Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 65 The Prelude to the Peak Battle

"Game, Fudomine Middle School Kamio Akira, Ishida Tetsu, 6-2!"

"Fudomine!"

In the finals of the Capital Competition, Fudoho's momentum reached its peak in the opening two rounds, and the cheerleaders in the audience cheered loudly.

Their cheers were like waves rolling up on the sea, one wave covering the other.

"Sorry Tezuka, we lost." Oishi and Kikumaru said softly, apologetically.

"You've done enough."

Tezuka's eyes were calm. He patted Oishi's shoulder and walked forward.

"Leave it to me next."

A confident and calm voice sounded beside Dashi's ear, and he quickly looked up.

I saw Tezuka taking off his long-sleeved coat and walking slowly onto the court with firm steps. He did not hide his aura, like an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge exposed.

"Next, the No. 3 singles match is about to begin. Fudomine Middle School Yuuki Satoru will face Youth Academy Tezuka Kunimitsu."

"Players from both sides please come forward!"

The referee's voice suddenly sounded from the broadcast.

"Wow"

Watching the two people slowly walking onto the court, the enthusiasm of the audience was completely ignited.

Both parties are the heads of the tennis club, and one of them easily defeated Yamabuki's rising singles star Sengoku Seijun. Even though he has competed in the competition, he still cannot see his upper limit.

The other person has been famous since elementary school. He defeated Hyotei's Atobe in one fell swoop in the semi-finals and is recognized by everyone as the top player in the country.

The fight between these two is sure to be exciting, and it's hard not to be excited about such a scene.

Moreover, this game will also determine the winner of the championship.

If Yuuki Satoru wins, the championship will be directly won by Fudomine. On the contrary, if Tezuka Kunimitsu wins, Aogakus still has hope of reversal.

In short, the next battle between the two is very interesting!
off the field.

In the gray-white sea of people, Atobe stood indifferently at the front, a glimmer of light flashing in his narrow eyes.

If anyone cares about the next game the most, it must be him.

After all, the two guys on the field had defeated him head-on, and Atobe also wanted to know who was better among them.

Yamabuki's team is located in the northwest corner of the venue.

Qianshi Qingchun looked at the two people on the court with an extremely serious expression.

Whether it is Yuki Satoru or Tezuka Kunimitsu, they are the existences that he has to look up to now. Even if he tries his best, it will be difficult to score a point against them.

He understood his own weakness, stopped jumping away, rarely calmed down, and watched the next game attentively.

Seeing the different Qianshi, Ban Lao had a smile on his face.

Keep up the good work, little Senseki.

on the field.

Yuuki Satoru's eyes were bright, he looked at Tezuka and stretched out his hand.

"I'm very happy that you can show up at singles three as promised."

Ta~
Tezuka took a step forward and clasped his two palms together above the green net.

His cold eyes never retreated, and his sharp gaze collided head-on with Yuuki Satoru.

"I just want to ensure Qingxue's victory."

The two momentums clashed with each other, and the air seemed to become thicker.

"can we start?"

"Well, it's alright."

Yuuki Satoru looked away and smiled.

"Hopefully we can have a good game."

This kind of Tezuka is exactly what he wants.
"The third singles match between Fudomine Middle School and Youth Academy begins now!" "The match will be decided in one round!"

"Qingxue's serve!!"

Holding the racket handle wrapped with white hand glue, Yuuki Satoru adjusted his condition to the best and took a few steps back from the baseline to leave enough reaction time for receiving the serve.

In front of Tezuka Kunimitsu, no matter how cautious you are, you can never be too cautious.

Pa…pa…pa…

The yellow tennis ball bounced and fell on the ground.

Tezuka took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and while bending his knees slightly, he threw the tennis ball into the air.

When the tennis ball reached its highest point, he jumped up.

The arm twisted to seize the moment of hitting the ball, and the racket flashed in an instant.

Bang!
No spin, just a flat serve.

The tennis ball drew a sharp yellow streamer and accurately hit the bottom corner of the service area near the center line.

"So fast!"

Itake Fukaji was immediately shocked. Compared with Ini Sadaharu's high-speed serve, Tezuka's mediocre shot was more than three points faster!
Whoosh!
Yuki Satoru tapped his toes, and his figure was like a ghost. He just flashed and appeared in front of the tennis ball.

Before taking the field, he had already taken off the burden.

"Not enough, Tezuka."

Bang!
The silver-white racket accurately intercepted the ball, then whipped it out, and the tennis ball flew diagonally back towards the opposite corner.

Tread
Tezuka never felt that Yuki Satoru couldn't catch the serve. His steps staggered quickly, and a cloud of dust rose from the ground.

Bang!
The wrist is tightened, the left foot steps forward in front of the right foot, and the center of gravity moves back, the racket is swung out in one go with the rotation.

The speed did not slow down at all, and the tennis ball flew diagonally back to Yuki Satoru's baseline.

"Wow"

The beautiful single-handed backhand shot attracted a burst of admiration, and Tezuka's movements were simply beautiful.

Bang!
Bang!
The two started fighting on the first ball.

off the field.

Looking at the two people running staggered on the court, Yuuki Kirito was filled with wonder.

As the editor-in-chief of Tennis Monthly, Tezuka Kunimitsu's name is no longer familiar to him.

He has been active in many competitions since elementary school and has won countless championship trophies. Professional clubs have extended an olive branch to him early on. He is a rare talent among contemporary junior high school students.

And his own son was actually on par with Tezuka Kunimitsu, without falling behind at all.

This is incredible!

You know, Xiaowu only started playing tennis last year.
Having been in the tennis industry for so many years, Kirito Yuki has never seen anything like this.

At this time, there was a loud shout from the Qingxue team.

"It's Tezuka Ward!"

The tennis ball drew a stream of light, landed slightly on the ground, bounced and flew strangely in front of Tezuka, as if being pulled by a force.

Just like a dragonfly swimming in water suddenly encounters the invisible web laid out by a spider, it has nowhere to escape.

Seeing this, Yuki Satoru's eyes flashed slightly.

"The Tezuka area just now was not launched on its own initiative."

Fuji opened his blue eyes, and his fair and handsome face looked extremely solemn.

This game has a viewing threshold. Most of the spectators can only see the two men's subsequent swings after the swing, and hear the dull sound of hitting the ball constantly.

He is one of the few people who can watch the game normally.

The two people on the field have been engaged in a tentative confrontation, using offense and defense from all directions to outline the strength of the other party in their minds.

And this confrontation.
It was Tezuka who was at a disadvantage!
Yuki Satoru's speed is faster than Tezuka.

　Thanks to Gink Fanchen for the 2000 points reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)