Chapter 104: Kamishiro Treats This Match as a Game (First Order Request)
"It's finally here, the singles match between Kamishiro Ai and Ace Yamabuki." The regular players from the major junior high schools who were almost drowsy on the sidelines were perked up.
"Qingchun Sengoku, nicknamed Lucky Sengoku, likes to say lucky all the time. He once passed the youth trials and has excellent dynamic strength. His specialty is the high-scoring tiger cannon." He flipped through his notes, found information about Sengoku, and said slowly.
"But because he relies too much on luck, his strength growth rate is not satisfactory." Yanagi Renji added.
"But he is still Yamabuki's strongest singles player."
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"Oh, I didn't expect that this guy would be the one playing singles. He's really unlucky." Sengoku grabbed the tennis string and complained. In his sight, Kamishiro Ai was already standing on the competition court, and a feeling of suffocation came over him.
"This guy is so scary." He tightened his grip on the tennis string.
"Go ahead, Sengoku, and make sure to play a wonderful game." Currently, Yamabuki is trailing 0-4 and is certain to be eliminated in the first round, but the starting lineups are actually feeling relieved.
"Let them see how powerful our Yamabuki is."
"Give it a try."
Under the expectant gazes of his companions, Qianshi scratched his head and walked into the venue.
"Lucky Sengoku, I heard you're very lucky, then let me see it." Kamishiro Lan looked at Sengoku with a smile, and held the tennis racket in his hand facing the ground: "Heads or tails?"
"The head of Fudomine, Kamishiro Ai, I heard that your tennis ball is very dangerous. Please go easy on me. I'll choose the right one."
"Swish." The tennis racket began to spin and then fell to the ground.
"Positive." Kamishiro Lan picked up the tennis racket and said, "It seems that you are really lucky. I hope your luck can help you win the game."
After saying this, Kamishiro Lan revealed a malicious smile.
Does the metaphysical attribute of luck really exist, and can it even affect a game?
Ever since watching the anime, Kamishiro Ai has been deeply curious about Sengoku's lucky attribute.
After both sides have stood still, the referee announces the start of the match.
"The captain of Fudomine, Kamishiro Ai, is good at the Shikai of ball skills and defeated Fuji Shusuke 6-0." The information of Kamishiro Ai flashed in Sengoku's mind.
He believed that he was not as strong as Fuji. Even Fuji lost so badly, so he must not be much better.
"I'm so lucky, maybe I can find his weakness." Qianshi's eyes turned cold and he threw the ball high.
When the tennis ball fell to a certain height, he swung the racket out.
The moment the tennis ball flew out, he ran towards the net.
Because he understands that if he wants to score, he must take the opponent by surprise.
He has excellent insight and may be able to predict the direction of the ball based on Kamishiro Ai's movements, so that he can take the initiative.
"The movement of his swing..." There was a slight afterimage of the arm in his sight, causing his eyes to feel tired and stinging. Before Qianshi could react, the sound of a tennis ball falling to the ground came from beside him.
"Bang." The tennis ball turned into a stream of light and flew out of the court, hitting my feet.
"15-0."
"You'd better stay at the bottom line and play with me." In the sunlight, Kamishiro Lan showed a harmless smile.
Why did he keep me at the bottom line?
Qianshi looked solemn and returned to the serving point with inner doubts.
"Pa, pa." The whole venue was silent, with only the sound of Qianshi hitting the tennis ball.
What's going on? My hands are shaking.
Beads of sweat appeared on Qian Goku Qingchun's forehead, his lips were pursed, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
Am I afraid?
"Kamiyo Lan really looks like the god of death. I'm just standing here as a spectator, but I feel like escaping." Gan took a deep breath, calmed his inner restlessness, and murmured.
"This is the murderous intent of a tennis player. It's hard to imagine the pressure that Sengoku is under when he faces off against Kamishiro Ai." Yanagi Renji added.
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Even though Yamabuki has already lost, I will still play well in the last game because everyone is watching.
We can't hold back! !
Qianshi's eyes became firm and he tossed the ball.
The ball was thrown very high, causing exclamations from the sidelines.
If a person moves his body's center of gravity backward before throwing the ball, the thrown ball will naturally fly behind him.
so.
Throwing the tennis ball too high can easily lead to a distorted posture or even a serve error.
"Swish." Amid many puzzled looks, Qianshi jumped high, raised the tennis racket in his right hand, and slammed it down hard like a smash.
"Bang."
When the tennis ball collided with the racket, it seemed to create a shock wave, and then it shot towards Kamishiro Ai like a cannonball.
"Toss the tennis ball hard, jump up when the ball is at the highest point, and hit the ball with a smash. This way the ball will not only have power and speed, but also some of the body's power. This kind of serve can be understood as a heavy artillery serve, and people with weaker physiques cannot return it at all."
"In the beginning, he was selected into the Neon Youth Team because of this tiger cannon." Gan explained slowly.
But will this serve really work on Kamishiro Ai?
The answer is obviously no.
At the moment the ball hits the ground and bounces back, a red tennis racket has quietly left its mark on its inevitable trajectory.
"Bang." The tennis ball immediately flew back the way it came.
Qianshi didn't hesitate, he immediately went towards the ball, took a big step forward, stepped hard on the ground, and swung his right arm.
When the ball hit the racket, the force it felt was not as strong as he had imagined, but rather weak.
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