Net King's opening full level

In the third game, Yuta serves.

"Abominable. The average return ball, even with the first half volley, is difficult to score from his hand. Now only a trick can break the deadlock. "

Facing Lin Xuan's return ball, Fuji Yuta judged the path of the ball, and then half knelt, leaned forward, held the left arm of the racket high, and made a strange pose.

Just by watching his painstaking pose, you can understand that it is definitely a very powerful ball skill!

"Take it, spin the ball!"

Gao Yang's left arm hit a powerful cut ball hard.

"Buzz!"

The fiercely spinning tennis ball fell extremely quickly on Lin Xuan's lower right court.

When Lin Xuan was about to swing his racket, he unexpectedly found that the tennis ball suddenly rushed towards Lin Xuan's face!

"What, that ball actually bounced in the opposite direction. Agan, isn't that the imp's outspin serve. Eiji asked in surprise.

"The principle is the same, but I didn't expect Yuta to be able to hit it back, so playing that kind of ball should be a lot of burden on the arm." Agan said.

And Ryoma, who is good at playing external spin serves, also saw the principle of ball skills at a glance.

Yuta Fuji's current body is not fully developed, and it is simply difficult to withstand the impact of the ball skills on the arm, and if it is used frequently for a long time, it will cause irreparable damage to the arm.

Buji opened his eyes, and with his understanding of rotation, he could naturally see what Ah Qian could think of.

"Yuta!" Fuji muttered softly, very worried about Yuta Fuji's current situation.

"Nice goal, Yuta. Now let's get back in control with the spinning ball. Seeing Yuta's beautiful ball, Kangetsu, who was standing on the sidelines, suddenly laughed.

............

"Fuji Yuta, is this your trick. Unfortunately, it is useless for me. Facing the tennis ball hitting his face, Lin Xuan jumped back lightly and swung his racket in mid-air.

"Bang!"

Yuta Fuji, who was in a fancy pose, had no time for defense.

3：0！

"How... How is it possible, he hit back my outside spinning ball? Fujiyu stared blankly at the tennis ball on the ground, slowly rolling down in front of him.

"Hit... Hit back? "Guan Yue was shocked, he knew how powerful the spinning ball was, but the opponent easily came back.

In the three games, an average of less than four minutes per game, Yuta Erji did not get a single point from Lin Xuan.

"I don't know who taught you how to play, but the technique of force is not right, so it will be a lot of burden on the arm. If used frequently, it can cause irreparable damage to the arm. Lin Xuan said lightly.

"No... You don't have to. I didn't want to lose until I beat my brother. Yuta said.

"Yes." Lin Xuan was not talking, and he was not his brother anyway. And what external rotation spins the ball, for him is not the same thing at all. Coming out in that pose to hit the ball is all flawed.

After just ten minutes, the match was over, and the singles number three Qingxue Lin Xuan easily won, the score was 6-0!

Young students lead St. Rudolph 2-1! Throughout the game, poor Yuta Fuji didn't score a single point.

Fuji Yu stood in place stupidly, and the racket slipped from his hand without knowing it, feeling the feeling of powerlessness.

I originally thought that I was qualified to fight against my brother and let everyone identify with me, but in front of Lin Xuan, I suddenly found myself so weak.

Not getting a single point in the game was a serious blow for him.

Off-site.

"Ah Xuan, that guy is also too ruthless to Buji's younger brother, right?" Taocheng Road.

"But the weight on Ah Xuan's body has not been taken down, which is relatively good. If he knew that Lin Xuan didn't use his full strength at all, Yuta was afraid that he would go crazy. Eiji said.

"Anyway, I don't want to play with that guy Ah Xuan, I don't have any experience of playing at all." Tao muttered.

"Senior Ah Xuan's strength feels much stronger than before." Horio said with emotion.

"Yes, even with the weight, the return ball is much faster than before, and the strength is much stronger." Katsuro nodded and said.

"Yuta." On the field, Fuji gently covered Yuta's head with a towel.

"Brother." Looking at the gentle Fuji, Yuta felt a wave of grievances welling up in his heart for a while.

"Don't be discouraged, it's just a game. I, ah, didn't win a game in the match with Ah Xuan. "Bu Er said steadily.

"My brother didn't win a game from him either?" Yuta was stunned.

"Ah Xuanhe, he is very strong. Yuta, you can't fall down and strive for a new goal. Fuji said with a smile.

Buji's words rekindled hope in Yuta's dark heart.