The Prince of Tennis: The Quincy of Rikkai University.

Chapter 107: A fierce battle, Maori unveils his card

Mori Jusaburo naturally listened carefully to what Hara Tetsuya said, and his frivolous expression disappeared.

"Really? I'll wait and see."

Maori smiled, turned around and walked back to his base line as if nothing had happened.

On the way back, he pinched his shoulders casually to make others think he was relaxing the shoulder muscles, but in fact he pulled his shoulders back quickly and secretly after kneading.

This action could not be noticed by others unless they looked carefully. Even Hara Zhe, who had been staring at Maori's back, did not notice anything unusual.

"Now we start the fifth game, Maori serves."

In the fifth game, it was Maori's serve again.

He tossed the ball again, drew the racket, and then swung it vigorously.

Compared with the previous serve, Mao Li's serve in this round was faster.

Up to now, the gross profit margin is still rising and seems to have not reached the best yet.

Yuan Zheye naturally saw this, and his eyes narrowed, but he was not afraid at all.

"Mori, you are as expected. I haven't pushed you to your limit yet."

The thought flashed through his mind, and Hara Tetsuya did not slow down. He reacted quickly, raised his arm, found the receiving point and hit the tennis ball back.

唰

The tennis ball flew through the air like a meteor across the sky, and it was so fast that it returned to Maori's half in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, Mao Li was not outdone. He locked his eyes on the path of the tennis ball, caught up with it in a few steps, and pressed down with his forehand. The tennis ball that was hit back was like a thunderclap, and instantly landed in Hara Tetsuya's front court.

They once again engaged in a fierce confrontation, and the mental and physical state of both of them seemed to be reaching its peak.

Both sides had expressionless faces at this moment, and a solemn atmosphere began to spread throughout the entire court. Only the tennis balls kept colliding back and forth, making crisp sounds.

Ten balls, twenty balls, thirty balls...

Their counterattacks became more and more rapid, and only two fast-moving black shadows and a light yellow ball shadow could be seen on the court.

The air seemed to be frozen, as if time had stopped. The audience seemed to have forgotten to breathe as they watched this evenly matched confrontation.

砰

The delicate balance was broken, and Hara Tetsuya was the first to change his tactics. The original forehand high pressure ball was instantly changed to a backhand pressure while swinging the racket, hitting an unexpected diagonal backspin short ball.

The tennis ball arced across the net and fell quickly.

"This kind of sneak attack is useless." Maori chased with all his might, and at the moment the tennis ball bounced, his arm suddenly grew longer and hit back the seemingly unreachable tennis ball.

"I've been on guard against this move from you for a long time."

This time, Hara Tetsuya was prepared and immediately caught up with the tennis ball, raised his racket and swung it hard.

The tennis ball turned into a beam of light and flew straight in the opposite direction of Maori.

It only takes 1 second for the return ball to fly completely out of Mao Li's defensive range, leaving him with no way to attack.

"I have been prepared for this move of yours for a long time."

Maori's pupils shrank, and his right foot immediately gathered strength and jumped towards the direction of the tennis ball.

The racket that was originally in the right hand moved to the left hand at some point, and with an arm span that was unbelievable for ordinary people, he intercepted the return ball just as the tennis ball flew over the net.

Da, da, da…

The tennis ball lost most of its power and rotation, and just after it passed the net, it fell to the front of Hara Tetsuya's net, and then touched the ground several times in succession. "Mori scores, 15-0."

A round of thrilling offense and defense ended here. Mori Jusaburo once again withstood the continuous attack of Hara Tetsuya and scored a goal with difficulty.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

After scoring this goal, both sides began to breathe heavily unconsciously. This instantaneous physical exertion was a huge challenge to the physical fitness of both sides.

After taking a short rest, Maori, who was no longer lazy, had eyes as bright as lightning and had reached his best competitive state.

15 is better than 0
30 is better than 0
30 is better than 15
40 is better than 15
40 is better than 30
40 is better than 40
……

In the fifth game, the score was very close to that of Hara Tetsuya.

He constantly tested the route of each return ball and improved it, gradually adapting to Maori's unpredictable defense range, making it more difficult for Maori to score from unexpected counterattacks.

"Game, Hara Tetsuya scored, the score is 2 to 3."

In the end, the result of the fifth game ended with Hara Tetsuya breaking through Mori's strange counterattack.

Afterwards, the two sides exchanged venues and started the sixth inning after a short break.

"Hmm, the way Yuan Zhe chases points is really handsome~"

In the preparation area of ​​Shitenhoji Temple, Golden Koharu shook her body shyly and said.

"Oh my god, Xiaochun, you want to have an affair again." Yuji Ichiuji raised his arms with an unhappy look on his face, ready to attack.

The people of Shitenhoji Temple, who were already used to the fights between the two, ignored them. Shiraishi Kuranosuke breathed a sigh of relief and said to Watanabe Shu, "It looks like Senior still has a chance to win this match, Shu."

"Well...it's hard to say."

Compared to Shiraishi's optimistic attitude, Watanabe Osamu pinched his chin and dared not jump to conclusions: "Morri, he hasn't used that yet..."

His tone paused, as if he was lost in memories, and the scene of the fight between the two men two years ago emerged in his mind.

"That?! Ah Xiu, what are you talking about?" Shiraishi Kuranosuke was confused and didn't understand the meaning of Watanabe Xiu's ambiguous words at all.

"You'll be able to see it soon." Watanabe Osamu changed his tone and said with certainty.

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi Kuranosuke could only turn his head and look inside the field.

Inside the stadium, after his chest calmed down, Mori Jusaburo looked toward the direction of Rikkai University's preparation area behind him.

He raised his index finger to indicate that way, and after seeing this scene, Yuki and others in the preparation area did not change their expressions. Instead, they felt that it was natural.

"It's time to end it all, Hara Tetsu." Maori said seriously after putting down his hands.

Hara Tetsuya on the opposite side raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but did not say anything. Instead, he watched Maori's next move quietly.

Maori first took off the two wrist guards on his hands and then threw them outside the court behind him. The two wrist guards fell to the ground, and dust flew everywhere.

Then he bent down and half-crouched, flipping open his socks at his ankles to reveal the weights he was wearing inside.

He threw one on each foot behind him in the same way, stirring up another cloud of dust.

After removing all the weights, Maori Jusaburo felt extremely light. He stretched his body, made a receiving gesture and said, "Serve, Hara Tetsu. I'm ready."

Looking at the eager Mori Jusaburo in front of him, Hara Tetsuya glanced at the pile of weights behind him. Under his originally calm expression, a trace of inexplicable cold sweat slowly flowed down his cheeks...

emmmm, I don’t know if this chapter counts as what I owe.

If I can write 4 chapters tomorrow, this chapter will not be counted. If I can’t, this chapter will be counted as returned.

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