LIGHTNOVELONLINE The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start
Chapter 171 Half Throwing High Speed Serve
"What's wrong? Okuda!"
Okudano's teammate Koizumi Yuki immediately picked up Okudano's racket with concern and moved closer. Just now he heard Okudano's heartfelt wail.
"Nothing!"
Okuda smiled very reluctantly, the impact of the tennis ball on the racket at that moment just now was really astonishing.
The unprepared Okudano could only subconsciously give up the racket in his hand due to the twisting effect of the rotation on the wrist.
For him, how to unload force and unload the spin on the tennis ball is a very advanced knowledge.
So deep that he still can't get involved in it.
boom!
boom!
"In this round, Yuta Fuji and Fukasa Ibu scored, and the score was 1:0."
This first game did not go as Okudano wanted, whether it was Yuta's fierce half-volley or Shinji's high-speed slice, Okudano couldn't parry.
The gap between the regional level and the Kanto level is just that huge.
This is a gap in hard power that cannot be bridged with perseverance and persistence.
Although Okudano and Koizumi Yuki have never given up, their persistence will not bear fruit.
This is the first time for Yuta and Shenji to meet such a persistent opponent in this regional qualifier. They can see the desire in the opponent's eyes.
Is it a desire to win? !
Some of them can't understand.
Maybe Yuta and Shinji were a little lost because they easily won one victory after another before.
But fortunately now, the gazes of Okudano and Koizumi Yuki made Yuta and Shinji feel the preciousness of victory for the first time.
In return, Yuta and Shinji will use their full strength to end the match.
boom!
boom!
After half an hour.
"The game is over, and the team won by Fuji Yuta and Ibu Shinji, the score is 6:0."
Although they are newly formed doubles partners, Yuta and Shenji have a belief in self-sacrifice, and they each made concessions on the issue of ball possession.
In addition, I already knew about doubles and had played doubles before.
Naturally, they will not be as stubborn as Ryoma and Taocheng in the original book.
The subsequent singles players were naturally the aces of Yamabuki Middle School, Minami Kentaro and Dongfang Masami.
After experiencing the baptism of last year's national competition, the two of them have become mature and powerful.
Now they have taken over the baton from Hirota and Haoye and become the new doubles ace of Yamabuki Middle School.
15 minute later.
Accompanied by Minami Kentaro's volley high pressure in the frontcourt, the doubles also came to an end.
"The game is over. Yamabuki Junior High School Minami Kentaro and Dongfang Masami won the game with a score of 6:0."
The disparity is so large that it makes one feel powerless.
"Kamio, go! Go and win our championship!"
The direction of Kimuraji's finger was the gate of the stadium, and his words were like a shot in the arm, making Kamio Akira's blood start to flow faster.
Belong to our champion? !
Such words are undoubtedly extremely lethal to a middle school boy who is in his youth.
"Yes!"
Akira Kamio puffed up his chest and stepped onto the battlefield like a soldier without hesitation.
"It's nice to be young!"
Tsukasa Kimura looked at Akihiro Kamio's back with some emotion and said.
"Cut! What a stupid fellow!"
Yakujin curled his lips in disdain.
In his opinion, Akira Kamio was so easy to deceive, he was so easily instigated by Tsukasa Kimura.
Simply stupid.
But he didn't think about why he himself was not like this.
"Pros or cons?"
Akira Kamio's long slanted bangs covered his left eye, which made his right eye look extra sharp.
Now he can't wait to start the game.
"It's the other way around."
Yoshizawa Ichiro, the No. [-] singles player of the Big Five Middle School, didn't understand why the kid in front of him was so excited.
"Could it be that this kid thinks he's sure to win!"
Yoshizawa Ichiro looked at Kamio Akina with a slightly excited gaze and thought in his heart.
Although he really wanted to fight, Yoshizawa Ichiro had some idea of his own strength.
This time their top five middle schools were able to reach the finals, which is already a lucky draw.
Among the schools that were eliminated by Shanbuki Middle School before this, there are many that are stronger than their five middle schools.
Kamio stood his racket on the ground, spun it lightly and let go.
The racket fell after spinning a few times, and Kamio and Yoshizawa looked at the letters on the end of the handle of the racket in unison.
"Oops!"
Ji Ze's face darkened, and he was preempted by the opponent.
"The match begins, a one-set decision, Yamabuki Middle School Akira Kamio's serve."
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Akira Kamio patted the tennis ball lightly at his feet, he was looking for his best rhythm.
Suddenly, Kamio grabbed the bouncing tennis ball with his hand and raised his arm to his chest.
Whoa!
With a flick of Kamio's wrist, he threw the tennis ball straight.
The action of half-throwing and not throwing made the range of the ball climb extremely limited, and Kamio even swung the racket in his hand with lightning speed.
boom!
The image in Yoshizawa Ichiro's mind was still on Kamio's unusual toss, and a crisp sound had already sounded in the receiving area in front of him.
"Game, Akira Kamio of Yamabuki Middle School, 15:0."
And the referee's voice made him realize that he wasn't hallucinating just now.
"hiss!"
"What kind of serve is this?"
"What a quick move."
The audience was silent for a while and then erupted instantly. Most of them only felt Kamio's movements flicker.
The tennis ball has already appeared in the receiving area on the opposite side.
"Oh? Will Kamio still serve like this?"
Qian Shi whistled, and he was also a little surprised.
A half-throw high-speed serve like this is not easy, and the requirements for the player's ball control are very high.
"Kamio's potential is huge. Although he is a bit impatient, the determination to win in his heart cannot be underestimated."
Kimura Division smiled and nodded, his evaluation of Kamio is still very high.
"Ha ha."
Bantian Mikiya on the sidelines coaching bench smiled and watched Akira Kamio show off his might. He was getting more and more satisfied with the three freshmen brought back by Tsukasa Kimura.
Whether it is potential, strength or acquired efforts, they are all the best choices.
Ban Tiangan also believes that Yamabuki will become stronger and stronger with the efforts of Kimura Division and others.
boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by Akira Kamio of Yamabuki Middle School, and the score was 1:0."
Relying on the half-throw high-speed serve, Kamio easily won the first round.
Yoshizawa Ichiro's face was gloomy. He didn't want to be defeated by the opponent without any resistance.
At the very least, you have to struggle.
boom!
A crisp sound resounded in Yoshizawa's court, and a golden streamer flew towards the receiving area in front of Kamio.
"Your pace is not fast enough!"
Kamio focused his gaze, and swung the racket in his hand hard at the bouncing tennis ball.
boom!
The tennis ball flies across the net and then towards the baseline.
Tatata!
Yoshizawa Ichiro moved sideways and drew a topspin curve with his backhand.
"what!"
Yoshizawa, who raised his head, felt his heart sink, and Akira Kamio did not know when he had already reached the net.
"Follow my rhythm, rhythm!"
Akira Kamio slammed into the corner with an excited face, and the volley in front of the net hit the ball straight into the farthest corner of Ichiro Yoshizawa.
"Game, Akira Kamio of Yamabuki Middle School, 15:0."
Okudano's teammate Koizumi Yuki immediately picked up Okudano's racket with concern and moved closer. Just now he heard Okudano's heartfelt wail.
"Nothing!"
Okuda smiled very reluctantly, the impact of the tennis ball on the racket at that moment just now was really astonishing.
The unprepared Okudano could only subconsciously give up the racket in his hand due to the twisting effect of the rotation on the wrist.
For him, how to unload force and unload the spin on the tennis ball is a very advanced knowledge.
So deep that he still can't get involved in it.
boom!
boom!
"In this round, Yuta Fuji and Fukasa Ibu scored, and the score was 1:0."
This first game did not go as Okudano wanted, whether it was Yuta's fierce half-volley or Shinji's high-speed slice, Okudano couldn't parry.
The gap between the regional level and the Kanto level is just that huge.
This is a gap in hard power that cannot be bridged with perseverance and persistence.
Although Okudano and Koizumi Yuki have never given up, their persistence will not bear fruit.
This is the first time for Yuta and Shenji to meet such a persistent opponent in this regional qualifier. They can see the desire in the opponent's eyes.
Is it a desire to win? !
Some of them can't understand.
Maybe Yuta and Shinji were a little lost because they easily won one victory after another before.
But fortunately now, the gazes of Okudano and Koizumi Yuki made Yuta and Shinji feel the preciousness of victory for the first time.
In return, Yuta and Shinji will use their full strength to end the match.
boom!
boom!
After half an hour.
"The game is over, and the team won by Fuji Yuta and Ibu Shinji, the score is 6:0."
Although they are newly formed doubles partners, Yuta and Shenji have a belief in self-sacrifice, and they each made concessions on the issue of ball possession.
In addition, I already knew about doubles and had played doubles before.
Naturally, they will not be as stubborn as Ryoma and Taocheng in the original book.
The subsequent singles players were naturally the aces of Yamabuki Middle School, Minami Kentaro and Dongfang Masami.
After experiencing the baptism of last year's national competition, the two of them have become mature and powerful.
Now they have taken over the baton from Hirota and Haoye and become the new doubles ace of Yamabuki Middle School.
15 minute later.
Accompanied by Minami Kentaro's volley high pressure in the frontcourt, the doubles also came to an end.
"The game is over. Yamabuki Junior High School Minami Kentaro and Dongfang Masami won the game with a score of 6:0."
The disparity is so large that it makes one feel powerless.
"Kamio, go! Go and win our championship!"
The direction of Kimuraji's finger was the gate of the stadium, and his words were like a shot in the arm, making Kamio Akira's blood start to flow faster.
Belong to our champion? !
Such words are undoubtedly extremely lethal to a middle school boy who is in his youth.
"Yes!"
Akira Kamio puffed up his chest and stepped onto the battlefield like a soldier without hesitation.
"It's nice to be young!"
Tsukasa Kimura looked at Akihiro Kamio's back with some emotion and said.
"Cut! What a stupid fellow!"
Yakujin curled his lips in disdain.
In his opinion, Akira Kamio was so easy to deceive, he was so easily instigated by Tsukasa Kimura.
Simply stupid.
But he didn't think about why he himself was not like this.
"Pros or cons?"
Akira Kamio's long slanted bangs covered his left eye, which made his right eye look extra sharp.
Now he can't wait to start the game.
"It's the other way around."
Yoshizawa Ichiro, the No. [-] singles player of the Big Five Middle School, didn't understand why the kid in front of him was so excited.
"Could it be that this kid thinks he's sure to win!"
Yoshizawa Ichiro looked at Kamio Akina with a slightly excited gaze and thought in his heart.
Although he really wanted to fight, Yoshizawa Ichiro had some idea of his own strength.
This time their top five middle schools were able to reach the finals, which is already a lucky draw.
Among the schools that were eliminated by Shanbuki Middle School before this, there are many that are stronger than their five middle schools.
Kamio stood his racket on the ground, spun it lightly and let go.
The racket fell after spinning a few times, and Kamio and Yoshizawa looked at the letters on the end of the handle of the racket in unison.
"Oops!"
Ji Ze's face darkened, and he was preempted by the opponent.
"The match begins, a one-set decision, Yamabuki Middle School Akira Kamio's serve."
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Akira Kamio patted the tennis ball lightly at his feet, he was looking for his best rhythm.
Suddenly, Kamio grabbed the bouncing tennis ball with his hand and raised his arm to his chest.
Whoa!
With a flick of Kamio's wrist, he threw the tennis ball straight.
The action of half-throwing and not throwing made the range of the ball climb extremely limited, and Kamio even swung the racket in his hand with lightning speed.
boom!
The image in Yoshizawa Ichiro's mind was still on Kamio's unusual toss, and a crisp sound had already sounded in the receiving area in front of him.
"Game, Akira Kamio of Yamabuki Middle School, 15:0."
And the referee's voice made him realize that he wasn't hallucinating just now.
"hiss!"
"What kind of serve is this?"
"What a quick move."
The audience was silent for a while and then erupted instantly. Most of them only felt Kamio's movements flicker.
The tennis ball has already appeared in the receiving area on the opposite side.
"Oh? Will Kamio still serve like this?"
Qian Shi whistled, and he was also a little surprised.
A half-throw high-speed serve like this is not easy, and the requirements for the player's ball control are very high.
"Kamio's potential is huge. Although he is a bit impatient, the determination to win in his heart cannot be underestimated."
Kimura Division smiled and nodded, his evaluation of Kamio is still very high.
"Ha ha."
Bantian Mikiya on the sidelines coaching bench smiled and watched Akira Kamio show off his might. He was getting more and more satisfied with the three freshmen brought back by Tsukasa Kimura.
Whether it is potential, strength or acquired efforts, they are all the best choices.
Ban Tiangan also believes that Yamabuki will become stronger and stronger with the efforts of Kimura Division and others.
boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by Akira Kamio of Yamabuki Middle School, and the score was 1:0."
Relying on the half-throw high-speed serve, Kamio easily won the first round.
Yoshizawa Ichiro's face was gloomy. He didn't want to be defeated by the opponent without any resistance.
At the very least, you have to struggle.
boom!
A crisp sound resounded in Yoshizawa's court, and a golden streamer flew towards the receiving area in front of Kamio.
"Your pace is not fast enough!"
Kamio focused his gaze, and swung the racket in his hand hard at the bouncing tennis ball.
boom!
The tennis ball flies across the net and then towards the baseline.
Tatata!
Yoshizawa Ichiro moved sideways and drew a topspin curve with his backhand.
"what!"
Yoshizawa, who raised his head, felt his heart sink, and Akira Kamio did not know when he had already reached the net.
"Follow my rhythm, rhythm!"
Akira Kamio slammed into the corner with an excited face, and the volley in front of the net hit the ball straight into the farthest corner of Ichiro Yoshizawa.
"Game, Akira Kamio of Yamabuki Middle School, 15:0."
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