The Prince of Tennis

"Okay!" The range of Fujimine's hand movements is so subtle that it is almost undetectable, and his Tai Chi style has always been known for its small movements, otherwise it will not produce so many subtle spins, so no one noticed it. This situation.Akutagawa yelled hello, and took advantage of the short distance in front of the net to hit the ball back extremely fast.

"Pop!" Fujimine yawned, and casually raised his hand and waved, as if trying to drive away a fly in front of him.

That being the case, his return of the ball will naturally not have much power, it can only be regarded as quite satisfactory.Akutagawa took a surprised look at Fujimine's return ball, and slapped back with both hands, and said, "What's the matter, you should be very strong. How do you make these boring balls?"

"It's fine if you look at it." Fujimine ignored Akutagawa's secondary disease patient, and hit Akutagawa's return with that kind of waving gesture.However, some people have noticed that Akutagawa was holding the racket with both hands to return the ball, and used some vertical center of gravity play techniques, which made the return of the ball heavier.Fujimine can easily receive such a return with one hand, which can be regarded as outstanding.

"Ha..." Akutagawa looked at the same number of returns, and even the shouting sound dragged a long tone unconsciously, and he felt his eyelids a little heavy.As far as he is concerned, playing a low-level game can't give him the slightest interest in going all out.

"Interesting, continue." Fujimine's style of play has changed this time. He flipped his wrist and his racket was in front of him.Everyone in Qingxue thought excitedly that he was going to make a move, but unexpectedly he just "blocked" the incoming ball, but didn't mean to "move" at all, let alone "beat".

Only the power of the "block" return is conceivable, even weaker than the tail of the bird, he was hit back by Akutagawa, and Gotomine continued to return the ball monotonously.

The two of you came and went, and they actually played 13 or 4 goals, and they were still entangled, like a beginner's practice game, with the goal of playing a lot of balls.

"What's the matter with Fujimine? Does he have to compare stamina with Akutagawa? Although his Tai Chi style is definitely less effort, his narcolepsy makes it absolutely impossible for him to compare stamina with anyone?" Taocheng Anxiously punched the stands in front of him, and said: "He only has a short awake time. Even if he uses this style of play, it can be prolonged in a vague way. Wouldn't the opponent take advantage of his lack of energy to attack?"

"Forty minutes of waking time, how dare you fight a protracted battle with Cilang? And what kind of protracted battle is this..." Even the trail department was a little puzzled, and he knew the strength of Akutagawa very well, although the two played with all their strength. One game, but the nervousness of almost losing is still fresh in his memory.He believes that Akutagawa's staying power is definitely not worse than Fujimine, and Fujimine must have seen this too.

"I see!" Hato sneered: "So, I want to use this ordinary return to make Cilang lose interest in the game on the field, and let him fall asleep because of boredom, so that the kid from Qingxue can take the opportunity to play. A strong return and win. It's really mean!"

"Don't be embarrassed, Minghu." Tracebe took a faint glance at Minghu, and said: "Zi Lang is not Fujimine. He has no narcolepsy. If he feels bored and wants to go to sleep, he will only use Stronger strength comes to the end of the game in a shorter time. Moreover, even if Fujimine's intelligence system is very powerful, how could he know when Cilang would want to sleep? People who can't overcome sleep disorders themselves will take risks and use them. Isn't this weakness of the opponent a weakness?"

Sure enough, as if he was confirming what the trail was saying, Akutagawa's attack became stronger as Fujimine weakened.He can even see the weak links in Tai Chi, not to mention the narcolepsy of Fujimine floating on the surface.He started to hit the low and fast ball constantly to both sides of the court, allowing Fujimine to run left and right to save the ball.

"Really, what is Fujimine doing, hurry up and use three rings to cover the moon!" Xing's hand has already unconsciously grabbed the wrinkles of the clothes.

"Tezuka?" Fujimi also couldn't understand Fujimine's movements. He glanced at Tezuka worriedly and asked, "Should I call a timeout?"

"It's okay." Tezuka was still standing still with the landslide in front of his eyes, standing in place with his arms folded, his tone of voice was not fluctuating and he said: "This is his own choice, since he would do this, then There must be some good way."

"Boo!"

"15 to 30!"

It is impossible to beat a strong player like Akutagawa just by using his feet to chase the ball exhaustedly.Let alone a super power like Akutagawa, even someone who has just touched the edge of the realm cannot be defeated by this style of play.Don't keep it for long, this is not just talking.

"Boo!"

"15 to 40!"

"Boo!"

"This round was won by Akutagawa, the score was 1 to 1!"

"Won by Akutagawa, the score is 2 to 1!"

"What? What's going on, this guy was just called a sleepy god, and now he has lost even the opponent's serve that he is best at dealing with!" Kikumaru anxiously wanted to jump down and play for Fujimine: "He is so ordinary Ordinary shaking, shaking to death is the end of losing the game!"

"15 to 0!" Fujimine lost another point while speaking, and the situation became increasingly unfavorable.

"Look carefully at Fujimine's footsteps." Tezuka, who has almost never commented on the game, made a rare voice, and although his voice was as solemn and serious as usual, it seemed to be hidden when he listened carefully. An almost undetectable tremor.

"Ah!?" At the same time that Tezuka was speaking, Fujie carefully stared at Fujimine's footsteps.It didn't take long for his genius insight to see what Tezuka was about to say.But this discovery made him feel incredible, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, he screamed.

"Fuji-senpai, what's the matter?" Taocheng looked back at Fujii in confusion, he didn't see any difference in Fujifeng's footsteps.

"Boo!"

"30 to 0!"

Looking around, Fujimine lost another point.The silent Haitang next to him suddenly said: "Running range. Look at that guy's running range!" The gloomy voice sounded like thunder in the ears of the Qingxue people.They felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't detect what was wrong.

"Really, when you say that, this kid seems to run less and less!" Jumaru also saw the doorway.

"Huh?" Gan let out an unbelievable exclamation that was the same as Budi, because he remembered that in the school trial that just ended, Tezuka seemed to have the same scene when he was competing, and the next thing was...