"Intentionally hit the ball at the front 1/3 of the racket to increase the rotation. Once it is hit back, the ball with different rotations is already in place. This first-year kid has completely fallen into the trap." Akutsu snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt: "It takes so much effort to hit a rookie."
"Ibu Shinji..." A cold light flashed in Echizen's eyes.
This year's Fudomike is indeed home to many hidden talents.
The Ibu Shinji in front of him is not outstanding in strength, speed, reaction, etc., and he has no actual shortcomings.
But there was a strong sense of unease in playing against him.
It is not difficult to conclude from what Ibu Shinji said before: Ibu twenty days ago might not be as good as himself.
But twenty days later, he underwent such a transformation.
Why?
Could it be...
A guess emerged in Echizen's mind.
But it was immediately denied.
That's impossible.
The progress made in just twenty days is limited.
"Try it again, serve with an outswing."
When the ball hit the ground, spun, and bounced back, Ibu Shinji shook his head in disappointment: "I told you, Echizen, this trick doesn't work on me anymore."
"It's too early to say that now." Echizen hit back unyieldingly.
The tennis ball kept bouncing between the two players, and the two of them refused to give in to each other, making the game more and more tense.
.......
"Damn, why is it so difficult!" Echizen saw a tennis ball rushing towards him with an air flow.
"Score some points for me!" With firm conviction, he swung the racket violently.
"Such a strong backspin force, oh no, my hand!!" The moment the racket and the ball collided, Echizen's face changed.
"Swoosh." The tennis ball went out of bounds.
"Game, 3-1, Echizen Ryoma is leading."
"Okay, let's finish it quickly." Ibu looked at Echizen who was rubbing his wrist and gave a meaningful smile.
"Let me show you the ball skills that the Minister taught me."
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