Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 213 Wizards and Strong Men

on the stand.

Amid the noisy cheers, Inoue Mamoru was already full of expectations.

The camera in his hand kept changing its focus, focusing on the two people on the tennis court below, taking close-up shots.

"It's actually Tezuka who comes on stage."

As for Jusaburo Mouri, Mamoru Inoue naturally collected information and knew about this rather special prodigy player.

Therefore, the national-level showdown immediately made Inoue Mamoru very interested.

My eyes were wide open, I was focused, my heart was filled with excitement, and I was unwilling to let go of any valuable and exciting shots.

At this moment, under the spotlight of everyone, the fierce battle of three singles on the tennis court has begun.

Bang!
With a crisp sound, the tennis ball that was thrown into the air was hit cleanly by Jusaburo Mori.

When hitting the ball with the racket, Mori Jusaburo's forearm swings and cuts the tennis ball inward and outward.

Mori Jusaburo's serving speed is not very fast, but the violent side spin in tennis balls should not be underestimated.

pat!

The tennis ball landed accurately on the bottom corner of the outside line of the service area in the right half of the court.

Immediately, amidst the exclamations of everyone, the tennis ball bounced from the ground and flew straight outward due to the effect of lateral internal spin.

Seeing this, Tezuka, who had already set off, quickly took two steps to his right side again, directly outside the doubles sideline.

boom!
With the tennis racket in his left hand, he pointed it to the right, then aimed at the flying tennis ball and swung it backhand without hesitation.

While his body was swinging, Tezuka's eyes were fixed on Jusaburo Mori, who was sprinting to the net at high speed on the left half with a smile on his face, his eyes sparkling.

Excellent inside-spin serve, accurate landing point, full power and spin, sudden outward flight, backhand shot against left-handers, and confidence in hitting the net after serving.

I have to say that Juzaburo Mori does have two brushes.

Judging from the first ball duel, it doesn't look like a guy who skips training every day, and who doesn't even face tennis seriously in his heart.

Thoughts in my heart were fleeting, but the action on the tennis court never stopped for a moment.

In the left half, Jusaburo Mori is surfing the Internet at high speed.

In the right half, Tezuka, who was transferred to the sidelines, quickly set off to return to defense.

"Hey~ I'm sorry, Tezuka, I won this first ball without ceremony."

brush!
As he spoke, Jusaburo Mori stepped heavily on his feet and jumped straight up.

Boom!
Serve to the net, violent smash!

The return of the ball, which was neither high nor short, actually showed that Tezuka was guarding against Tousaburo Mori's smash.

It's a pity that Juzaburo Mori used a variant of the "center of gravity vertical jump play", and volleyed the tennis ball out of the diagonal side of his body.

The target landing point is the sideline area of ​​the left half of the right half.

Boom! Boom!
"15-0."

After a muffled sound, Tezuka, who was 0.5 seconds slower, could only miss the tennis ball flying through the air. Mori Jusaburo scored first.

"Hey, Tezuka-kun, just like what our deputy director said, you are indeed very strong. You almost caught up with the ball just now."

Jusaburo Mouri's eyes flashed slightly. The shot just now seemed simple, but in fact it was not simple at all.

As a result, Tezuka almost received it. Thinking of this, Mori Jusaburo couldn't help but start staring at Tezuka, and he started to look at it.

As for the gaze of Tousaburo Mori, Minister Hingshan was habitually unmoved.

He just walked slowly to the receiving position in the left half and responded quietly.

"Let's continue playing, Mori-senpai."

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Looking at Tezuka Kunimitsu like this, the corners of Tousaburo Mori's mouth twitched, and his expression suddenly became surprised and weird.

"Ah, no, Tezuka-kun is as boring as Xiao Tiantian."

"Hmm~~~It's really interesting."

Immediately, in the sudden and explosive atmosphere, Mori Jusaburo came to the serving position and threw the tennis ball into the air again.

Bend down, lead the racket, swing your arms, and cut the racket slightly inwards.

After a crisp sound, the fierce fighting started again.

Bang!
The yellow tennis ball floated across the air during the swing of Jusaburo Mori, phantom flowing, and flew towards the right half of the court again.

The same outward flying serve, the same serve and net tactics.

After watching the score, Jusaburo Mori continued to use the strategy of the previous goal and sprinted towards the net. A proverb popped up in everyone's mind.

If you have good food, you won’t be afraid of being late; if you have good food, you won’t be afraid of getting old.
No matter whether the routine is new or old, whether it is useful or not is the most important point.

Therefore, seeing Hisaburo Mori's actions, many spectators started cheering and screaming, as if Hisaburo Mori had scored again.It's a pity that Mori Jusaburo's opponent this time is Tezuka.

boom!
With a crisp explosion, Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was mobilized from the extreme distance, made a large arc forehand and hit the tennis ball back to the left half.

The speed is not slow, the force is not weak, and the spin attached to the tennis ball is also quite powerful, allowing the tennis ball to glide directly through a beautiful crescent arc in the air, and hang directly on the baseline corner of the court in a straight line.

"Yeah! This ball!"

As he murmured in his heart, Jusaburo Mori stopped and stopped his forward momentum.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, he twisted his body and began to step and move laterally, preparing to directly launch a volley and half-volley without letting the ball fall to the ground.

Tezuka's straight ball gave Mori Jusaburo two options, a half-court volley and a corner counterattack from the bottom line of the backcourt.

But no matter which one it was, it directly interrupted Mori Juzaburo's online tactics.

"Good guy, Tezuka Kunimitsu, you're not bad!"

Bang!
During the analysis, Jusaburo Mori used his quick steps to rush to the scene.

There was another crisp sound, and the tennis ball was flying again.

In this way, a contest between Tousaburo Mori and Kunimitsu Tezuka started fiercely on the tennis court.

Bang!
"30-0."

boom!
"30-15."

peng!

"30-30."

Boom!
"40-30."

Bang!
"Score works."

"Game, Li Hai Da, Maori, score 1-0."

"Swap venues!"

After a fierce duel, Jusaburo Mori once again won two goals in a row and directly maintained his serve.

And under the sound of the referee's announcement, there was the excitement of the people in Lihai, the cheers resounding in the sky, and the crazy discussion of countless spectators.

"King! Li Hai Da! Always victorious! Li Hai Da!"

"Look, look, Rikkai Dai's three singles player has won another round."

"That Tezuka is no match for Mori."

"Isn't Tatekai University going to win 3-0 directly?"

"It should be a trial round. The legendary second strongest man in Seigakus, Tezuka Kunimitsu, who is favored by the professional circle, shouldn't be so weak, right?"

"Testing the game? Qingxue is testing him even though it's a life and death situation. He's thinking too much. I think he just can't beat him."

During the short time between games, the audience was buzzing with discussion.

Amid the heated discussion, the two people on the tennis court also left the court one after another, preparing to switch venues and take a short rest.

On the side of Mori Juzaburo, he walked leisurely and finished the game briskly. He didn't even pay attention to Tezuka, who remained calm-faced after losing the first round.

He returned to sit down next to Yukimura Seiichi, minding his own business and replenishing water.

As for Tezuka, he held a tennis racket and stepped off the court with a steady pace and his expression remained the same, seemingly without any change.

In the coaching bench, Tezuka and Sora Kitagawa looked at each other, and in tacit understanding, the two handed over towels and mineral water.

You hand it over, I pick it up. After drinking, I put it down, hand it over again, and pick it up again.

The harmonious scene unfolds in silence.

After Tezuka put down the water glass in his hand, Kitagawa Sora asked with a chuckle.

"How about it?"

"no problem."

A voice mixed with intelligence and calmness emerged from Tezuka's mouth, and the confidence that quietly bloomed made Sora Kitagawa smile lightly.

He is still the same Tezuka Kunimitsu who habitually loses games.

But, this three-on-one match should end here.

After a short break, the referee began calling.

Seeing Tezuka stepping onto the field again, Kitagawa Sora couldn't help but say something leisurely.

"A prodigy, even if he is slightly better than a genius, is still not enough compared to a truly strong person."

(End of this chapter)