Fuji Shuuke's opponent was the Son of God, Kotomura Seiichi, the No.1 junior high school student in Japan. He had the right to comment on him! However, this was not his style! He still preferred to see others in pain, not himself in pain!
Shuusuke Fuji became even more vigilant. He once again lashed out the tennis ball from below. The serve that had just disappeared was once again hit out by Fujisuke.
When the tennis ball crossed the court, Yukimura's eyes narrowed. Fujisuke really didn't learn to play tennis like this.
Yukimura Seiichi raised his racket and slightly moved it to the right. Fujisuke's feet had just moved a little to the right, as if he was going to the right side of the court.
However, in the next second, a light flashed in Yukimura's eyes. He raised his hand and hit the ball directly towards the left side of the court. With a loud thud, the tennis ball passed through the court and smashed into the left corner.
"Game, Yukimura Seiichi scored 30-0!”
When Tezuka Kunihiro announced the score of the match. Assistant Fuji's expression did not seem to be very calm. It seemed to be a little different from usual.
Although the genius Shusuke Fuji was very strong, his opponent, Yukimura Seiichi, was indeed many levels higher than him.
Strength, speed, stamina, spirit, and technique, Yuki Muraki surpassed Fujisuke in every aspect!
Fuji Shuusuke clearly felt the gap between him and the other party. The more the serve disappeared, the more it became the opponent's attack rhythm.
He had to grasp the rhythm of his attack. Fujisuke threw the tennis ball. This time, he didn't make the kind of serve that would disappear. Instead, he passed the ball in a straight line. The tennis ball quickly crossed the net and headed towards Yukimura's feet.
The moment it hit Yukimura's feet, Yukimura raised his hand and reflected the tennis ball back. As the Son of God, the No.1 student in the middle school, his basic strength was beyond imagination!
Shuuke Fuji's eyelids twitched. The speed of the tennis ball was very fast! Shuuke Fuji, who had never used his true strength, felt a sense of powerlessness at this moment. However, the light in his eyes grew stronger. This ball was a topspin ball!
In the next second, Shuusuke Fuji rushed forward and sliced the ball at the tennis ball. This was one of Shuusuke Fuji's three famous skills, Flying Swallow Return to Nest!
"Oh? Was this the swallow returning to its nest? To return the topspin with a slice and let the tennis ball sink and slide? Unfortunately, the speed at which the tennis ball sank was too slow!”Yukimura stepped forward three steps. Just before the tennis ball landed, the racket and the tennis ball touched lightly.
The moment the tennis ball crossed the net, it touched the net and fell to the ground, rolling slightly.
"Game, Yukimura Seiichi scored 40-0!”When Tezuka Kunihiro announced the score, he could clearly feel Yukimura Seiichi's awareness. He was here for the victory of the game!
It could be said that Tezuka Kunihiro could clearly feel that he and Yukimura Seiichi were the same kind of people, but there was also a great degree of difference. It seemed that Yukimura Seiichi had a greater obsession with victory than him. He would not allow himself to lose, and would not allow himself to lose any points!
"It can't be, right? Burg's Flying Swallow Return to Nest was actually countered? He got his points directly? How is that possible?" "Not only did he hit back, but the moment he hit back the tennis ball, he had already seen through the principle of tennis. At the same time, he hit back and scored.”
"Is this the Son of God, Yukinomura Seiki? How terrifying."
The pupils of the Youth School's tennis club's main candidates and other members could not help but shrink! Even someone as mentally strong as Ryuuma Echizen couldn't help but be shocked and gulped. His eyes were unable to calm down.
Fujisuke actually didn't have any strength to fight back? Being suppressed to such an extent, even Minister Mitsuki Tezuka would not be able to do this, right? To their knowledge, there was no tennis player who could beat the genius Fujisuke to such a difficult level.
"Game, Yuki Muramura won this game, the score is 1-0!”Under the serve of Fujisuke, Yukimura Seiichi easily won the first game without giving Fujisuke any time to consider.
Cold sweat dripped down Fuji Shusuke's forehead. He could feel Yukimura's resolve to win the competition.?On the other hand, he seemed to be a little hesitant. At the beginning of the match, he had not yet entered the state of mind! He was still displaying his strength step by step!
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