The Prince of Tennis

Inoue looked serious and did not answer her words.After a long time, he looked at Jujuping deeply and said, "Maybe, Qingxue can't win."

Horio said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle what are you talking about, take a good look, now our Qingxue is leading! With the fisting senior Feiyan returning to the nest, Qingxue will surely lead all the way to the end!"

"That's different, Fudo Peak..." Inoue's tone suddenly stopped, and the little boy's words just appeared in his mind: "It is just a victory that gives them the illusion that they can push everything. Enough, I can let it go!"

"Hehe, it depends on the final result." Inoue smiled and shook his head. It is not easy for these middle school students to compare each other.

"Want to rely on Feiyan to return to the nest to win the game? Stop dreaming! We have gone through so many hardships up and down the Fudo Peak, but we won't lose here!" Ishida squeezed the racket tightly, and extended his arms greatly. The forearm was bent forward in a strange position.

"Drink!" With a roar, the muscles on Ishida's arm began to bulge abnormally, and the veins of blood vessels all burst out, hideous and terrifying.

"What, what is that?" Fuji was taken aback, a trace of terror flashed in his ice blue eyes.

"Taste mine-wave ball!" After the muscles in Ishida's hand swelled to the limit, he exhausted all his strength and swung towards the flying ball.

"Boom!"

A ball ran across the air, like a missile ramming, the entire trajectory of the ball turned into a bright light of the thickness of the calf!

"This ball can't be caught!" Fuji's powerful strength made him have a judgment in his mind for the first time. With his own strength, if he hardly receives the ball, not only his arm will be broken, I am afraid that the unstoppable ball strength will also be Will cause damage to your torso.

"However," Fujia looked awe-inspiring, "This kind of violent ball, the momentum of check and balance in the tug-of-war will be completely biased towards the immovable peak. It is impossible for my Feiyan to be one against two in the nest. I'm sure to lose. I can't let Fudo Peak score any more!" He showed a firm face, standing still holding the pat with both hands, actually wanting to make a step.

"Fuji-senpai!" The Horio trio, Sakurano and others couldn't help exclaiming.

"Huh, it's useless Fuji, it's impossible for your tiny arms to block my swing ball!" Ishida seems to have seen Fuji's injured end.

"Ah! It's over!" Seeing that the ball was about to fall on Fuji's racket, Horio covered his eyes in despair.

"Fuji!" Kawamura, who was defending in the backcourt, suddenly rushed over, shook the ball with both hands.

"Ah, Aron!" Fuer exclaimed.

"Drink!" Kawamura gritted his teeth, desperately trying to block the ball, but the wave ball is too powerful and too powerful for Kawamura now.Although Ishida's wave ball is less powerful than his brother's first wave ball, it is by no means any one of Qingxue at this time can hard-wire it, even if it is sealed with the power of "realm" Tezuka!

"Cack bang bang bang!"

Kawamura seemed to hear the sound of his wrist bones cracking, but behind him stood a weak body, and behind him stood Qingxue's victory, he would never allow himself to back down!

"The difference between the heaven and the earth, the yin and yang are integrated, which is for Tai Chi. Tai Chi is born from the cathode and the yang is called soft."

"Fujimine, what are you talking about! Senior Kawamura is facing a huge crisis!" Horio looked dissatisfiedly at Fujimine, who was so sleepy that he could not get rid of it, but still dropped his book bag to draw text.

Fujimine ignored Horio, staring at Kawamura and continued reading: "One good hand, one Tai Chi, and one Tai Chi will turn nothing."

Kawamura heard the voice of Fujimine in a trance, and turned his head to look at Fujimine outside the field.

"Fujimine, why do you want to play tennis in the middle of the night?" Kawamura asked puzzledly in the open space behind his home two days ago.

Standing on the opposite side, Fujimine smiled and said, "Senior Kawamura, you have a lot of strength, and you are a well-known strength player. But do you know a sentence, "It’s not long, it’s too hard and easy to break." The opponent is your style, but excessive use of strength will make you more likely to be injured, so I think you should add something else to your style of play. Now please do your best to hit me with burning balls, every ball Do your best."

"Okay, no problem!" Kawamura, holding a racket in his hand, was extremely excited. "Don't get hurt, the first-grade little monkey!"

Fujimine has a black line on his face: "Little monkey?"

"Hi!" Kawamura knew that Fujimine had the strength to beat him in eleven minutes. He didn't worry that he would hurt him at all. He shot a burning serve with all his strength.

"It's very powerful, but..." At the moment when the racket touched the ball, Fujimine's wrist sank slightly and effortlessly resolved the strength of the ball, then the wrist flipped and the ball flew back in a circle.

"Okay, come!" Kawamura's favorite style of playing with strength and strength is Kawamura's favorite. Fujimine's return power is not weaker than his own serve, and Kawamura is more excited.

"Strong ball return is not a panacea. If you encounter an opponent like me in the game, what do you want to do, Senior Kawamura?" Kawamura's strength is not worth mentioning now, let alone Fujimine's Tai Chi playbook. It is a pure strength nemesis, Fujimine can return Kawamura's strength completely with a quick return. If it is not for the trouble of narcolepsy, Fujimine can easily defeat Kawamura only by consuming durability.

"Then see if you can withstand my strength!" Kawamura can already feel that Fujimine's return is getting heavier and heavier, but he will never admit defeat with the racket in his hand and still return the ball with high morale.

"Hehe, then let's see who can't bear it first." The weight of a thousand catties plus four ounces seems to be negligible, but when added again and again, the sum is no longer a small number, and Kawamura It is the constant return of a ball that is heavier than a ball. As one goes and the other grows, Fujimine's return seems more powerful.

The ball was fast, and soon after more than ten balls passed, Kawamura had already lost a lot of points.

"Huh, huh." Kawamura began to gasp. It is hard for him to imagine that his endurance would be lost to a narcolepsy patient. However, it is clear that Fujimine, who stood still and patted slightly, was lethargic. It's impossible for Kawamura to persist for a shorter period of time than when he ran a lot on the court and had to bear the ball back in extreme gravity.

"Senior Kawamura, you have to know that manpower is sometimes poor. Rigidity and flexibility are one body. Rigidity can break strong, but softness can last for a long time. Only with the destructive power of rigidity and the stamina of softness can you be invincible. "Fujimine's words made Kawamura's eyes brighter.

"Purely act with intention, use intention without effort, constant determination, unity of form and spirit, overcome rigidity with softness, wait for work with ease, and restrain others by later development..."

Fujimine, who taught himself that night, seemed to be standing in front of him. The essentials of Tai Chi style appeared in Kawamura's heart one by one: "The difference between the heaven and the earth, and the harmony between yin and yang, is for Tai Chi."

"Tai Chi is a good hand, and Tai Chi is a good luck!"

Kawamura's gaze suddenly became clear, and he gave a soft drink. The wrist that had been rushing toward the ball was bent downward, and the muscles of his whole body were relaxed. However, in the future, the power of the ball was introduced into the ground along the body.Then, with this rebounding force, he flexed his legs, twisted his waist, and circled his arms. The original force of the wave ball burst out, coupled with his own strength, the ball was hit back by Kawamura with nearly doubled force.

"What!" Ishida was shocked. Except for his brother Ishida Gin, he has never seen anyone who can hit his swing ball back. Even the captain Orange has never had a hard time with his own swing ball.

"Hit, hit back?" Fudo Peak everyone was also shocked, they couldn't imagine that the strength of the wave ball could be hit back directly.

"Sure enough, it was him." Ju Juping stared at Kawamura's return ball with sharp eyes.Although Kawamura hit the ball back with strength in the final analysis, the feeling of being able to take advantage of strength and strength must be the feeling that Qingxue's always sleepy first year brought him.

"Okay, Kawamura-senpai!" Horio jumped up excitedly, "Keep them down in one go!"

"Huh, it's impossible!" Ishida showed a determined look in his eyes, and once again assumed the posture of the wave ball.

"No, Ishida!" Tachibana stood up suddenly and shouted, "Your arm will be hurt!"

"I'm sorry for the captain, for the victory of Fudomine." Ishida silently said sorry to Tachibana in his heart, then the muscles on the back arm bulged, and once again hit back with a wave ball!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Ishida clearly felt that Kawamura’s return ball was much stronger than his own wave ball. It was impossible for ordinary wave ball strength to hit the ball back, so he had to increase his strength again and broke the limit!

"Ishida!" Tachibana saw Ishida's state and wished to stop him now.

"Okay, come on!" Kawamura, who had grasped some Tai Chi skills in the face of danger, was not afraid, and swiped another shot at the incoming ball.Although his understanding of Tai Chi techniques is very rough, and Kawamura, who likes hard work, is not expected to understand Tai Chi's mood at all, his own strength can barely return to the wave ball, plus a little leverage to reduce the power. The pressure on the bones is not a problem at all for wave-ball sparring with Ishida.

"It's back again!" Xing, who had already returned and stood behind Ju Juping, said in surprise: "How much potential does Qingxue's He Village have?"

"I will never admit defeat!" Ishida roared, and once again put on a wave ball posture to fight back.Tachibana has closed her eyes in pain.

The two power players used the wave ball to hit four goals. When Kawamura hit the wave ball again and Ishida tried to hit back, the muscles on his arm suddenly shrank as if they were frustrated, and even worse than normal. s level.

"Uh..." Ishida's fingers loosened, the racket landed, and he covered his hand in pain.

"In this round, Qingxue won the game 5 to 3!"

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Speaking of wave ball, teacher Xu Peigang drove this hanger for Kawamura, it is a very rowing boat!The ball played with all your strength is not as good as the second type and the third type. When you are beaten and unconscious, the ball you hit easily surpasses the 108th type. It is simply unconvincing. According to the Basic Law, is it right? Two more will be sent~ Sleeping God’s Daily Request~ Please recommend and collect~

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