Zongman: I can modify the status bar

"Hmm? Do you want me to take action now?"

Yukino just nodded and continued to speak harshly to Miura Yumiko.

"I may curse and make gaffes, but I will never lie!"

I'm speechless. At this moment, everyone in the venue was watching Yukino showing off and completely ignoring Haruki's existence. Haruki didn't say much as he watched the tennis ball slowly rolling to his feet.

It's done!

Then let’s start with a wind control ball that’s not very creative!

Yaohui casually tapped the ball twice to get a feel for it, and then directly kicked the ball with great force. Because he used a large weapon, the ball stayed in the air for a relatively long time. The initial kinetic energy given to it when it was released would slowly dissipate and then be converted into gravitational potential energy and frictional internal energy.

In simple terms, when the ball is in the air, it will enter a short period of low speed, and the gravitational potential energy will be converted back into kinetic energy during the falling process.

During this period, the impact of the outside world on it is naturally the greatest, and the afternoon breeze will change its trajectory.

"Yoshi!!!" Seeing such a floating serve, Yumiko Miura immediately relaxed. After all, this kind of ball would not be very fast even if it reached the back, and it would be very easy to receive. So she immediately winked at Hayato Hayama behind her. As long as she judged the landing point well, it would be easy to receive the ball.

Hayato Hayama naturally understood, so he ran towards the predicted landing point, but just when he was ready to catch the ball, an invisible wind blew past and changed the trajectory of the ball.

Hayato Hayama quickly turned around and ran after the ball.

But after all, the speed is still too slow. If it continues like this, it will definitely be picked up.

So, Haruki waved his hand, and the wind blew again. The ball changed direction in front of Hayato Hayama and landed directly to the ground, scoring!

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Chapter 299 Pink?

"Oh yeah! I've heard of that!"

At this time, a very firm voice came from the crowd. The tone was a little immature, but it was so contagious that people believed it.

"A legendary skill that allows you to freely control the wind! [Inheritor of the Wind - Wind Spirit Prank]"

Yumiko Miura on the opposite side looked incredulous. Although it seemed like a coincidence, the tennis ball in the air seemed to be controlled and deliberately avoided Hayato Hayama's interception.

"How can it be?!"

Hayato Hayama on the side did not react so strongly. Looking at Miura Yumiko with a shocked face, he just shook his head, then picked up the ball and handed it to Haruki on the opposite side.

"I lost. It really was a magic ball."

"Ah, I was just playing it for fun, don't take it too seriously..." Yaohui told the truth, that ball just now was really just a simple high fly ball, and as for controlling the wind to blow the ball away, that certainly could not be considered a skill.

After Yaohui's experiment just now, it is relatively easy to control this kind of weak wind in a small range, and there is basically no loss of magic power, about 0.1%. Even if he is not rich now, he still has to experiment. Besides, it is not a waste to use it this way.

"Ah?" Hayato Hayama was stunned for a moment when he heard this. After realizing that this might be Haruki's self-deprecating remarks, he laughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Haruki returned to his original position, ready to easily end the game with a few more such moves. This was considered as not disappointing Yukino for lowering her attitude and asking for his help. However, the beautiful blonde girl opposite him seemed unhappy?

"Hey! Stop looking down on me, you idiot! What's the point of hitting a ball like that?!"

Miura Yumiko clenched her fists and asked Haruki in a questioning tone.

"Uh..." Haruki didn't know how to respond. The key was, could they really do it if they really wanted to? Even without any other help, they wouldn't be able to withstand it just relying on Haruki's physical fitness and athletic ability, right?

"Okay, then I'll be a little more serious..."

Haruki did not directly answer Miura Yumiko's question, but his face darkened and he bent down slightly to get a feel for the ball.

"Can you... be serious for a moment?" Hayato Hayama was also sweating. After all, he had never seen Haruki really fight. The physical education classes in the past two days were mostly just to fulfill the duties of a classroom guardian and some necessary theoretical knowledge. Therefore, they didn't know about Haruki's actual combat. However, Haruki's momentum did change. Hayato Hayama still felt it and he was also very alert. Originally, he was just being played by Miura Yumiko at will. In fact, there was no need to use his full strength. It was enough to not be a drag. Just now, Miura Yumiko was basically responsible for the main attack, and Hayato Hayama was just an auxiliary. But now he might also want to see Haruki's true strength.

Yaohui slowly adjusted his breathing. After all, he hadn't done it for a long time, so it was necessary to get back in touch with it.

"That preparatory action! That breathing, is he going to use [that move]?" The atmosphere group is still active.

"Yes, that's right, it's [that move]!" Even though Haruki didn't say anything, he responded to his expectations in his heart.

"That's the [Soaring God of Destruction - Meteor Annihilation]."

"Eh?"

"Ohhh! What is that? It sounds amazing."

Haruki almost couldn't hold it in. What kind of names were these special moves? They were too childish. He almost laughed out loud.

All in all, let's blow it first.

A breeze blew by, bringing coolness, but when the wind passed by Miura Yumiko, the originally gentle breeze suddenly blew up, blowing up the sports skirt that was originally so low that it only covered half of her thighs.

"Ooooh? Pink?"

"Ah!!!!" With a scream, Miura Yumiko covered her skirt that was blown up by the breeze with her hands tightly, her cheeks slightly red and tears in her eyes.

Because it was Haruki who did it, it only took a moment and no one else noticed it. Yumiko Miura was also aware of it, but it was a different story for Haruki who casually revealed the color of his underwear.

"You're so cruel!" Yumiko Miura's face flushed, and her voice of abuse was not loud, but with a hint of tears in it.

Yaohui didn't care about that. What was the point of such a big reaction? He just jumped up to serve. The tennis ball flew out with a "bang" like a cannonball halfway off the rack, and no one could react.

Score!

"Huh?" 2.

"Aren't you cheating?" Yumiko Miura was anxious. She walked to the net with a ruthless step and pointed at Haruki and questioned him.

After Haruki's unintentional glance, Miura Yumiko still blushed and covered her skirt tightly.

"What do you mean I'm playing tricks? I just happened to see it, it wasn't intentional. Who can you blame for your own lack of calmness?"

"You!!! Ah!!!" Yumiko Miura stomped her feet in anger.

"Okay, it's our turn to serve..." Hayato Hayama quickly pulled back the angry Miura Yumiko, and turned to look at Haruki with a changed look in his eyes, no longer as relaxed as before.

Hayato Hayama thinks he is very good at various sports, including the tennis he is playing now, but he was not sure if he could catch the ball just now.

If Miura Yumiko couldn't focus on the game due to some natural factors, then what about me? Just now, Hayato Hayama put all his energy on Haruki and the ball in his hands.

He had the confidence that if he had paid attention to his actions when serving, then even if it was the same ball just now, Hayato Hayama would not have been as flustered as before. At least he could have received it with the cooperation of him and Yumiko Miura. But Haruki's ball just now directly shattered Hayato Hayama's self-confidence.

Direct smash and serve to score.

She was completely unable to react, and the ball just now was definitely aimed at Hayato Hayama. The excuse made by Yumiko Miura was not tenable at all, and even a bit ridiculous.

But the good news is that the serve is back on their side. Hayato Hayama is confident. He and Yumiko Miura both have strong serves. In addition, Haruki did not receive the ball in the entire set. Even if the ball was hit to his feet, he did not move at all. So as long as he targets the serve in the opponent's blind spot, he will have a chance.

Two fists cannot beat four hands. No matter how powerful one person is, it is impossible for him to dominate the whole field. In addition, as Yukino said just now, she will most likely not make a move next time or she may not have the physical strength to do so, so the victory is already decided!

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Chapter 300: Just Play

Hayato Hayama clenched the tennis ball in his hand, then threw it high up, his eyes fixed on the blind spot where Haruki and Yukino were standing opposite him. With a "bang", although it was a little worse than the ball Haruki had just thrown, it was still a good ball in the eyes of others.

Yukino looked at the green tennis ball flying from high above. She had just said that she would let Haruki handle everything, but at this angle... No, it's too late!

The ball shot from this angle is indeed a blind spot for both of them, but it is indeed relatively close to Yukino. If Yukino has full physical strength, then this ball can undoubtedly be caught, but is it still possible to do it now?

Only a few minutes had passed since that powerful attack, and Yukino's physical strength was far from recovering to the point where she could compete normally.

Xueno had no choice but to run as fast as she could towards the ball's landing point, but she felt as if her feet were filled with lead, and she couldn't move as fast as she had imagined. It was over...

Even Yumiko Miura on the opposite side opened champagne at halftime, ready to declare victory.

At this moment, Haruki suddenly appeared in front of Yukino and slammed the bouncing tennis ball back with a "snap". The speed was so fast that no one could see it clearly.

The referee blew the whistle again and Haruki scored!

"That one just now..."

"How is that possible? Is that still human speed?"

"..."

The most shocked person was Hayato Hayama. He had really put a lot of thought into this shot. He had considered everything, both in terms of physical strength and layout. But Haruki just ran over and dunked the ball back without any pretense, and the momentum was still swift. He was completely unable to react. "Could it be that this guy was serious about just playing around?"

The students watching nearby also changed their minds. "It seems that Teacher Yaohui really has something real. Unlike those who only talk on paper, he has the ability..."

"Of course I saw that a long time ago!"

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Here! Look at the muscles on Haruki-sensei's arms. They're clearly the result of regular exercise. And if you look closely, they're completely different from those built by lifting weights in the gym. Those are just big, unnatural muscles, and when they really need to use their strength, they can only use brute force. But Haruki-sensei's are different. His muscles are the essence of nature. They don't significantly affect his agility, but they can still provide ample strength. He has the perfect physique."

"So that's how it is? Then it seems I can't just blindly follow those fitness bloggers. Muscles built through exercise are the most solid..."

"Wow! Teacher Haruki is so awesome!" Yuigahama Yui had no other choice but to cheer her on. However, because she sprained her foot, she couldn't cheer as a cheerleader, which was a pity.

"So this is your other special move? Is it really okay to reveal it too early? Wait! Do you still have [that]?! Hahaha, I see. Then you should use [that]! Release your power to the fullest extent, and let everyone who witnesses your power surrender to you! Hahahahahahaha..."

I don’t know what that guy said next, but the atmosphere was set.

Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was hiding in the crowd, also frowned. She originally thought that Haruki was just slightly stronger than normal people, and it was amazing that he could play so many sports. Even when she saw the first ball just now, she subconsciously thought that it was the result of Haruki using his special ability. But this ball was completely different. Just by looking at Haruki's unrestrained posture and strength, she knew that it was probably Haruki's own strength, not some external assistance.

"It seems that I know my lover even less than a stranger?" Shizuka Hiratsuka naturally also heard the analysis of a bystander just now. She had seen and touched the muscles on Haruki's body before, and the feeling was indeed similar to... It seemed that there was no suitable reference object. She had never touched anyone else's.

However, based on my impression alone, the feeling is indeed different from what I imagined. I do have muscles. After all, I am a woman with maxed-out fighting skills. The muscles on Haruki's body feel denser than mine, just like biceps of the same size. The power that Haruki can provide is at least several times that of mine. Although it cannot be quantified, the feeling is indeed more concrete.

Yukino stood there in a daze, looking at the figure not far away. She didn't understand what was going on. Haruki was clearly in front of the net in the distance just a second ago, but now he ran in front of her. Does this make sense?

There was no time to think too much, the last ball was about to start. The current situation was that Haruki and Yukino had already scored three points, and just one more point would end the game directly, which meant they would be the first to reach four points and still be at least two points ahead of their opponents. Now Miura Yumiko and Hayama Hayato still had zero points, so the next ball might be their last.

"Damn it!" Miura Yumiko was shaking with anger because of Haruki. She couldn't lose this goal no matter what!

The last ball's serving opportunity naturally fell to Miura Yumiko, and she had already run through thousands of troops in her heart.

"Hey!"

Yumiko Miura used her best serving method again, the jumping serve!

This time she once again set her sights on Haruki's blind spot, and she was going to use all her strength, betting on the honor of the county tennis team, and she had to score this ball!

"Snapped!"

The tennis ball left the racket and flew rapidly towards Haruki. The air was torn apart by the high-speed tennis ball. This ball passed through the air! In fact, it was even faster than Hayato Hayama's serve just now.

Yumiko Miura no longer expected to have a back-and-forth match with Haruki. As long as given the chance, Haruki would spare no effort to end the game. So there was only one way left for her to go, and that was to score by serving, which she was best at. When serving, the ball was in her hands, and she had 100% control over the ball, which meant she could hit it wherever she wanted. For a mature tennis player, hitting it wherever she wanted was as easy as eating and drinking water. But there was another point, and that was the strength of the serve.

Yumiko Miura's idea is very simple. Since Haruki likes to fight hard, she might as well be harder. In this way, if Haruki plans to directly hit the ball back like he did just now, he will need to offset the force he gave to the ball. So can the racket withstand such an impact?

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Chapter 301: The Action of Force is Mutual

Miura Yumiko's calculations were very clear, even Haruki could see it.

No, I mean it's too obvious.

It can't even be called a trick, but an open conspiracy. The power of her serve is almost reaching the limit of the tennis racket. If Haruki's violent smash is added to this, the result of the tennis racket can be predicted.

Yaohui looked at the ball flying towards him so directly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Since he couldn't fight back, he might as well use the same trick again.

Yukino, who was standing by, could naturally see it clearly. In an instant, she thought of several ways to catch the ball, but if it were her, there was no way she could get to this position, so Haruki had to do it himself.

Moreover, even if such a powerful shot is blocked, it will not be a fierce counterattack. Instead, it will give the opponent a chance to attack again. If this continues, even if I come on the court, I am afraid there will not be much change. In addition, it is absolutely impossible for me to continue fighting.

"Wow! What a powerful shot! Now let's see how the Wind Bringer will counterattack!"

The moment Miura Yumiko shot, Haruki predicted where the ball would land and stood up his racket.

"Since the net might not be able to withstand this blow, the racket frame will definitely be able to withstand it!"

When facing such an obvious full-strength attack from his opponent, Yaohui naturally would not be so stubborn as to want to smash it like he did just now. Although he did not have time to check the quality of the racket in his hand or strengthen its strength, since the opponent thought of using such a simple and unpretentious method to deal with him, then the net of this racket would probably not be able to withstand such an impact, so the outer frame must be able to!

Yaohui stood up the racket, and then used the racket frame to bounce the ball high up. The angle was naturally biased towards the opposite court. Such a high-throw route could naturally ensure that the ball would eventually fall into the opposite court, so that the game could end without any suspense.

With a "bang!", the ball bounced high into the air. Everyone's eyes followed the green dot upwards.

Everyone was sweating, and no one made a sound tacitly.

Because it bounced too high, the tennis ball had the initial kinetic energy given to it by the server Yumiko Miura. Although some of it was lost along the way, the remaining kinetic energy was still strong. Coupled with the second upward thrust applied by Haruki, the speed of the ball was already too fast, so naturally it had to be very high.

Haruki must have known what was going on. He might not be so confident about other things, but there was definitely no problem with movement. Although the angle of the ball was very small, it was definitely flying towards Miura Yumiko, so he had nothing to worry about. Instead, the two people on the opposite side were a little at a loss.

"Damn it! I can't see any trick at all!" Yumiko Miura was already flustered and kept craning her neck to watch the game.

Hayato Hayama behind him had a feeling that he would not be able to catch the ball. It was just like that. When he thought he could definitely catch it, a gust of wind suddenly came and blew the ball to the side, making him miss it. This... he couldn't explain what was going on.

"Hayato! You stay here and if the ball comes to you, catch it. I'll be right behind you!"

Yumiko Miura directed Hayato Hayama, who was already a little distracted, and the two of them just looked up and waited for the ball to fall.

Haruki's considerations were naturally very simple. Although he was not quite sure what Yukino's current situation was, the main reason was that there was no need to see. His own playing style did not take Yukino into consideration at all. For such a high fly ball, he could take care of pitching, hitting, and catching by himself even without exerting his full strength. In other words, Haruki was a team by himself!

"Here it comes!" The ball is not far from the ground, but its speed is still not fast. It may be affected by the wind, and most of the kinetic energy is lost by resistance. In this case, the impact of the wind on the ball is even greater!