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Chapter 361 Takashi Kawamura Abstains!
The two of them played back and forth for six rounds, and Takashi Kawamura was forced to use the wave ball continuously, as if he was desperate.

But what Yan Chong used here was just a combination of ordinary pumping, topspin, and slicing.

Finally, Yan Chong made a mistake and was caught by Takashi Kawamura. A wave ball hit him and fell out of his reach.

Kawamura Takashi scores!
The total score is one to zero!

The surrounding students all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good job! Kawamura-senpai!" Many people even cheered him on, "As expected of the official draft player!"

Yan Chong didn't care about that.

He adjusted his breathing a little, picked up two tennis balls, and put one of them in his pocket.

"Now it's my turn to serve, Senior Kawamura." Yan Chong said, "I just learned how to serve today!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Chong bent his body, tossed the ball lightly, and then bounced up like a spring, hitting the ball in mid-air violently.

"Good job!" Takashi Kawamura saw the path of Yan Chong's ball, and then leaned over, holding the racket with both hands, another wave ball!

But this time, the wave ball was not hit.

The power of Yan Chong's flat serve is more than three times that of a normal return, and the speed is astonishing.

Although Takashi Kawamura judged the path and landing point of the ball, he had used the wave ball too much just now, and his wrists could not be used normally at this time.

Hearing a "pop", the racket in his hand flew out.

There was a sudden gasp in the field.

Could it be that Takashi Kawamura, who is known for his strength, also lost in terms of strength?

"Aron, stop hitting!" Fuji Shusuke quickly stood up and supported Kawamura Takashi.

Takashi Kawamura, who lost his tennis racket, returned to his shy big brother.

"My hands seem to have no strength." He smiled wryly, "Our new student is really amazing!"

"We abstain." Bu Er Zhou Zhu said to Yan Chong.

"Don't talk about abstaining, this is not a game." Yan Chong also smiled back at him, "This is my senior teaching me how to play. In the round just now, I lost very badly!"

With Yan Chong's words, Takashi Kawamura will be able to step down.

But everyone can see that Yan Chong now has the absolute upper hand, whether Takashi Kawamura can still pick up the beat is a problem.

Yan Chong didn't just talk about being happy, he even came over to help Takashi Kawamura with treatment.

His medical skills have improved, and it is very easy to do this kind of treatment without trauma.

He confirmed Takashi Kawamura's injury, went outside to fetch a bucket of cold water, and let him soak his arms in it.

"My family runs a medical clinic." Yan Chong said nonsense, "I'll get you some medicated oil, apply it on your arms when you get home, and you'll recover in a few days."

After finishing speaking, Yan Chong took out a small bottle, which contained the "Dragon Dew" he had stored earlier.

After discovering the miraculous effect of this thing, Yan Chong hoarded some.

He can't spit water out of his mouth every time, can he?

Whether the effect is good or not is another matter, let others see it, and feel unclean!
Seeing Yan Chong's kindness, Fuji Zhousuke immediately let go of Yan Chong's grudge against Kawamura Takashi.

"Thank you." Kawamura Takashi said.

"I want to thank you." Yan Chong said, "I have seen such a powerful wave ball, maybe I will use this trick to win the world in the future!"

"Easy to say, easy to say." Kawamura Takashi said, "Actually, there are still some small problems with your wave ball..."

So he explained his experience for so long to Yan Chong.

The main problem is not the batting technique, but the fear that Yan Chong's use of the wave ball with one arm will put too much burden on the body, so Kawamura Takashi strongly suggested that Yan Chong switch to the safer two-handed wave ball.

"I'm fine with this." Yan Chong replied, because he really didn't feel any pain. "I've been bathing with medicated oil since I was a child. Although I can't say I'm invulnerable, I don't feel anything in my arm after being hit so many times."

Since Yan Chong was determined to use the more powerful but also more burdensome one-handed wave ball, Takashi Kawamura had nothing to say, and could only pass on everything he knew to him.

As for what Yan Chong can practice, it is already a height that he, a third-year senior, cannot reach.

After a while, he took his hand out of the cold water.

Even after applying ice, his hands were still shaking. Gan Sadaharu was right, he could only withstand the pressure of seventeen rounds of swing balls at most, but that only referred to the situation when he used the swing ball spontaneously.

In fact, if he wanted to catch Yan Chong's counterattack, he would also need to expend a lot of arm strength, so he could not reach the number of seventeen at all.

He hit about nine swing shots and it was over.

In his heart, he had a faint premonition that he might never be able to play tennis again.

But when he applied some potion that Yan Chong gave him on his arms, he was surprised to find that his arms stabilized quickly and there was no pain at all.

"What did you do?" Kawamura Takashi couldn't believe it, "Or is your medicine really effective?"

"If the potion doesn't work well, why should I recommend it to you?" Yan Chong said with a smile, "This kind of medicine is very precious, so save it."

Takashi Kawamura now knew that it was Yan Chong's credit.

His attitude towards Yan Chong has undergone another huge change, and he almost regards Yan Chong as his own brother.

"Is your potion really that easy to use?" Oishi Shuichiro said suddenly, "It's not convenient for you to give President Tezuka some..."

Although Tezuka Kunimitsu is one of the top players in the country, his left arm was injured and he could not bear too much pressure. Judging from the situation, it should be similar to Takashi Kawamura just now.

If you hit too much, the arm may not be able to handle the pressure.

It's just that as the president, he has been reluctant to announce to the outside world and expose his weaknesses.

Oishi Shuichiro also couldn't bear to see Tezuka Kunimitsu in such an injured state.

If Tezuka Kunimitsu's injury can be treated, it will be a great thing for the entire Qingxue Tennis Club.

"Of course." There was no need for Yan Chong to hide his secrets, so he took out a bottle of potion and handed it to Oishi Xiuichiro.

"Boring! There's nothing wrong with my hands!" Tezuka Kunimitsu said, "Aren't you all doing nothing and don't need to train? Run around for me!"

Then he turned and left the training ground.

Seeing Tezuka Kunimitsu's suddenly serious face, everyone didn't know what happened and didn't dare to ask. They could only go running one by one.

(End of this chapter)