"You're so arrogant." Kuki looked at Akutsu seriously.
He is much taller than a junior high school student, with full muscles, long legs, and explosive calf muscles.
No matter how you look at it, he's not an easy person to deal with.
"Hey, did that white-haired guy from Fudomine often appear at the street tennis court before?"
"He seems to be the one who defeated Rikkai University's regular selection!"
There were exclamations from the sidelines.
"Defeating the regular team of Rikkai University?! Are you kidding?" Kuki was horrified.
In the junior high school world, Rikkai University weighs on everyone's mind like a huge mountain.
Any one of them can beat Kakigi Junior High School.
Kakigi's goal this year is just to enter the Kanto tournament.
If they can defeat Rikkai University’s regular team, then their strength must be at least at the Kanto level!
"Trouble!" Jiu Guigui looked serious.
At this moment, several unfamiliar figures appeared around the stands.
"Is it Hyotei? Hyotei actually came to watch the game?!" the audience looked shocked.
"The team that came is still Team One! Hyotei is playing a match during this period, right? In order to watch Fudomine's match, they actually let Team Two participate in the regional competition. Aren't they afraid of failure?"
"Could it be that in their minds, Fudomine is an opponent that could threaten them?"
After coming to this conclusion, Kuki's breathing suddenly became rapid.
"Hmph, you've won two games in such a short time. You're worthy of being Fudomine, worthy of being my opponent, Kamishiro Ai." Atobe stood behind the wire mesh, his right finger tangled in his bangs, his tone feminine.
"It should have only been five minutes since the start of the game, and Kakiki couldn't resist at all." Oshitari said solemnly: "Atobe, you are right, Fudomine is very scary."
"It's the right decision to come here this time. I've seen the schedule. Today, Seigaku Gakuin will face Fudomine. It's going to be a good show to watch then." Atobe's eyes were always on the calm Kamishiro Lan, and he said with interest.
"I wonder if Kamishiro will take action."
"Fuji Shusuke and Tezuka of Seigaku should be his targets."
"It doesn't matter." Atobe snapped his fingers loudly: "I will take action, and they will all be immersed in my magnificent skills."
"Oh? Atobe, you were not gorgeous at all last time on the tennis court." Kamishiro Lan had noticed Atobe's figure a long time ago, and when Atobe was bragging, he promptly offered his condolences.
"Damn Kamijiro." Atobe's face suddenly turned dark.
"Is he the guy who embarrassed the minister? He looks very polite and gentle." The faces of the Hyotei regulars varied.
At this time, with the referee's announcement, the game officially began.
"front."
The serve came to Akutsu's side.
Looking at Kuki who treated him seriously, Akutsu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth into a cruel arc.
"Pa...pa..." The tennis balls kept hitting the ground and the whole venue was silent.
Then, Akutsu's eyes suddenly changed, his body suddenly tensed up, and when the ball was thrown up, his body slightly bent into an arc, his feet were slightly raised, and he slammed the racket in his right hand.
"Bang!" With the perfect posture, the tennis ball shot out like an explosion, making a sound of breaking wind.
"Swoosh!" The tennis ball whizzed past, and Kuki's shocked expression became the background.
"15-0." Even the referee was stunned for a moment. If the game had not just started and his attention had not been focused, he might not have been able to catch the ball.
"So fast..." Looking at Akutsu's ferocious expression, Kuki's heart was filled with turbulent waves.
"How come Fudo Peak has so many masters? Jiugui sweated profusely."
This serve has a speed of at least 150 km/h.
"Kanto class." Atobe, who was watching the battle, said in a deep voice.
"Sure enough, Rikkai University's defeat in the regular season was not groundless. Akutsu has the ability."
"This guy's physical fitness should be ranked among the best in this national competition. Except for Atobe and me, the chance of winning against him should not be too high." Oshitari said solemnly.
"Don't underestimate yourself. After the devilish training, our Hyotei already has the strength to compete for the championship." Atobe said calmly.
Now he is no longer the national-level goalkeeper as jokingly called in the original book.
Last year, Bingdi hired a professional analysis team to provide scientific training for everyone.
Last year, they even made it to the national competition, but unfortunately lost to Shitenhoji.
This year, Hyotei is ambitious and aims for the championship.
"If that's all, there's nothing to be afraid of." Atobe smiled quite gently.
.......
On the court, Akutsu was not complacent about scoring.
After scoring a point, he quickly took the ball out of his pocket and threw it high.
"Bang!" The ball shot out like an arrow.
"Step." Jiu Gui, who had been on guard, caught the path of the ball this time. He took a sudden step, and when his left foot stepped on the ground, he exerted strength from his waist and abdomen and hit the ball back with a fierce straight racket, shouting arrogantly.
"Do you really think you can score with this kind of ball?"
"Buzz."
In response, he was met with a ray of light as fast as thunder, which instantly passed over the net and headed towards the right bottom corner of the half court.
"Step." After all, Kuki is Kakiki's trump card, and his singles ability is pretty good. He caught up with the tennis ball in a few breaths.
"Crack." The force from the tennis racket made his pupils shrink suddenly.
My arms began to tremble and the racket even seemed to be about to slip out of my hands.
The power is so strong? !
He struggled to hit the ball back, but the quality of the shot was average, the ball was slightly upward, and lacked strength and speed.
Akutsu seized the opportunity, took quick steps, pressed his body forward, and suddenly jumped up with his racket pointing downward in a backhand position.
"Swish." With a slight sound, the tennis ball lightly passed over the net and rolled to the ground.
"30-0."
"He's very fast and very calm. Kuki seems to be a little confused." Gan, who was watching the game, had a twinkling eye. "His physical fitness is enough to play straightforward tennis, but he is very delicate in his ferociousness and uses the least amount of energy to play tennis. He is very smart."
"Hey, you're not going to be able to do it, are you?" Akutsu grinned and said mockingly.
He threw the ball in his hand and served it again at high speed.
"Bang." Kuki chased after him and hit back with a powerful backspin ball.
"Too weak, too weak." The counterattack flew back at a faster speed and instantly penetrated Jiuki's half of the court.
Gan on the sidelines was keenly aware of Akutsu's little move.
"The angle of his arm stretches further, and his left leg is further forward than usual. He uses his waist, abdomen, legs, arms and other parts to offset the rotation, and applies stronger force and rotation to the return ball. This posture requires extremely strong flexibility and explosive power."
"Only after years of practice can one make such a comeback."
"This match is no longer of any reference value. Kuki's strength has declined this year. He is no match for Akutsu." Gan closed the notebook expressionlessly.
"This is not good news for Qingxue."
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