"It's windy."
"Swish." He raised his arm and twisted the tennis ball in his hand.
The tennis ball spun at high speed and fell downward.
He pulled the tennis racket in his hand hard and hit the tennis ball out.
"Cut serve? Why use this serving posture? This kind of tennis serve is not as strong or fast as a normal serve." Inoue Mamoru frowned and muttered to himself. He subconsciously looked at Nanjiro, only to find that Nanjiro had a playful smile on his face.
"Oh my, the little ones nowadays are very interesting."
Nanjiro's eyes lit up.
The current tennis world is amazing, with many talented young people emerging.
Maybe in a dozen years, I can really retire completely.
........
"This ball... will disappear." Fuji regained his gentle smile and reminded.
The tennis ball spun very fast. When it bounced off the ground, it left countless afterimages in the air, and finally disappeared in the sunlight.
"Disappeared?! Did the ball really disappear?!" there were exclamations from the sidelines.
"Bang." However, with a casual hit from Kamishiro Lan, the tennis ball that had disappeared appeared in the racket. It seemed to be twisted under the huge force and exploded into Fuji's court.
"How is this possible?!" Fuji's eyes widened, he quickly ran to the landing point, braked suddenly, twisted his body with his ankle, swung his forehand and hit the tennis ball back.
"Bang." But the next moment, an explosion sounded in the other half of the court, and a charred ball mark was imprinted on the bottom line of the right half of the court.
"15-0."
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