Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

Soon after both sides finished warming up, they came to the court.

The others also stood on the sidelines, with no other thoughts in mind.

"Jilang, come on!" Xiangri shouted.

"Atobe, how many goals do you think Jiro can score?" asked Oshitari.

"That depends on what Ye Shifeng plans to do." Atobe sat down leisurely on a bench nearby.

At this time, on the court.

Jiro was already in a posture ready to catch the ball.

"Minister Feng, I'm looking forward to it more and more." Jiro looked excited.

"Then, as you wish."

Ye Shifeng threw the ball high up.

Then, he stared at the rising tennis ball and bent his body backward in an exaggerated manner, as if he was drawing a bow and shooting an arrow into the sky.

At the moment the ball falls, the leg muscles tighten, the ball bounces up, and the racket is swung vigorously.

"boom--"

The moment the racket touches the tennis ball, all the force is concentrated in the center, almost squeezing the ball into a flat state.

Like a blockbuster bomb, it rushed towards Jilang's half.

"Sa——"

It brought with it a noisy sound, blowing the net in the middle of the field, making it swing.

Jiro's pupils shrank instantly, but his body was unable to react at all, and the ball had already fallen behind him.

"15-0!"

Ye Shifeng casually told the score.

"so fast!"

"It's even faster than before. Can a serve like this really be received?"

Xiangri exclaimed, feeling incredible.

Feng Changtaro, who was standing by, also had a look of admiration in his eyes, and murmured, "If I can also serve like this, can I become stronger?"

“There are too many things I can’t do, but if I only focus on one thing…”

Hearing this thought, Shishido Ryo patted Houchotaro on the shoulder.

"If you have an idea, just do it."

Feng Changtaro was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

His eyes returned to the field again.

At this time, Ye Shifeng hit four consecutive aces and won the first game.

Jiro didn't even have a chance to perform.

Then he scratched his head and smiled.

"Minister Feng's serve is really amazing."

Ye Shifeng looked ahead and said calmly, "Okay, show us what you can do."

The next moment, Jilang took a deep breath, and his eyes seemed to become a little clearer.

boom!

A very standard topspin serve, the ball is not too fast and has some spin.

Ye Shifeng stood in the best ball path and waited, then hit a straight ball.

At this time, Jiro also reacted quickly and hit the ball diagonally with his backhand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he rushed towards the net quickly.

"Oh! Jiro is starting to take the initiative."

“It should get more interesting.”

"When it comes to net skills, Jiro is very good at it."

Just when everyone in Bingdi thought that Jilang might be able to succeed.

Ye Shifeng stretched his arms, and the amplitude of the racket-leading movement suddenly increased by one racket position.

"Want to play a trick?"

"it's useless."

"boom!!"

This forehand shot was very powerful and had a strong impact.

It directly broke through the layers of air barriers, turned into a yellow-green beam of light, and flew away at a high speed.

After passing half court, he further released all his strength and increased his speed again.

Jiro came to the net and was about to perform a clever super volley.

But at the moment the racket touched the ball, his body froze in place.

"Boom!"

This ball seemed to be filled with lead, it was terribly heavy.

The strong rotation seems to be tearing the face of the racket.

"Jilang, let go!"

Atobe shouted instantly, very worried.

“Pah—hiss, hiss, hiss…”

The racket in Jilang's hand still flew out and turned several times on the ground before it finally stopped.

The ball bounced to one side and fell to the ground.

"Ye Shifeng!"

Atobe frowned and looked at Ye Shifeng with some displeasure.

Although he has already given up the position of department head, he will not forgive Ye Shifeng if he continues to act recklessly towards his department members because of this.

"Don't worry, Atobe."

"How could I be so inappropriate?"

Ye Shifeng glanced at it and said calmly.

At this time, Jilang also scratched his head, squinted his eyes and smiled.

"I'm fine, but that shot was really strong."

Everyone in the Ice Emperor naturally felt the power of that ball just now.

After all, they were all familiar with Jiro's strength.

"This is the first time I've seen Jiro have trouble holding the racket."

"Ye Feng's ball looked so ordinary, but its power and rotation were so terrifying."

At this moment, Oshitari couldn't help but be amazed.

And when Atobe saw that Jiro was really fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I thought of the ball just now, and I also felt it was very unusual, and I couldn't help but murmur.

"How much hidden strength does this guy have?"

At this time, Jiro picked up the racket again.

After some adjustments, the game continued.

After that goal, Jiro was completely sober.

This time, after serving, Jiro instantly came to the net, intending to launch the first attack.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shifeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then gently raised it.

"Is it intentional?"

Everyone immediately guessed that Ye Shifeng was planning to give Jilang a chance to smash.

He can also demonstrate how he breaks the smash.

"In that case, I won't be polite, Minister Feng!"

With a smile in Jilang's eyes, he had already thought about the scene that would happen next.

This is what he expected to see.

Then, he jumped high and delivered a full-strength smash without holding back.

The ball was going extremely fast, and the sound of it breaking through the wind was heard by everyone.

But Ye Shifeng remained calm as usual.

"The timing was good, but the idea was too simple."

"The strength is also a little lacking."

The next moment, Ye Shifeng rushed forward towards the ball.

At the moment the ball bounces, jump up at the same time.

"If you want to score, look carefully!"

At this time, Ye Shifeng held the racket with both hands and his body was in a swinging posture.

The moment of swinging the racket was more like swinging a clean and sharp knife forward.

The ball suspended in the air quickly changed direction as if it had suffered a violent impact.

He rushed straight to the bottom corner behind Jilang.

"boom!"

As both parties landed, the scene was extremely quiet for a while.

"Just now, Minister Feng used a backhand to hit the ball back after the smash landed, did you double back?"

"That didn't seem like a normal backhand shot."

"What a strong shot! I thought he was going to use a lob again."

"But a direct counterattack like this seems more terrifying, right?"

"Such a counterattack requires a good grasp of the timing."

……

Following the discussion of the crowd.

Oshitari also pushed up his glasses and then spoke.

"More than that, this is a proper Jack Knife."

"Using techniques like this can make your backhand return more aggressive."