Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 155 The showdown between Jane and Fan!
Outside the stadium, nearly a hundred teenagers wearing black and off-white uniforms gathered around, including the main players of both teams and other ordinary members.

"I said, this is something you figured out from the beginning, right?"

His eyes swept across Fukaji and Renzu on the court. Atobe smiled coldly and said with certainty.

"Atobe, don't you think it's interesting for the two geniuses to compete?"

Yuuki Satoru smiled slightly and did not deny Atobe's statement. His eyes were faint, passing through the grid holes of the green barbed wire, and fell on the stern-looking Ibu Fukaji.

Although they only stayed together for a week, both Shenji and Renzu knew the gap between themselves and the national level, and at the same time made up for this shortcoming with clear goals.

They have completed the road before the whole nation and come to the threshold of the whole nation.

And the rest
Just step forward!
"Ah~~Really, that guy Renzu, why did you choose this time~~"

The gorgeous pink hair is particularly bright in the sun, but Xiangri Yueren has a drooped face, his mouth is raised high in dissatisfaction, his voice is drawn out, and the twisting tail is filled with his deep resentment.

However, when he saw the two people standing ready on the court, as well as Yuuki Satoru and Atobe's interested looks, he knew that this match must be secretly promoted by the ministers of both sides.

There is only one opportunity left to completely open the door and enter a new realm!

"The side-spin serve can actually hit such a tricky ball path!"

Swish!
Keeping the body stable and balanced, the center of gravity is slightly forward, the tennis ball smoothly leaves the palm, and the right hand is stretched backward to form a large arc.

Opposite the net.

Tatata!
There was a sound of crisp footsteps. Ibu Fukaji tapped his toes, his figure rose and fell, and he quickly came to the defensive position.

Yushi
He has three types of return shots similar to Seigaku Fujishusuke, a special state that can completely close his heart, and thousands of unique skills that he has been building during this period.

Senchende looked at the arc of light flying outward at a large angle in surprise. He also could serve with side spin, but in Fukaji's hands, this side spin serve obviously took on a different vitality.

Atobu didn't think about it, stepped forward, and said to everyone in a stern tone.

But now that it has been suddenly postponed, there are always some people who can't help but complain. Although the voices are very soft, when the number of people increases, the entire stadium becomes a bit noisy.

Bang!
The graceful muscle lines were clearly exposed by the gray-white short-sleeved shirt. A fierce forehand attack pulled the tennis ball in a straight line and flew towards Ibu Fukaji's backhand that was difficult to defend.

Bang!
A white flash of light flashed across the net, and before anyone outside the court could react, the tennis ball had landed firmly on the corner of the receiving area in the direction of Yushi Ninzu's backhand.

On the field.

"Quiet!"

In fact, some ordinary Hyokui members were not very familiar with Yuuki Satoru, and they did not feel that the reprimand just now was so severe, but they all looked frightened at this time.

Ever since I passed the test halfway up the mountain, I have reached that door, and now...
Looking at Yushi Ninzu from a distance, who was also calm and suppressing his emotions, Ibu Fuka couldn't help but show a trace of passion on his face: "I believe you should feel the same as me!"

Swish!
The tennis ball flew out and the ball path was extremely tricky.

Mugahigatake's eyes lit up. Although this seemed to be just an ordinary whipping ball, it was actually one of the thousand unique skills of Ninzu.

"It seems that Renzu has no intention of holding back!"

The breeze blew the dark blue hair, revealing the cold eyes of Yushi Ninzu. His legs crossed quickly, and he reached the landing point of the tennis ball in the blink of an eye.

Yushi Ninzu felt a slight shiver in his heart. The muscles of his left calf that had just landed tightened and he kicked hard. The body that had stopped moved half a meter away from the court again.

"Everyone, please watch this game!"

"Are you so rude from the beginning?"

Under the dark blue hair, Itake Fukaji's expression remained almost unchanged, with only a hint of excitement flashing in his cold eyes.

Although Atobe was Hyotei's minister, there was a voice in their hearts telling them that they should have obeyed Yuki Satoru's orders.

Chi Chi Chi.
The light yellow surface rubbed fiercely with the ground, causing a squeaking sound.

The Ice Emperor members looked at each other, their expressions full of horror and confusion.

Bang bang bang.
As the tennis ball bounced off the ground several times, Fuka Ibu calmed down the emotional fluctuations in his heart.

D, F, D, R.
That is Defensive, Flat, Drive, Return, defensive flat stroke!
When used exclusively for defense, the ball hit has almost no spin and will float slightly under the action of air resistance. It is another type of "fluctuating ball".

This is a powerful opponent that cannot be ignored.

Seeing Yuki Satoru's demeanor, Atobe had a slightly surprised look in his eyes. If I remember correctly, he shouldn't be the heir of any consortium, right?
But this faintly reveals the style of a superior person.
Yuki Satoru is such an unpredictable guy.

With a gentle scolding, Yuuki Satoru interrupted the noise outside the venue. His eyes were sharp, and those who were swept by the majestic gaze subconsciously closed their mouths.

"Yes!"

Everyone felt as if a stimulating electric current passed through their bodies for an instant, and they immediately stood upright and upright.

However, not everyone can have such a good look at Xiangri. After a week of hard training, most people are exhausted physically and mentally. The barbecue party is a long-awaited event.

Itake Fukaji didn't pay attention to the episodes that happened off the court. His attention was completely focused on the upcoming game.

It wasn't until Yuuki Satoru looked away that he breathed a sigh of relief.

It is an arc pointing to the outside corner. After bouncing up, it bounces out at a larger angle.

There is a huge difference in power between the two.

He turned his waist and raised his shoulders, and struck out quickly with his arms.

The tennis ball hits the ground on the first day of the new year.

Helpless, Xiang Ri Yueren could only wipe his saliva and suppress the impatience in his heart: "The fat and juicy honey-glazed barbecue, the high-grade steak that is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. When the competition is over, I will definitely find you as soon as possible."

Although he was very confident in his serve, he knew more about Yushi Ninzu's strength. It was just a side spin serve and it was impossible to stump the opponent.

刹！
He stepped on the ground with his right foot, bent his knees, and suddenly exerted force on all the muscles in his body. He twisted his body towards the incoming ball, and the racket in his hand pulled out an afterimage diagonally as it rotated.

An extremely exciting backhand shot, the movements are so smooth and coherent that there is no pause.

Bang!
The tennis ball was brought out of the violent top spin and flew back diagonally again.

call out.
Yushi Ninzu's reaction was also not slow. When Fukaji returned to defense, he had already reached the net, and his gray-white figure suddenly intercepted in front of the yellow light.

"I won this point."

The prescriptionless lenses flashed in the sunlight. Yushi Ninzu stepped forward heavily, pressed his body forward, and dunked the tennis ball in the air with the racket in his hand.

pat!

The moment the racket surface touched the tennis ball, his eyes suddenly shrank. The rotation was stronger than expected. The racket surface was slightly shaken by the spinning tennis ball.

"Come over here as usual."

The five fingers clenched the racket harder, and the muscles of the arms tensed, and the racket was suddenly pressed forward.

Bang!
The violent rotation of the tennis ball was ignored by Ninzu Yushi and it was attacked in the predetermined direction. However, due to this moment of pause, the blow that was supposed to be the decisive blow finally showed its flaws. Stab!

The aqua blue racket frame quickly rubs through the air in mid-air, cutting under the light yellow ball shadow. The racket surface cuts across the surface of the tennis ball extremely skillfully, giving it a special spin.

On the court, a golden crescent suddenly crossed the central net. At the moment when Renzu Yushi was caught off guard, the golden light fell rapidly and landed at his feet.

call out!
With a slight touch, the tennis ball shot up into the sky quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye. After a long time, the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground was heard from the backcourt.

"I didn't expect that I would be the one to be defeated."

The tennis ball swept across the ground in the backcourt, and Yuuji Ninzu recalled the flashy confrontation just now in his mind. The timing of Ibu Fukasaki's shot was perfect.

What a beautiful defensive counterattack
He took a deep look at Ibu Fukaji, who had a calm expression as usual. While secretly admiring him, the Kansai Wolf's competitive spirit became more and more intense.

Only this kind of competition can keep me moving towards perfection!

"Itake Fukaji scores, 15-0!"

“What a fierce competition”

On the court, Ibu Fukaji and Ninzu Yushi launched a fierce and exciting fast attack. Always in the blink of an eye, the two men's offensive and defensive positions would change.

Each and every brilliant move was dizzying, and the tense and exciting duel atmosphere made everyone keep their hearts hanging in the air until the end of the point, and then they resumed their breathing.

The ordinary members who were originally reluctant were now attracted by the competition between the two.

Everyone has long known how powerful Ibu Fukaji and Ninzu Yushi are, but the strength displayed by these two people at this moment has obviously exceeded the previous level.

Phew!

A slight dull sound came from the court. It was the sound made when the string of the racket brushed against the tennis ball. The racket passed in front of him, revealing the cold eyes of Yushi Ninzu behind him.

Skylark Flashback!

Ibu Fukaji, who had just returned the ball, had no time to react. The tennis ball flashed out of thin air in front of his eyes and reappeared in the distant sky, like a skylark flapping its wings, making people unable to figure it out.

pat!

The tennis ball fell behind the baseline. After bouncing several times, it rolled feebly for a short distance on the ground.

"Yushi Ninzu scores, 40-30!"

The two of them were clenching the score. Ibu Fukaji raised his eyes to look at the figure opposite, as if he wanted to completely imprint the other person's appearance in his mind, and said in a cold voice.

"continue."

As the tennis ball left his hand, Ibu Fuka's body bent backwards, black arrogance lingered quietly on the surface of his body, his arms stretched out, as if spreading a pair of dark wings, and then his eyes as cold and ruthless as gold were at the feet of Ninzu Yushi. sweep.

Boo!
A high-pitched roar that penetrated the stone resounded throughout the stadium, and a sharp arc penetrated the opposite half of the field with precision.

In an instant, the people around the stadium felt extremely depressed. A ferocious and cold atmosphere seemed to be pressing on everyone's hearts, and even breathing became cautious.

call out!
As if a bolt of lightning flashed, tearing the air apart, the tennis ball suddenly rose from the ground.

In front of this ball, the hairs on the back of Renzu's hands stood up at this moment, and his movements couldn't help but become sluggish. With just a moment of hesitation, the tennis ball escaped and flew away a second before his racket was swung.

"Itake Fukaji wins this game, 1-0."

"Both sides exchange pitches!"

"Have you been able to skillfully use the aura of wildness to intimidate and influence your opponents? Not bad!"

Ju Jueping's eyes were locked on this cold-hearted young man, with an unabashed look of satisfaction in his eyes.

As long as he continues to grow at this rate, when he and Yuki graduate, maybe Shenji will become a reliable pillar of Fudomine.

"Is it progressing quickly~"

On the side, Chitose Qianri chuckled. Although he could bear to lose a game, there was not much anxiety on his face.

Hyokui's Kansai Wolf will not be suppressed so easily.

On the court, it was Yushi Ninzu's turn to serve.

“Punishing Slice”

With a murmur, the racket was dunked from the air, and the racket surface brushed against the tennis ball and made a diagonal stroke.

欻!
The tennis ball that left the racket suddenly flashed, and Kamio Akira on the sidelines was shocked.

Because in his eyes, the tennis ball disappeared!
"It's a special side spin."

The moment of hitting the ball just now appeared in Itake Fukaji's mind, and he quickly calculated the landing point of the tennis ball in his mind: "...the inside corner of the right side!"

The figure suddenly jumped out, and he had absolute confidence in his judgment.

On the right side of the receiving area near the midline, a yellow tennis ball suddenly appeared on the ground, and when it bounced, Itake Fukaji's racket had already passed through it and enveloped it.

Bang!
The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded again, like the sharp claws of a goshawk.

"You can actually see through the stubborn P, &, S at a glance!"

Itake Fukaji's performance surprised Ryo Shishito. Punishing Slice is one of the thousands of unique skills developed by Shinzu. It uses special side spin to hit a serve that can only be seen after it bounces.

I originally thought that this strange move could score me a point on my first appearance, but I didn't expect that the opponent would crack it with just one glance.

Swish!
As the black light streaked across the net, Itake Fukaji's cold and cruel wild aura once again locked Yushi Ninzu, affecting his rhythm.

however.

A pair of dead eyes without the slightest emotion suddenly appeared in Itake Fukasa's sight. His heart was empty, and his wildness suddenly lost his sense of being a Ninzu Yushi.

Close your heart
The breath was completely restrained, and all habits including the movements of the eyes and any small movements that might occur on the body were completely eliminated. Only the yellow tennis ball was left in Yushi Shinobi's eyes.

"Fake and Drop"

Step forward diagonally with your right foot, and pull your arm sharply with your body, aiming to reach the opposite corner of the backhand in the second half.

Tread!

The two feet quickly crossed each other, and Ibu Fukaji's calf muscles collapsed. He stepped back with the soles of his feet and sprinted out in an instant.

Swish.
Seeing this, a cold light flashed on Yushi Ninzu's face, his arm suddenly stopped, and the speed of the racket that he drew out instantly changed. His wrist shook, the racket tilted at a slight angle, and the original backhand slap turned into a slice in the blink of an eye.

patter
With a soft sound, the tennis ball flew across the net and fell softly in front of the net.

"Yushi Ninzu scores, 15-0!"

Thousands of unique skills·Fake short shots!

(End of this chapter)