct. Fuji Shusuke on the other side judged the landing point of the tennis ball the moment Mori-senpai swung the racket and moved his steps ahead of time." Atobe's eyes condensed a light and he looked at the court.
Fuji Shusuke came up, and his face was a little surprised.
"It is the pupils of the heart."
At this time, Kanna Shinichi already knew why Fuji instantly came to the landing point of Mori-senpai's counterattack. He relied not on the speed of his feet, but on the eye of the heart.
"The eye of the heart?" The Hyōtei chief candidates looked at Kanna Shinichi with doubtful eyes, and even Atobe had a hint of curiosity on his face.
"The so-called eye of the heart is a tennis ball that can be used to hit back the opponent's tennis ball just by relying on memory and intuition. It can make the player's attention highly concentrated; the reason why Fuji was able to rush to the tennis ball as soon as Senpai Mori swings the racket.
The main point is to rely on the memory of the previous battle with Mori-senpai and his amazing intuition."
Kanna Nobuichi's words made many Hyokui main candidates look worried. If it was true that Kanna Wu said that, they were worried that something might happen in this game.
Seeing the changes in the expressions of several people, Atobe on the side sneered: "Who do you think Senior Mori is? He is one of the top beings in the country. Even if Fuji has the Eye of the Heart now, if he wants to defeat Senior Mori, he
It’s still very early.”
……
On the court…
Bang...
Bang...
While everyone was talking outside the court, Fuji Shusuke on the court gradually closed his eyes, and in his own half of the court, he hit all of Mori Jusaburo's shots one by one.
Fuji closed his eyes and hit back Juzaburo Mouri's tennis ball, which shocked the audience outside the court.
"The player from Yamabuki actually hit back his opponent's tennis balls with his eyes closed..."
……
"This...Fuji Shusuke is so strong. You must know that his opponent is the national-level Jusaburo Mori..."
……
On the court, the game gradually turned into a tug-of-war. On the last ball, the two refused to give in.
Five minutes later.
Bang...
"15:40, Yamabuki Fuji scored with an assist."
After the referee finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers from the direction of everyone in Shanxi.
"Fuer, let's continue like this and make a big reversal..."
……
"Come on, Fuji, we must win..."
……
Faced with the sound of cheers, Fuji Shusuke had no time to pay attention. All his attention was on Mori Juzaburo opposite.
Another ten minutes...
"30:40, Yamabuki Fuji scored with an assist."
As expected of Fuji, relying on the Eye of the Heart, he scored two points in succession in the hands of the impatient Maori senior. However, if you want to rely on the Eye of the Heart to make a comeback, it is not enough.
Thinking of this, Kanna Shinichi stood up from his seat and shouted loudly towards Jusaburo Mori who was about to catch the ball on the field: "Senior Mori, stop playing around and end the game quickly!"
Hearing Kanna Shinichi's shout, everyone's expressions changed. They didn't expect that the competition was so intense that Juzaburo Mori on the field was not serious yet.
Maori on the court glanced at Shen Wuxin who was shouting, pretending to be helpless and sighing: "When people are sober, they are really afraid of pain!"
When he finished saying this, he looked at Fuji Shusuke on the opposite side and grinned slightly: "Since my boss has spoken, I will end the game with this goal."
Regarding Mori's words, Fuji Shusuke didn't even hear about it and still sent the tennis ball from the bottom line.
When the tennis ball jumped over the mesh bag and bounced on the ground, there was a sudden sound like breaking.
Click...
Jusaburo Mori has already appeared at the landing point of the tennis ball, and his right arm is already hanging straight to the ground.
His arm was dislocated.
But it was this dislocated arm that picked up the orange tennis ball. The tennis ball was not very fast, but it hit the net bag lightly. Then the tennis ball rolled down the net bag and fell to the ground without bouncing at all.
.
Fuji Shusuke opened his closed eyes and looked at the tennis ball staying in his half of the court, with a look of astonishment on his face.
At this time, Jusaburo Mori saw that his counterattack had scored, and the game was over. Mori pressed the dislocated arm back on his own.
When everyone outside the court saw Mori Juzaburo's operation, they were shocked again.
It's just that their shock didn't last long before it was completely covered up by the shouts of the Hyokui cheerleaders.
"oh..."
"Ice Emperor..."
"Ice Emperor..."
"Game, the game is over, the score is 6:1, Hyotei Academy Mori Jusaburo won."
"The finals of the Metropolitan Competition are over. The total score is 3:1. Congratulations to Hyotei Academy for winning the Metropolitan Competition."
The moment the referee finished speaking, there was another roar on the court, and the entire court became a sea of cheers for the Ice King.
Kanna Shinichi and many of the Hyokui main candidates stood up from their seats in the contestants area and looked at each other with unstoppable smiles on their faces.
Looking at the excited crowd, Shen Wuxin waved his hand, with a faint smile on his originally stern face.
"Let's go, shake hands with our opponents first, and then go get our trophy together."