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The two of them played six rounds with you and me, and Kawamura was forced to start using the wave ball continuously, as if he was desperate.

But what Yan Chong uses here is just a combination of ordinary strikes and topspins and cuts.

Finally, Yan Chong made a mistake and was caught by Takashi Kawamura. A fluctuating ball came over and fell into a position beyond his reach.

Takashi Kawamura scored!

Total score, one to zero!

The classmates onlookers all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nice job! Senior Kawamura!" There were even many people cheering for him, "As expected of the players!"

Yan Chong didn't care about this.

He adjusted his breathing a little, picked up two tennis balls, and put one in his pocket.

"Now it's my turn to serve, Senior Kawamura." Yan Chong said, "I just learned to serve today!"

After speaking, Yan Chong bent his body, gently tossed the ball, and then bounced like a spring, slamming the ball out in midair.

"Good come!" Kawamura saw Yan Chong's ball path, and then leaned over, holding the racket with both hands, another swing ball!

But this time, the wave ball was not played.

The power of Yan Chongping's strike style is more than three times that of the normal return, and the speed is very amazing.

Although Takashi Kawamura judged the path and the point of the ball, he had used the wave ball too much just now. At this time, his wrists could not be used normally.

Hearing a "pop", the racket in his hand flew out.

There was a sudden air-conditioning sound on the court.

Could it be said that Takashi Kawamura, who is known for his strength, also lost in strength?

"Aron, don't fight!" Fuji Zhousuke quickly stood up and supported Takashi Kawamura.

Without the tennis racket in his hand, Takashi Kawamura returned to his shy elder brother appearance.

"I don't seem to have any strength in my hands." He gave a wry smile, "Our new student is really amazing!"

"We abstained." Bu Er Zhou said to Yan Chong.

"Don't say anything about abstaining, this is not a game originally." Yan Chong also gave him a smiling face, "This is the senior who taught me to play. I lost the game just now!"

Yan Chong said that, Takashi Kawamura was able to step down.

But everyone can see that Yan Chong now has the absolute upper hand. Whether Kawamura Takashi can pick up the beat is a question.

Yan Chong didn't just say that he was happy, he even walked over to help Takashi Kawamura for treatment.

His medical skills have improved, and it is easy to do this kind of treatment without trauma.

He confirmed Takashi Kawamura's injury and went outside to get a bucket of cold water to soak his arms in it.

"My house has a medical clinic." Yan Chong said smoothly, "I'll get you some medicated oil. After I go back, apply it on my arm. You can recover in a few days."

After speaking, Yan Chong took out a small bottle containing the "Shenlong Dew" he had previously reserved.

After discovering the miraculous effect of this thing, Yan Chong hoarded some of it.

He can't spit water out of his mouth every time, right?

Whether the effect is good or not, let others see it and find it unclean!

Seeing that Yan Chong was so kind, he immediately let go of Yan Chong's grievance caused by Takashi Kawamura.

"Thank you," Takashi Kawamura said.

"I want to thank you very much." Yan Chong said, "I have seen such a powerful swing ball. Maybe I will rely on this trick to beat the world in the future!"

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Takashi Kawamura said, "In fact, there are still some small problems with your swing ball..."

So he explained his experience for so long to Yan Chong.

The main problem is not the batting technique, but the fear that Yan Chong's use of the wave ball with one arm will place too much burden on the body, so Kawamura strongly recommends that Yan Chong switch to the safer two-handed wave ball.

"I'm fine with this." Yan Chong replied, because he really doesn't hurt. "I have bathed me with medicated oil since I was a kid. Although it is not invulnerable, I don't feel anything in my arm after a few shots."

Since Yan Chong is determined to use the more powerful but also heavier one-handed swing ball, Takashi Kawamura has nothing to say, and can only teach him everything he knows.

As for what Yan Chong can practice, it is already a height that his third-year senior can't reach.

After a while, he took his hand out of the cold water.

Even after the ice compress, his hands were still trembling. Gan Sadaji was right. He can only withstand the pressure of a wave of 17 rounds at most, but that only refers to the situation where he spontaneously used the wave.

In fact, if he wanted to receive Yan Chong's counterattack, he also needed a lot of arm strength, so he couldn't reach the number of seventeen.

He played about nine swing balls and couldn't stand it anymore.

In his heart, there was a faint feeling that he might never be able to play tennis in the future.

But after he smeared some of the potion that Yan Chong had given him to his arm, he was surprised to find that his arms had stabilized quickly without any pain at all.

"What did you do?" Takashi Kawamura couldn't believe it. "Or is your medicine really effective?"

"If the potion doesn't work, why should I recommend it to you?" Yan Chong smiled, "This kind of medicine is very precious, so save a little bit."

Takashi Kawamura knew that it was Yan Chong's credit.

His attitude towards Yan Chong has changed dramatically, and he almost regarded Yan Chong as his own brother.

"Is your potion really so easy to use?" Shuichiro Oishi said suddenly, "It's not convenient for you to give President Tezuka some..."

Although Kunimitsu Tezuka is the top player in the country, his left arm has been injured and cannot bear too much pressure. It seems that the situation should be similar to that of Takashi Kawamura.

If you hit too much, your arm may not be able to withstand the pressure.

It's just that, as the president, he has always been reluctant to make public announcements, exposing his weaknesses.

Hideichiro Oishi couldn't bear to see Tezuka Kunomitsu in such an injured state.

If we can treat Tezuka's injury, it will be a great thing for the entire youth tennis club.

"Of course." Yan Chong didn't have any need to hide privately, so he took out a bottle of potion and handed it to Dashi Xiuichiro.

"It's boring! There's nothing wrong with my hands!" Tezuka Kunomitsu said, "Are you all idle and all right, no training? All laps for me!"

Then he turned around and left the training ground.

Seeing Tezuka Kunimitsu's face suddenly scowled, everyone didn't know what was going on, and they didn't dare to ask, they could only go for a run one by one.