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Xiang Hi came to his senses and murmured, "Is this just Yukimura's basic return?"

"Yes."

Atobe nodded: "For a player of his level, even an ordinary shot is better than many people's special skills!"

Bang!

At this time.

Ishikawa fired back.

The tennis ball flew out as fast as a bullet, streaking through the air above the court before bouncing accurately towards the baseline.

"This speed?!"

There was a hint of shock in Li Hai's eyes under Yagyu's glasses.

too fast!

Compared to his laser beam, this shot is almost as good, if not inferior!

but.

According to Atobe.

Ishikawa's move is obviously a basic counterattack.

"too strong!"

Sitting on the bench, Kirihara felt a strong sense of oppression. The pressure he felt in this position was completely different from other positions.

In his eyes.

Regardless of Yukimura or Ishikawa, their movements were so fast that he couldn't tell them apart. It was extremely difficult to catch up with my thoughts, let alone deal with the shots they played!

Insert yourself into it.

Kirihara knew very well that he would never be able to sustain even one goal!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After more than twenty rounds of confrontation.

There are only a few people who can keep up with the movements of the two.

"Gudu."

The players of Liuliqiu and Shizile looked at the two people on the court and couldn't help but say, "Are these two really junior high school students like us?!"

Bang!

And this time.

Easily catching Yukimura's return ball, Ishikawa raised his head and said with a smile: "Senior, the warm-up phase is almost over, right?"

Hot, warm-up phase? !

Hear the words.

The audience, who already thought it was outrageous, had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Whoosh!

And this time.

Ishikawa exerts force.

After the tennis ball flew out, it actually accelerated again in mid-air.

"Second changeup?!"

Everyone's expressions changed.

Tap! !

And this time.

A yellow figure flashed across the bottom line, and it was Yukimura.

Swish!

I saw him swinging his racket and calmly blocking the speed ball.

"Ah."

Then, Yukimura looked up, nodded slightly and said, "It's really time to get serious!"

Wow!

This statement came out.

There was an uproar throughout the stadium.

Chapter 220 Terrible ball skills, all-round suppression (3 updates)

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

Two figures ran back and forth.

With every swing of their rackets, everyone could see a faint yellow mark flash by.

And because the speed of the two was so fast, many spectators had not finished digesting the previous ball, and the traces of the next ball flickered by.

therefore.

Many people were simply unable to keep up with the pace of their game and could only stare in shock at the two figures on the court, who looked like a fight between gods.

"really."

Chitose, who was struggling to keep up with the movements of the two, couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "The only one who can compete with Yukimura is Ishikawa, and the only one who can stop Ishikawa is Yukimura."

Tachibana next to him nodded in approval.

Yukimura has become synonymous with the strongest players nationwide since he was in the first grade. Leading Li Hai to sweep all opponents is like a junior high school tennis legend.

And Ishikawa.

Starting from the Capital Competition, he swept all the powerful players along the way.

As the Kyushu duo, Tachibana Himself, Aigaku's Fuji, Yamabuki's Akutsu, and the nation's top Tezuka and Sanada.

along the way.

No matter whether it is the top talent among the newcomers or the established national players who have been famous for a long time, they are no match for him.

To some extent.

Ishikawa is like Yukimura back then, sweeping all the way and creating his own tennis legend.

And now.

When the previous era had not yet ended and the next era had just begun, the strongest of the old and new peers finally met.

on the field.

As the two fought, Chitose, Tachibana and the others witnessed a fierce battle of strength, speed, technique and reaction.

Who wins and who loses.

It's beyond their ability to determine.

Because the position these two people are in is no longer an area they can get involved in.

Bang!

After receiving another tennis ball from Ishikawa, Yukimura subconsciously raised his eyebrows: "His power and spin are almost perfectly combined. It is difficult to solve any part alone."

The two fought against each other for thirty or forty rounds, but there was still no winner or loser, and neither side showed signs of defeat.

But the continuous sparring allowed Yukimura to further understand the complex nature of his opponent's shots.

It is difficult to judge Ishikawa's ball by pure strength or rotation. Moreover, it is fundamentally different from the balls of other national-level masters.

"His skills are very good, and his use of [power] and [skills] has reached an extremely high level!"

Although it was only a preliminary fight, Yukimura knew very well that the skills of the person in front of him had reached an unfathomable level.

and.

Yukimura, who has an in-depth understanding of Ishikawa's record, knows very well that even though the opponent is only a first-year player. But in terms of physical fitness, he is also very good.

If the game drags into a protracted battle, it will only be more detrimental to him.

Swish!

Think of this.

When he raised his head and looked at his opponent, his eyes were a little sharper.

Tap! !

Quickly catching up with the tennis ball, Yukimura raised his racket, cut in from the edge and then hit hard. At the same time, he rotated his wrists to display his handy spinning power.

Whoosh!

Immediately.

The tennis ball flew out in a spiral shape, and after being thrown diagonally at a large angle, it accurately stuck to the bottom line as if threading a needle.

"hiss"

Seeing this ball, everyone couldn't help but change their expressions.

Especially players like Chitose and Ninzu who have reached a certain level of technical research and mastery. In their eyes, Yukimura's ball is like an antelope hanging its horns. There is no trace of it!

Tap! !