Tennis: In Hyotei, inheriting the miracle generation

Chapter 237 Magic interception, no fixed moves!

"Hyotei... Aogaku scores, 30-0!"

"Like this again?"

After taking a deep look at Momoshiro who was fighting on the opposite side, Jiro's face was full of suspicion.

He always felt that this was the other party's work.

But predicting the wind direction in advance is obviously nonsense.

"Hey."

"Why am I so unlucky today?"

With a sigh, Jiro went to the backcourt in distress and took his position.

"Oh!"

"0-40!"

"Oh!"

"Game, Qingxue wins this round, 1-1!"

Soon, the same accident happened again.

Even though Jilang was a simple-minded person, he only realized it belatedly!

Once or twice it could be considered a coincidence.

But three times.

What about four times?

No matter how bad your luck is, you can't have bad luck every time, right?

Coupled with Taocheng's slightly deliberate "surprise" expression, how could Jilang not notice something fishy?

Although it is hard to believe, Momoshiro of Seigaku does have the ability to sense wind direction!

"Amazing!"

"There's actually such an interesting style of play! Next I'm going to try to hit your ball back!"

"it is good!"

"One more goal!"

Jiro, full of interest, took up position in the backcourt and started shouting towards the Qingxue half.

only.

When he raised his head again, what he saw was an empty stadium. Where was the shadow of Taocheng? !

"Hey, Hyotei players."

"We have switched venues."

The referee couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help but give a reminder.

The words fell.

Immediately, Jilang's actions caused the whole audience to burst into laughter.

Shishido Ryo rubbed his forehead helplessly: "Uh... Could it be that Jiro hasn't woken up yet? He even forgot about changing sides?"

"Even standing on the sidelines, I feel ashamed."

"Forget it, forget it." Oshitari chuckled and helplessly took over the conversation: "Anyway, it looks like Jiro is completely on fire."

although.

These noble sons of the Ice Emperor care a lot about both face and substance.

but.

Who made the guy in the field Jiro?

As a mascot of Hyotei, there is no Hyotei regular who doesn't like his personality. As for Jiro, everyone has always held the attitude of pampering him as much as possible.

......

On the court.

Jiro and Momoshiro started a fierce duel again. After Momoshiro won the next round by taking advantage of the wind direction, it was visibly that the solemn atmosphere of Qingxue became somewhat relaxed.

but......

From the relaxed expressions of the Hyotei people, Inui Sadaharu keenly sensed something fishy!

Obviously.

After evolving, Momoshiro can predict the wind direction, so he should have a good chance of winning, right?

"Could it be that..."

"My information about Jilang is incomplete?"

Pushing the frame of the mirror, Qian Zhenzhi couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in his heart.

To tell the truth.

Even as a third-year regular, he had only watched one regular match involving Jiro, and that was when the opponent was from a second-rate school.

"Oh!"

"thump--"

"Game, Hyotei, 2-1!"

On the court.

During the fierce battle, Jilang accidentally fell to the ground because of his hasty return to defense.

But what Taocheng didn't expect was.

Even though he lost his balance, Jiro still caught the tennis ball before falling.

and......

This hasty return shot was of quite high quality!

"So lucky?"

Taocheng tilted his head, his face full of disbelief.

But I didn't take it seriously. After all, that kind of hitting method that made me lose my balance was obviously not reasonable.

For this, he could only attribute it to the other party's good luck.

Bang!

Soon, the serve was changed.

After the forward-leaning tee shot, Jiro still adopted the serve-and-volley tactic.

It really proves the saying that one trick is enough to conquer the world.

Even in the fourth game, Jiro was either at the net or on his way to the net.

"coming!"

Suddenly.

Taocheng shrugged his ears, his face full of joy!

He finally waited until the wind started to blow again!

This ball.

He must get it.

"Ta Ta..."

In a few flashes, Taocheng arrived at the landing point, watched the opportunity, and when the tennis ball bounced up and was still at the bottom, he hit it hard.

Although he is a real power player.

But he is also extremely proficient in the basic half-volley technique!

"A head-on confrontation at the net?"

"Well done!"

At the same time, Jiro, who saw through the ball's path, smiled happily!

This kind of short-distance head-on confrontation is the tennis game he has been dreaming of!

Instant explosive power.

On-the-spot reaction ability.

Accurate judgment...

and many more!

These are all his strengths!

“Swoosh—”

In almost a flash, Jiro was waiting where the tennis ball would land.

Regarding the opponent's backcourt positioning.

He planned to hit a short ball to guide his opponent to the front of the net.

only......

"Huhu--"

Without warning.

Another gust of wind blew past my face, whistling.

wind?

"Bang--"

“Swoosh—”

Jiro's body froze, staring blankly at the trajectory of the tennis ball, which went around his side and flew towards the corner.

Come again?

"Hey..."

"interesting!"

With previous experience, Jilang didn't stay stunned for too long this time. After reacting, he even curled the corners of his mouth.

"thump--"

again.

Jiro slipped and hit the tennis ball accurately while falling.

"Bang--"

"15-0!"

"..."

It was not until the referee announced the score that Taocheng's stiff expression relaxed slightly.

this moment.

He finally understood everything!

Save the ball after falling down?

How can this be called luck?

This is a completely non-fixed style of play!

No fixed pattern.

This should be a term in basketball catching, but it is particularly appropriate to use it on Jiro at this moment.

after all.

He is able to counterattack at a high level even with an unstable center of gravity.

Isn't this definitely a move with no fixed pattern?

......

On the other side, above the audience seats.

Nanjiro couldn't help but stretch and stood up.

In his eyes.

At this point in the game, the result has already been decided.

"Senior Nanjiro, what are you doing?" Mamoru Inoue, who had been keeping an eye on his idol, instinctively asked when he saw Nanjiro stand up.

"It has ended."

"With Hyotei's ability to judge instantly and the flexibility of his arms and wrists, there is no chance that the Qingxue kid will be able to turn the tables."

"Ah? So that's not a coincidence?" Inoue Mamoru was a little surprised.

But after a pause.

He still had doubts: "But even so, with Taocheng's amazing insight, he should be able to see through Jilang's ball route quickly, right?"

"Insight?"

Nanjiro stopped walking after hearing this and sneered, "No fixed way of hitting the ball, plus a wrist talent that is comparable to magic."

"Every ball that Hyotei throws will appear in an unexpected position."

"not to mention..."

"That guy looks so cute and silly, but it's really hard to figure out his mentality."

Speaking of it.

Nanjiro shook his head with a slight sense of regret.

The only pity for him was.

That guy Hyotei's foundation is just too poor!