The Great Demon King of Internet

Chapter 36, hidden clumsiness

Setsuna patted Qianshi on the shoulder: "Sit down and take a rest. We'll watch it again at 4:3."

Qianshi blinked and sat down obediently.

"Minister, why do you have to wait until 4:3?"

"These two people have a tacit understanding. They are both hiding their clumsiness and don't want to expose too much."

"But 4:3 is a key point. The side that gets 4 points first will definitely take action first. I think this person will be Renzu."

"Minister, you mean that neither of them can break the other's serve before 4:3?"

"Yes, with the current level of strength of these two people, the starter has an absolute advantage."

Easy side to fight again, perfect serve.

He held the tennis ball with three fingers and turned it gently.

Low serve!

When the tennis ball bounced up, its trajectory in the air suddenly became erratic. I swung the racket in the direction of the tennis ball's bounce, and it was unexpectedly empty.

"0:15"

Oh, is it a chip serve that makes it difficult to see the trajectory? interesting.

If you want to fully see the trajectory of this kind of ball, I'm afraid it will take some time to get used to it.

However, there is no need for me to waste this time. I just need to hit back at the moment the tennis ball bounces before the trajectory of the ball is disrupted. This kind of serving move is still nothing to worry about.

The second low-altitude serve came, and Ninzu skillfully swung the racket and made a simple half-volley, easily hitting the ball back.

Fuji laughed at himself: "It seems that I was really flashy in the past. The batting skills I created were all in vain as long as I met a real master."

"Fuer is so humble. Although I can hit your ball back with a half volley, the force of the half volley is not sufficient, and the rhythm is still in your hands."

As he spoke, Renzu quickly ran to the corner of the field and barely managed to return the blow that was directed at the blind spot.

The tennis ball bounced high into the air, Fuji leaped high and hit him with a powerful smash.

"Fuji-san, I heard that your triple counterattack also has this move. Have you ever experienced it yourself?"

On the court, as if a breeze was blowing, Renzu stretched his body, his limbs spread out like a roc, and raised the smashing ball high with his back.

Kikumaru's eyes widened: "It's the brown bear who was caught! The Hyokui's Ninja can actually do this!"

After Fuji landed, he quickly returned to the backcourt.

As a user of triple counterattack, he is naturally aware of the effect of brown bear being caught.

Although Yamabuki's boss has already demonstrated the breaking method of this move, unfortunately, without amazing insight and grasping the timing of "changing the trajectory of the smash ball" at the moment the opponent turns around, it is impossible to bypass the brown bear's trap. defensive.

At least, I can't do it now.

The counterattack that reached the bottom line was caught up by Fuji, but Renzu, who relied on the brown bear's net to turn the situation around, had already occupied a powerful position in front of the net.

"F and D"

Fake the ball short.

"15:15"

Fuji let out a sigh of relief: "What a tough opponent."

Kikumaru asked curiously: "It was windy just now, why didn't Fuji use the white whale?"

Oishi explained: "Facing an opponent like Ninzu, White Whale won't be of any use."

After that, Fuji and Renzu tacitly gave up those dazzling fighting styles and started fighting steadily.

Each relied on their service advantage to take the initiative on the court one after another.

The score increased alternately like this.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke won this game, 1:1"

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"Game, Yushi endures enough to win this game, 2:1"

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"Game, Fuji Shusuke won this game, 2:2"

The audience outside the venue were whispering among themselves.

Why don't these two use those wonderful skills?

I feel so uncomfortable!

Qianshi said to Setsuna who closed his eyes and was concentrating next to him: "Minister, you were right, their scores started to rise alternately."

"Oh, these two people are quite ambitious. They are not only fighting on the court, but also fighting with us off the court. They don't want to expose too much information to us. The semi-finals are not over yet, are they already thinking about the final? ?”

Finally, the score rose to 4:3, with Yushi Shinobu taking the lead.

A flash of light flashed under his glasses, the time has come!

Be the first to use all your strength and try to win the game quickly without Fujitsusuke being unable to react in time.

Even if his own strength is exposed, it doesn't matter, because Atobe's information can be retained, which can save a trump card for Yamabuki.

If you don’t want to spend money, you also want to prostitute the goods for free.

There is no such good thing in the world. Renzu is not so naive.

Faced with Fuji's serve, he suddenly exerted his strength.

Compared with his previous performance, his strength has increased by 20% out of thin air.

That's right, before, he had always maintained his speed and strength at 80%.

Fuji's overall quality has also improved simultaneously. He successfully returned the ball in the future without being caught off guard by Renzu's effort.

"As expected, Renzu-san, you are also hiding your clumsiness."

Haha, Renzu chuckled softly.

Then, his face became expressionless, and his whole aura suddenly disappeared.

Close your heart! Show your all your cards.

This strange sense of dissonance immediately disrupted Fuji's rhythm.

It was clear that the person was on the opposite side, but it felt like he was fighting wits with the air.

Tennis ball appeared at Fuji's feet at some unknown time.

"15:0"

It was obviously a perfect serve, but Renzu seemed to have a winning chance.

"30:0"

"40:0"

Relying on the advantage of breath elimination, Renzu was always able to fight back from unexpected angles and once again grabbed two points in Fuji's serve.

Fuji's situation is precarious. Fuji Shusuke sighed: "Sure enough, facing an opponent of your level, it is impossible to defeat you without exposing anything."

There is no other way. This trick was originally created to make up for the loopholes of brown bears, so I will show it to you in advance.

Close your heart? Since you can't see it, you can't be optimistic about it.

The next moment, Fuji Shusuke closed his eyes.

Hold back your sneer, avoid the influence of vision, and want to rely on hearing to judge the direction of the ball?

Unfortunately, my closed heart does not only affect me.

The sound of the ball can also be eliminated!

A gentle stroke, as if caressing the ball with a feather when it comes into contact with it.

The tennis ball was quietly hoisted to Fuji's net.

But like a foresight, Fuji quickly appeared in front of the net, and he also easily swung the tennis ball back.

"40:15"

Is it luck? Or prediction? Seeing Fuji's successful counterattack, Renzu was puzzled.

On the next ball, Renzu repeated his old tricks and "locked" the ball again.

But Fuji still found the trajectory easily, and with a fierce forehand strike, the surprise attack was successful.

"40:30"

Atobe off the court saw the clues, and his powerful insight could notice every detail of Fuji Shusuke's body.

Whenever Renzu fought back, he could clearly see Fuji's reaction.

"Nenzu, Fuji doesn't rely on hearing to determine the direction of the ball, he relies on the direction of the wind."

"Which direction is the wind flowing in?"

Fuji said calmly: "Yes, this is my wind sense."

In the battle against Setsuna Hata, Fuji's brown bear trap was easily solved by a simple arc smash.

Because you are in a blind spot when turning your back, you cannot observe the direction of the tennis ball at all.

A true master can delay the timing of the tennis racket until the moment Fuji turns around.

Therefore, if you want to resurrect the unique skill of the brown bear netting system, Fuji must learn to judge the position of the tennis ball without using your eyes.

Therefore, using his affinity for the power of wind, he developed the unique skill of wind induction.

Renzu frowned.

In other words, no matter how I hide the sound and trajectory of the ball, as long as the ball is in motion, can it be sensed by Fuji?

It is simply the nemesis of a closed heart.

"Game, Fuji Shusuke wins this game, 4:4"

In the ninth game, it was a forbearing serve game.

This time he no longer locked down the tennis ball, but instead used a full-strength attack.

To eliminate the sound, you need to slow down the force, and this gentle force is no different from feeding the ball.

Since Fuji can accurately judge the direction of the ball, there is no need to lock it, otherwise it will only put himself at a unnecessary disadvantage.

It would be great if Fuji could make misjudgments by disrupting the airflow.

Unfortunately, I still can't do it with my current strength.

However, the current situation is still evenly matched, and I may not lose.

The next moment, Fuji Shusuke raised his arm slightly.

A flash of light flashed in Renzu's eyes. This movement of forward shaking was a flying swallow returning to its nest.

It's no use to me!

But the flight trajectory of the tennis ball seems to be somewhat different from that of a flying swallow returning to its nest.

This return ball fell early and rubbed against the middle net line.

The next moment, the tennis ball suddenly flew around in the air like a chicken blood, and disappeared from Renzu's sight.

"0:15"

"This...isn't this a flying swallow returning to its nest? This is a low-altitude serve? No, it's a low-altitude volley!"

Fuji smiled and said: "That's right, although the serve has no effect, it is surprisingly useful for hitting!"

Renzu looked at Fuji in disbelief, realizing for the first time his genius.

The technique of low-altitude serving requires that the trajectory of the ball will change erratically after it hits the ground.

Fuji actually applied it to volleys and used the middle block as the ground. Could he have such an innovative idea?

In other words, I have to be forced to adapt to the change in the trajectory of the ball?

Damn it, it’s almost the end, there’s still hope.

Renzu concentrated his energy and continued to fight fiercely with Fuji.

Fuji gently raised his arm again.

Here we go, low-altitude volley!

"0:30"

Renzu pushed up his glasses.

After two or three more times, you should be able to adapt to the changes in the trajectory of the low-altitude volley.

"0:40"

"Game, Fuji Shusuke won this game, 4:5"

Very good, I have almost adapted, and the time to fight back has arrived.

"I'm sorry, Renzu-kun, I won't give you another chance."

In the tenth game, it was a perfect serve.

He raised his arms slightly in a familiar gesture.

Renzu opened his eyes wide.