Chapter 485 Desperate (first update, please subscribe.)

Boom!

The rear of the court.

With his feet off the ground, Shimura jumped high into the air, and the racquet in his hand hit the tennis ball.

Suddenly.

Tennis turned into light and disappeared from the eyes of most people off the court at the same time.

A corner of the serve area of ​​the court opposite Shimura.

There was a huge roar.

Smoke rises.

After an instant.

Behind the baseline.

“Wow…

The barbed wire shook.

The tennis ball appeared suddenly and was directly embedded in the wire.

“Shimura scored!

“The score is 15:0.”

“Shimura leads!!

The referee on the sidelines announced.

Ten seconds later.

Bend your knees.

The feet exert force.

Shimura quickly jumped into the air again.

Turn your body sideways.

Lift your shoulders.

Whoosh whistling.

Under Shimura’s control, racquet marched downward vigorously, and then blasted from top to bottom behind the tennis side that had just turned from upward to static.

Tennis accelerated rapidly.

Bang roar!



The smoke rose again.

“Wow…”

The barbed wire that had just returned to rest swayed again, and the sixth yellow-green tennis ball was inlaid on the barbed wire.

“Shimura scored.

“The score is 30:0.

“Shimura is ahead!”

The referee on the 860 side of the field announced loudly.

“Minister Shimura, he is too strong, the speed of serve is too fast, and it is a continuous ace ball, Deputy Minister Tegazuka can’t do anything with Minister Shimura’s serve!”

“The Deputy Minister of Shoujia was also recognized by the Professional Tennis Monthly as a top player with national strength shortly after the beginning of school last year. He did not miss a defeat in the external game, but the result of the game was such a result?”

“Shoujia has lost three games in a row, and this game has also lost two goals in a row. If you lose two goals, the score of this game will become four to zero!”

The audience outside the venue one after another.

The inside of the court.

After serving the tennis, Shimura still stayed behind the court and did not enter the court.

It’s very obvious.

He is determined that his hand will not be able to pick up the tennis ball.

The other end of the court.

The center of the backcourt.

Lean forward.

The knee is slightly bent.

The action of the player preparing to catch the ball is very standard, but he has no chance of swinging at all.

After half a minute.

A bang sounded from the side of the hand’s house.

Shoujia’s eyes condensed, his right foot moved sideways, but he just moved a lot of two steps.

“Wow!”

The eighth tennis ball is inlaid on the barbed wire behind the court.

“Shimura scored, this game is over.

“The score is 4:0.”

“Shimura leads!

The referee announced loudly.

The side outside the court.

“Handsman, he was fully prepared to receive the ball just now, and he also had the intention to receive the ball, but he still couldn’t respond to Shimura’s serve in a timely manner.”

“Even if you have already adapted to four goals in the second game, it is still the same if you have adapted to three goals in this game.”

“Shimura can easily crack Tezuka’s zero-style serve, but the handists are helpless with Shimura’s serve. This is the gap between the world’s best junior high school students and Japan’s top junior high school students?”

“Even though the handist had already awakened the limit of tempering and the limit of talent last year, and reproduced the two great meanings of Nanjiro’s three great meanings of non-self, he still has a qualitative difference from Shimura?”

Mamoru Inoue murmured in a deep voice.

“Easily crushed the hand.”

“That’s why Shimura said that the Tejia and Fuji are still far from the professional level, and even after tempering, they can only serve as substitutes in the current Japan U17 selection?”

Coach Ryugasaki’s eyes are deep.

The fourth round is not an odd round, and there is no need to exchange courts after the game.

In the discussion.

Under the gaze of everyone off the court.

Shimura, who played the fourth serve of the fourth game, stepped forward and entered the court again.

Opposite Shimura.

“Shimura did not use the five senses to strengthen, but he is still invulnerable.”

“Such a gap.

“The relationship between me and Shimura is bigger than last year!”

The hand held the racquet tightly.

After taking a few long breaths and adjusting his mood with several pieces of ten seconds at the same time, the hand took a deep look for a long time, and then turned and walked towards the back of the court (aidd).

The first game was broken by Shimura’s zero-type serve, the second game was sealed by Shimura’s serve, and the third game was sealed by Shimura’s serve. This game continues to be zero-sealed by serve!

Even if the player’s mental quality is stronger than that of most players of the same age, his mood still fluctuates.

soon.

The discussion outside the court disappeared.

Coach Ryugasaki, Mamoru Inoue, Fuji Kazumo, and other Seigaku Tennis Club members, Momogi and Yuta, and other players in the Tennis Club who are not elected members, and ordinary Seigaku students outside the Tennis Club.

Their attention was once again focused on the court.

“Hands, come on! Your strength is far beyond ours, and your training is no less than anyone else. Even if your opponent is Shimura, you can’t just lose the game like this!”

“What you are facing now is the opponent you have been trying to catch up with for a year!”

Oishi shouted towards the court.

Shimura fights against the hand.

In this game, Shoujia has lost four games in a row. In the next game, the fifth game is Shoujia’s serve game, and the sixth game is Shimura’s serve game.

If the player loses the serve game again, the result of this game will be almost completely certain.

Under the gaze of everyone off the court including Oishi.

Shoujia crossed the baseline of the court.

After a few seconds of preparation.

Bend your knees.

The feet exert force.

Shoujia jumped into the air.

Turn your body sideways.

racquet waved.

There was a bang.

The high-quality inside corner kick with a speed of more than 190 kilometers per hour, power, angle, and rotation was born on the racquet of the hand.

Bang!

The precise bombardment of the tennis ball is at the very edge of the serve area.

The moment the tennis ball bounces.

The tennis ball hits a position close to one hundred meters to the left and back.

Lean to the right.

Racquet waved down.

The ear-splitting roar sounded instantly.

Under the bombardment of racquet, the tennis ball was severely deformed and then violently rotated under the friction of the platoon.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball crosses the net along an arc.

In a very short time, it bombarded the back right of the opposite court.

“Step! Step! Step! Step!”

The footsteps stopped.

The side of the intersection of the baseline and the right sideline.

Lean to the left.

Move the right hand to the left.

The white air surging on the arm.

Full backhand swing.

Under the control of his hand, the racquet in his hand blasted towards the tennis ball.

After a short stalemate.

The sound of taste.

The sound of racquet landing.

One minute later.

The voice of Weicha.

Shoujia vs. Zhicun.

The fifth game.

Racquet fell to the ground for the fourth time.

“Shimura scored, this game is over.”

“The score is 5:0.!

“Shimura leads”

“The two sides exchange court!

The referee’s voice rang from the sidelines.

“There is only one game, and the serve game of the next game is Shimura.”

“This is a desperate situation!”

Oishi shook his head helplessly.

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