His eyes caught the ball, but his unaccustomed right hand did not follow.
"Echizen, you better give it your all, otherwise you will lose miserably."
"Tsk." Echizen switched the racket to his left hand, a wicked smile on his lips.
"Well, you're still a long way off."
"Ha." Ibu's high-speed serve arrived.
Ibu's tennis is about technique and low energy.
Mainly use the simplest posture to hit the most effective ball.
No matter how you perform, Ibu's expression will not change much and his mood will always remain stable.
If Ibu were to take special fishing training, there would be no problem for him to sit by the river all day.
It can be said that Ibu's current state of mind is Akutsu's goal.
Faced with such an opponent, Echizen didn't know what to do.
In the past, he could always find the opponent's flaws, but in the current fight, he has been forced to use his left hand, and the opponent's information is basically unknown.
"What's wrong, Echizen? Where's your previous momentum?"
During the fight, Ibu did not forget to use words to stimulate Echizen Ryoma.
"Damn it!" Echizen paused in anger, tapped his toes, and jumped lightly, pulling the tennis ball back the moment it bounced off the ground.
"Snap." The tennis ball flashed through the yellow light like a dagger, accurately penetrated the blind spot where Ibu turned around, and bounced out of the court.
"15-15."
"Not bad." Ibu rubbed his wrist.
Since he was still carrying some weight, his body was rather stiff.
After Echizen opened fire, Ibu began to lose points one after another.
"30-15."
"40-15."
"Game, 1-0, Echizen Ryoma is leading."
With the score announced, the first game ended.
"As expected of Echizen, a first-year student has such strength. If it was twenty days ago, I might not have been able to win." Ibu said with a convinced look on his face.
"Hey, Ibu, stop playing and finish it quickly." Kamio said indifferently.
Echizen watched the scene calmly, lowered his hat, and walked towards his own half.
He knew that Ibu Shinji was not giving his all.
To be precise, he is still in the layout stage.
Through repeated counterattacks, Echizen could clearly feel that returning the ball was becoming increasingly difficult.
Looking at Ibu's calm and profound face, Echizen's expression became solemn.
"The people of Fudo Peak are not simple."
"Click." He switched the racket to his right hand and hit the tennis ball hard.
"Outward spin serve?" As soon as Iwu saw this familiar posture, he immediately understood.
Echizen threw the ball high, jumped slightly, and with a light shout, slammed the ball down with the racket.
"Swish." The tennis ball spun wildly when it hit the ground, and then bounced towards Ibu Shinji's face.
"Swish." The wind created by the tennis ball brushed past his cheek, and the tennis ball flew out of bounds.
"15-0." Echizen read out the score confidently.
"Even though I knew it was an outspin serve, it wasn't as easy to return as I thought when I actually faced it. The spin on the ball is very strong, and it's not easy to return it in my current condition." Ibu rubbed his wrist.
The weight has a great impact on him.
"30-0."
"40-0."
"Game, 2-0, Echizen Ryoma is leading."
In a blink of an eye, Echizen won the serve.
......
"It seems that this first-year student has some skills. Ibu was suppressed."
Kamio outside the field said with a serious expression.
"Hmm." Akutsu squeezed out a syllable through his nose.
"However, this is only under the premise of carrying weight." Kamio smiled easily.
......
"Why is he so calm after losing two games?" Echizen stared at Ibu Shinji who had a calm expression, and thought to himself.
Although he had a two-game advantage, he felt the pressure of being chased.
"Bang."
"15-0."
"30-0."
"30-15."
Next, the two of them fought fiercely.
The strange feeling in Echizen's heart became stronger and stronger.
"Every ball he hit was aimed at a place that made me very uncomfortable." Echizen wanted to break the deadlock by changing the quality of his return balls, but failed.
"Game, 3-0, Echizen Ryoma is leading."
When Echizen won another game, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.
This round took much longer.
"It's almost over, Echizen. I'm no longer curious about you." Ibu Shinji's calm voice sounded.
"Swish." He turned the racket that was originally held in his forehand with his backhand, and suddenly cut out the moment the ball landed.
"My hand!" Echizen ran to the landing point as usual, but his body froze in place at the moment of swinging the racket.
A tennis ball passed by.
"15-0."
"Have you noticed that your body can't move?" Ibu Shinji's tone was calm.
"Although I don't know much about Seigaku, I am proud of myself for having such strength as a first-year student."
"Damn it!" Echizen held the ball tightly, his inner frustration making him angry.
"Bang." He jumped high and hit a perfect outspin serve.
"Crack, crack, crack." The ball spun wildly when it landed and bounced up suddenly.
"This trick is no longer useful to me!" Ibu Shinji took a step back and gently pulled from bottom to top with his right hand.
"Click." The tennis ball was hit accurately and flew towards Echizen's half of the court.
The ball made an arc in the air and fell towards the baseline.
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