Chapter 110: Fuji Shusuke's Will to Fight
"I knew it." Echizen pressed his hat down, looking helpless.
If things go as expected, I'm sure to lose.
Unlike Echizen Ryoma's helplessness, Akutsu is full of fighting spirit.
"Well, if I win, it's okay for me to ask you to do anything, right?" He asked with a malicious look on his face.
"Of course, as long as it doesn't violate the law." Kamishiro Lan spread his hands.
"Very good, then I predict 6-1." Akutsu grinned.
Guan Yuechu doesn't have any muscles on his body, and his racket-holding posture is fairly standard, but it gives people a soft feeling, and his strength is definitely not strong.
On the contrary, Fuji Shusuke has completed his evolution after the baptism of Kamishiro Ai. The current Fuji Shusuke is a player that even Akutsu dare not guarantee that he can beat.
So the score of 6-1 is still solid.
"Then I'll go 6-3." Echizen Ryoma frowned and thought.
He has his own considerations.
Fuji Shusuke is indeed very powerful, and it is easy for him to crush Kanzuki.
but!
The fatal flaw in Fuji Shusuke's character is that he lets others win.
He will never go all out, but will slowly force Guanyue to use his full strength.
Based on his understanding of Fuji, Echizen Ryoma boldly gave the score of 6-3.
"6-3? Echizen, you're so smart. You actually chose the score I wanted." Kamishiro Lan made a helpless and regretful expression.
"Then I can only choose...6-0." However, he changed the subject and said with a smile.
"Oh no, something bad has happened." Echizen's expression froze, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"6-0, you think too highly of your squinty eyes," Akutsu scoffed arrogantly.
Echizen shook his head secretly.
Senior Akutsu, you are really too stubborn. Since the minister proposed playing this game, it means he is absolutely sure to win.
Seigaku also noticed Fudomine coming to the stands.
"Do they want to see how we defeat St. Rudolph?" Taocheng said carelessly.
"After this competition, we will compete with Yinhua for a place in the finals, and Fudomine's opponent will be Hyotei." Gan's eyes flickered, and he was extremely solemn: "Our chance of defeating Yinhua is as high as 89%, but our chance of winning against Fudomine or Hyotei is less than 20%."
"Hey, damn, you're really spoiling the fun. The game hasn't even started yet!" Kikumaru protested dissatisfiedly.
"It's sad, but these are theories deduced from scientific data," Gan said expressionlessly.
"Don't worry about these. As long as we play well in every game, our Seigaku will definitely make it to the national competition this year." Tezuka said in a deep voice.
It is a bit sad to say that Kunimitsu Tezuka, who should have been ranked among the best in the country, did not aspire to win the national championship, but instead only made it to the national competition.
How ironic!
.......
In the field, Guan Yuechu glanced at Fuji Yuta of Qingxue's team, with a cold look in his eyes.
He saw the talent of Yuta Fuji, brought him to St. Rudolf, and taught him the unique skill of outspin.
In the end, he ended up shooting himself in the foot.
Not only did Fuji Yuta leave St. Rudolph, he also joined Seigaku and became St. Rudolph's rival.
Seeing the hostility in Fuji's eyes, Guan Yue just felt annoyed.
I cultivated your younger brother for you, and you still look at me like this!
"Hmph. What an ungrateful pair of brothers." He couldn't help but sneer.
"Gratitude? Teaching Yuta's football skills will affect his physical development, and you still want me to be grateful?" Upon hearing this, Fuji's expression turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Guan Yue was speechless for a moment, and then he defended himself: "Tsk, this is all for victory. Without that skill, he would be nothing but cannon fodder now!"
"Damn, this guy Guanyue." Fuji Yuta grabbed the barbed wire angrily and stared at the field.
"There's no point in saying more, just guess." Fuji turned the racket.
"front."
"Aigaku Fuji Shusuke kicks off." Following the referee's announcement, the two players stood in their respective courts.
"It seems like they have a grudge against each other." Echizen Ryoma narrowed his eyes: "Judging from Fuji Shusuke's personality, he will slowly tease this guy. So, is your prediction of 6-0 ill-considered?" After careful consideration, Echizen Ryoma finally came to the conclusion that Kamishiro Ai would fail.
"Oh? That's not necessarily true. The Fuji Shusuke of today is not the Fuji Shusuke of the past." What Kamishiro Lan said is worth pondering.
"Swish." Fuji Shusuke raised his arms and spun the tennis ball hard. The tennis ball fell freely under the high-speed rotation. When it fell to a certain height, Fuji Shusuke pulled the tennis ball in his hand hard from bottom to top.
"Swoosh." The tennis ball immediately flew towards Guanyue.
"Hitting the ball? Could it be..." This familiar action gave Ryoma Echizen an ominous premonition.
"This ball will disappear." Fuji Shusuke regained his usual smile.
The next moment, the trajectory of the tennis ball after crossing the net suddenly became strange and elusive. It kept flashing in the air, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes up and sometimes down. After forming countless afterimages, it completely disappeared from sight.
"Hmph, the disappearing serve? It's useless. I have carefully collected the data of your match with Kamishiro. I have long seen through the disappearing serve. Raise the angle 15 degrees, lower the racket 5 degrees, take a step forward, apply the standard force, and you can hit back." Guanyue had a wild smile on his face. He laughed and swung the racket violently.
"Oh? It seems that he is also a data type, and seems very powerful!" Kikumaru was stunned.
"Wow, this Guanyue seems to be quite capable." Many junior high school regulars also whispered.
"Bang." The tennis ball flew out of the court.
"15-0."
The place was silent until a burst of laughter broke out after a while.
"Is this a joke?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
"How is that possible? His counterattack is different from what the data shows." Guanyue looked incredulous.
"It seems like Fuji Shusuke is going to go all out." Echizen Ryoma sighed.
"Damn it, this idiot, how could he be so bad!" Akutsu grabbed the wire mesh angrily and yelled at Guanyue: "Hey, kid, pay attention, or I will kill you."
"Kamiyo? So you're here too." Fuji Shusuke noticed Kamishiro Lan and his eyes were deep.
Since that battle with you, the desire to win in my body seems to be burning. In order to defeat you, I will train harder.
In this game, I will let you see the results of my training.
"Swoosh." Fuji Shusuke spun the ball and delivered another disappearing serve.
"30-0."
"40-0."
"Game, 1-0, Seigaku Fujitsu takes the lead."
"Damn it, how could this happen? Why are the abilities and statistics he displayed so completely different?" Guanyue was completely confused.
As they passed by, Fuji Shusuke said, "Well, the data you collected is already outdated. No one will stand still."
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