"Bang."
The tennis ball quickly flew over the net and hit the baseline.
Kamishiro Lan smiled and remained motionless.
"Bang!" The tennis ball hit the ground and flew out of bounds.
"Out, game, 1-0, Fudomine Kamishiro Aragami is leading." The referee gave the decision after confirmation.
"Bingdi~Bingdi~" The Bingdi cheerleaders immediately offered encouragement.
Although the team lost points on this ball, at least they managed to fight back.
"As expected of Atobe, he is really amazing. He broke the rebuke in just one round." Looking at the obvious charred ball marks on the ground, Tachibana couldn't help but admire.
The ball landed less than two centimeters away from the baseline. I believe that Tomokazu will be able to hit the ball into the baseline next time.
"Yes, Atobe Keigo is still quite capable." Chitose also nodded.
"Smart, use the first swing to trick the airflow of the tennis ball, then change hands and use the strong core strength of the body to twist the body and hit the ball back. The principle is simple, but the operation is difficult. Tetsube's body muscles are very strong and full." Gan couldn't help but admire.
Hips, abdomen, legs.
These three muscles are indispensable.
"Hmm~ I probably won't be able to return this ball. It seems I need to strengthen my training. My legs are pretty good, but my hips need more exercise." Gan muttered to himself.
"Senior Gan...you need to increase your training intensity." Kaidou Xun, who was standing beside him, widened his eyes in shock.
He is the man who knows the most about Gan's training volume. Ever since being defeated by Echizen, Gan's training volume has increased to an unimaginable level.
Haitang worked very hard, but he knew that Gan might work even harder than him.
Gan, who has been accumulating strength, will shock everyone one day.
Thinking of this, Kaidou Xun suddenly recalled an afternoon when she was working out. When she was doing squats, her pants were not tight and slipped down, revealing her round and full buttocks. Her face suddenly turned red.
Senior Gan, your butt is already perfect.
He couldn't help but say in his heart.
......
In the second game, Kamishiro Ai served.
"Let me see your gorgeous ball skills." Kamishiro Lan looked at Atobe meaningfully, suddenly threw the ball up, bent his knees and jumped, and when the ball reached the highest point, he slammed the racket down hard.
"The Thirty-Two of the Broken Path: Yellow Fire Flash."
The tennis ball suddenly turned into a fireball while flying, leaving behind a brilliant trail of flames.
"Bang." The flames exploded at the feet of Tobe and embedded themselves deeply into the wire mesh behind him, making a crackling sound due to the high temperature.
"15, 15-0." The referee's voice couldn't help but tremble.
How could it be so fast?
Atobe swallowed hard, cold sweat running down his forehead.
"Ah Feng, the speed of this serve has surpassed your heavy artillery serve, right?"
Shishido Ryo felt his mouth dry and stammered.
"Yes, it's faster than my shot." Feng Changtaro held the railing tightly with both hands, his eyes shocked.
His powerful serve is considered a killer weapon in national competitions. The speed of the ball is so fast that even many national-level players may not be able to return it.
"The ball turned into a fireball." The whole audience was boiling.
When the illusions seen by countless people are unified, then the illusion becomes real.
They were not wrong.
"Fireball, the tennis ball really turned into fire?!"
The whole audience was stunned.
In past games, there were indeed some incredible skills, such as the Son of God's control of the five senses.
But the expressiveness of this type of skill is not as good as the direct and clear flame like the yellow fire flash.
The shock brought by watching the game is indescribable.
"Generally speaking, the power and speed of a serve are inversely proportional. The faster the serve, the weaker the power! However, Shen Dai's serve is different. Not only is it fast, it's also very powerful." Gan pointed fearfully at the tennis ball embedded in the wire mesh, which was still warm.
"The force of the ball was so great that it embedded itself into the wire mesh. Look at the field, there was even a burnt mark left by the ball."
Everyone looked and, as expected, there was a charred round ball mark at the bottom line of the Atobe half.
"Tezuka, can you receive this serve?" Gan looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu.
"It's a bit difficult and requires some time to adapt." Tezuka Kunimitsu murmured.
"How can I catch it? The ball is so fast that my eyes can't catch it. My eyes get sore if I watch it for a few more seconds." Kikumaru, who has excellent dynamic vision, couldn't help but speak.
"Atobe has excellent insight, which was fully demonstrated in last year's national competition. I think this may be the purpose of Kamishiro." Gan adjusted his glasses: "Continuously squeeze Atobe's potential and make his insight evolve."
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