"Such a strong judgment and execution ability..."
Seeing Atobe breaking through Sanada's immovable posture in one fell swoop, Yukimura's eyes showed a hint of solemnity.
Atobe Keigo is worthy of his reputation for being able to judge Sanada's moving position and hit such a bold smash with great predictiveness.
Mao Shouzaburo's eyes were burning. He also realized that the smash that Atobe just made was the one that ultimately determined the outcome of the match between them.
"What a bold idea..."
The highly spectacular smash "Waltz Towards Destruction" once again appeared on the stage of the national competition, directly arousing the emotions of many spectators outside the venue.
Off the court.
Sanada took a deep look at Atobe who looked smug, and didn't say much about his provocative remarks.
Phew~
Taking a deep breath, Sanada returned to his backcourt.
Although I managed to block his wind and mountain, but...
A cold look flashed in his eyes, and Sanada's expression began to become extremely serious.
Snap, snap…
His hands kept moving, pressing the tennis ball hard to the ground several times.
Swish~
Sanada leaned back slightly, swung the hand holding the ball upward, and the tennis ball was thrown into the air.
Then, his whole body tensed up, and his arms drove the racket behind his head to suddenly chop downward.
Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…
After the violent sound of wind pressure, the racket swung by the entire arm turned into a series of afterimages.
Boom!
A pale yellow light flashed, and the tennis ball disappeared.
"As fast !"
Atobe's eyes were fixed on Sanada's racket draw, and it was as if a picture was replayed in his pupils. Every trace of afterimage was taken away by him, and he quickly returned to the moment of hitting the ball.
"it's here!"
With a light laugh, Tezuka tiptoed slightly and slid to the right.
He waved his slender arms confidently towards the air.
Boom!
Not too early or too late, the tennis ball just fell into his net. Then, Atobe pulled it instantly, and the tennis ball flew back to Sanada's backhand.
Boom!
Waiting for him was Sanada who was already in position. He swung his backhand and the tennis ball disappeared with the racket again for a moment.
Tap tap...
Atobe ran quickly towards the other side of his baseline.
"Hey, nice backhand!"
With his good footwork, Atobe used the front end of the racket to pull back the wind-like ball that was heading to the opposite diagonal.
The tennis ball went back with a strong side spin.
The next moment, a steady figure appeared in front of the net.
"Xu Rulin!"
Strong and confident words came out of his mouth.
Facing the tennis ball with a special spin, Sanada lowered the racket in his hand and slid it downward diagonally.
Swish...
Like a dead leaf, the rotation on the tennis ball was completely eliminated by Sanada. After drawing a low arc, the tennis ball rolled down to the ground.
"15-0"
Looking at Sanada in front of the net, Atobe was speechless. Sanada had taken into account the follow-up of every ball.
"Have you overcome the backhand flaw?"
On the high platform, Kenya Oshitari's eyes widened. Although he still couldn't see Sanada's backswing clearly, he still saw the improvement in Sanada's backhand in the previous ball.
“Are these people monsters?”
Kenya Oshitari couldn't help feeling a little tired. Only three days had passed and Sanada had quickly made up for the slight shortcomings that had been revealed at the beginning.
It's no wonder that Ken Oshitari was surprised. This kind of shot that is beyond the range of the naked eye is already terrifying, and now Sanada is constantly raising the upper limit.
But what he probably didn't expect was that Sanada's backhand had already reached that limit, and was just one step away from the final goal.
…
Off the court.
Sanada's fierce offensive continues.
Compared with before, he now uses the four true meanings of wind, forest, fire and mountain more smoothly. The continuous attacks combined with two or three of them made Jibe a little embarrassed.
boom!
Fast as the wind!
Stepping into the midfield, Sanada made another sharp shot into the corner as fast as the wind.
With a look of helplessness on his face, Tezuka could only chase towards the bottom corner.
Boom!
The tennis ball was barely blocked by his outstretched racket, but it gave Sanada another chance.
"Oops!"
Looking at the tennis ball flying high in the air, Atobe thought to himself that something was not good. He thought of Sanada's smash that was like a raging fire.
"Invasion is like fire!"
Sure enough, with a loud shout, Sanada jumped up with his racket raised.
Boom!
Like a ball of burning red flame, the tennis ball hit the midfield line of Tezuka heavily, leaving a charred mark on the ground.
"Game, Rikkai University Affiliated High School Genichiro Sanada, 2-1."
"Exchange venues."
The situation turned around and Sanada took the lead again!
Atobe looked at the tennis ball on the ground in thought, and a glimmer of enlightenment appeared in his eyes. Sanada's attack seemed random and without any rules, but in fact, there were traces to follow, one link after another.
First, focus the opponent's attention and spend your mind observing the path of the wind. Then, use the wind to continuously maneuver diagonally to find a flaw, and finally use the ultimate move to end the attack...
Based on Fast as the Wind, with Wind, Fire and Forest constantly interspersed, the tennis system developed by Sanada himself has basically taken shape.
The effect after it was slightly formed was also amazing. The attacks were linked one after another, and the occasional defense seemed airtight with the help of the attacks.
Atobe became noticeably quiet, as he knew very well that opponents with complete tennis systems were very difficult to deal with.
…
Swish~
The tennis ball flew, and Atobe just swung the racket in a very standard way. For the time being, he did not use the Tannhauser serve again, and Atobe was ready to feel Sanada's closed-loop offensive.
The tennis ball passed through the net at high speed, and a hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of Sanada on the opposite side.
Although he didn't understand why Atobe didn't use the Tannhauser serve again, he would not miss such a good opportunity.
"Fast as the wind!"
boom!
…
"Xu Rulin!"
Snapped…
"Sanada Genichirō scores, the score is 15-0."
…
boom!
…
boom!
"30-0"
Atobe tried to drag out each round as long as possible, and Sanada's system also gave him many flashes of inspiration.
"But we still can't lose our serve."
With a smile on his face, Atobe once again adopted a posture different from the usual serving posture.
Swish…
Toss the ball and draw the racket, all in one go.
I practiced the serve countless times until I was able to hit it skillfully.
"Another change?"
Sanada frowned. Later, he thought that Atobe's wrist couldn't bear such great pressure, but now it seems...
Tap tap...
Without any extra time to think, Sanada's speed began to explode.
Boom!
Got it!
Compared to the embarrassment in the first game, this time Sanada hit back Atobe's Tannhauser serve in one go .
"Want that double smash?"
Looking at Atobe rising into the air, Sanada tightened his grip on the racket and murmured softly to himself.
"No, that's not right! It's a fake move."
With his racket held high in the air, Tobe feinted, and the smash he was about to hit was instead hit sideways.
boom!
The tennis ball drew a straight yellow light in the air and headed straight for Sanada's blind spot at the baseline.
"15-30"
"hateful!"
…
Atobe gave a slightly sarcastic smile and walked straight to the backcourt to kick off again.
boom!
"30-30"
…
boom!
"Game, Hyotei Academy Atobe Keigo, 2-2."
"Clam……"
Sanada breathed a little. The annoying guy on the opposite side had quite good tactics and strategies on the court.
…
“It’s really a fierce competition.”
The round brush in Inui Sadaharu's hand never stopped moving. Whether it was Sanada or Atobe, both of them gave him too many things to record.
"Yeah, that minister of Hyotei has really good eyesight. My eyes are so sore right now."
Rubbing his big eyes, Kikumaru Eiji said with admiration. His dynamic vision was excellent, but after a few games, the backswing of Sanada's shot became blurry when he saw it again.
"Eiji, can you see that Sanada's batting?!"
Hearing the words of his companions, Oishi was surprised.
“I could see it at first, but now it’s a little painful.”
Kikumaru looked so matter-of-fact that everyone else looked at him sideways. Even Tezuka and Fuji looked over.
"Fuji has excellent dynamic vision..."
A dry white mirror light flashed, and it quickly recorded it on the page of notes where Qingxue was written.
"Look carefully, the test is over, and the real competition is coming next."
With his arms folded across his chest , Tezuka's steady words rang in the ears of several people.
"A real fight?"
Everyone in Qingxue was stunned. Was the intensity just now just a test? They looked at Tezuka with confusion.
However, Tezuka had already turned his head, leaving them with only his tall figure, without giving any explanation.
call……
I didn’t know what to say, and for a moment, everyone’s breathing became heavy.