People in the net king, Tezuka Kunimitsu

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Tap-da-da

Facing Sanada’s such a strong ball with one shot, Tezuka was still the same, already entering the state of the game, and automatically blocked the surroundings and distractions.

Now, he only has the ball in his eyes, only “inevitable return”.

High-speed serve, worthy of Sanada!

The trajectory in mid-air had already rushed to his half, almost rushing in front of his eyes.

Bang

Tezuka’s expression management is first-class good, and he still has a very relaxed face when swinging the ball, without any other look due to movement.

After all, this is not yet the time for him to be shocked!

The tennis ball passed the net in the blink of an eye, and when it hit the ground, Sanada had already appeared at the drop point, and his speed was also impossible to ignore.

Bang

Bang

The two fought back and forth, using solid basic skills, and the two fought for several rounds.

Tezuka is now only defensive, with no attack and no strong attack.

Sanada and Yukimura’s final has just ended, presumably his physical strength has not fully recovered, he will not take advantage of this to carry out a density attack, let Sanada ease up, himself, as a warm-up.

Although Fuji is a referee, he is watching the game with a heart of learning.

In terms of speed and rotation, power control, he noticed and his brain spun rapidly.

Wind, wind speed, effect of air currents on tennis balls and more.

He seemed to have some comprehension, but for a while, he could not concentrate and sort out the logic and principles.

Bang, bang

The sound of hitting gradually became dull and powerful, only to hear Sanada seem to burst with power, snorted, and the return ball is a very standard and intensive pump!

Bang

The tennis ball flew high in the air, then made a half-circle and rushed to Tezuka’s half.

Tezuka was still shooting with his right hand and took two steps forward.

“No, it’s still too slow, and the number of revolutions is not enough.” He muttered softly.

Bang

“0-15″

Not two points.

Sanada gritted his teeth and looked at the tennis ball that fell behind him, feeling a little depressed.

The ball just now, when he was back and forth, according to Tezuka seems to be playing a low-altitude hit, a low-altitude shot must reduce the speed, and the force will quickly weaken.

However, he misjudged.

Tezuka actually hit back at a not-so-optimal hitting point, still very fast, and… He also seemed to have increased his strength in particular, and when the tennis ball passed his feet, the angle was too tricky for him to fight back.

Tezuka continued to return to his place and stood ready.

“Sanada, it seems that the ink just now is to slow you down, and I will not ink anymore.”

He moved his wrist and continued.

“You must be very depressed, in fact, the so-called best hitting point is still based on the individual, the ball just now, I was just controlling your spin number, and then guessing your intention and basic strength to play a counterattack.”

“On top of that, I used your spin to hit back, and the tennis ball was in a position where you couldn’t hit back.”

Tezuka made a gesture to fight back at any time, and immediately entered the state.

Fuji smiled, Tezuka, but he played spinning.

The principle is understood, but others may not be able to fight out, just like his flying swallow is still nesting, the principle of typing and the principle of cracking are known to everyone, but now can crack, why is it only his Tezuka, and no one else has cracked his trick now?

This is determined according to each person’s understanding, talent, and physical fitness.

Tezuka, you really don’t have back pain standing and talking.

You, the guy who controls the rotation and reaches the control field, even if you clearly explain the play, for some people, there is still no way to achieve it.

Because, you are that rare tennis monster.

Fuji looked at Sanada’s depressed expression, as if he was looking at himself when he fought Tezuka.

Sanada pressed his hat and returned to the tee.

He couldn’t know why Tezuka seemed to see through his own thoughts, nor could he understand how this was so sensitive to rotation and used it so cleverly.

But he now knew that the guy opposite him was a rival as terrifying as Yukimura.

It’s just a few back-and-forth fights, and the ball just now, which is enough to show that he is terrifying….

Next, it should be even more exciting.

Sanada was depressed, and then suddenly excited.

Yes, it’s excitement, the feeling of meeting someone else who can make you so serious.

“Tezuka, I don’t need your ink, I don’t ink, now, you better not be too confident!”

The tennis ball was thrown high by him.

Bang

Barely seeing his swing, the tennis ball had rushed out and reached Tezuka’s half with a single brush.

Tap-da-da

Tezuka also moved quickly.

“Prototype, invisible swing?”

Good fellow, elementary school made such a prototype in advance, and it seems that a lot of efforts have been made to defeat Yukimura.

How many days and nights of practice do you need to swing the racket, Sanada’s diligence and rigor are indeed difficult for ordinary players to stick to.

It is really difficult to determine the direction of the ball, or even any data.

But Tezuka’s special ability to capture the number of rotations of his opponent at high speed is in him, and he doesn’t need to make a big move, he can make up for it in that instant.

He, already in the right direction.

After all, Sanada at this time has shown his talent and surprising skills, but at present, his revolutions have never been played.

Bang

It didn’t seem like a good reaction, but it made Sanada’s face, which had just been excited for a while, look ugly again.

【Ask for flowers and tickets】