Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

Chapter 621 :Finish

However, whether the same is true in his heart, only Qian Zhenzhi knows.

“Why, the handicraft will be the limit of perfection?”

Oishi Syuichirou’s face showed a touch of incomprehension.

“Two years ago, the Shoujia had already tempered the limit and talent ~ the limit of radiance.”

“After two years of precipitation, he may have been only one step away from the limit of perfection.

“I saw Echizen’s seamless limit the day before yesterday, and grabbed some key things from it.”

“Furthermore, it is entirely possible that the door to the limit of seamlessness will be opened naturally.”

Fuji Syusuke spoke out and explained to Oishi Syuichirou.

“That’s it.”

Oishi Syuichirou nodded, indicating that he understood.

While Fuji Syusuke, Kikumaru Eiji and others were talking.

The fight between the hand family and Sanada did not stop either.

In the match venue.

boom.

mum.

boom.

call out.

Tennis balls come and go like wind in the half-delay, flashing like flashing electricity.

The sound of a shower of hitting and the rapid breaking of the air sounded one after another.

Even if you don’t need to look at it, you can clearly feel the tension and intensity of the match.

In this level of confrontation, whether it is the hand or Sanada.

Any slight negligence is the end of points lost.

At a certain moment…

Sanada found a chance and hit the tennis ball into a gap that the player had revealed without checking.

boom.

The tennis ball landed and bounced away from the court.

It is a pity that the hand is in the limit of perfection.

Its speed is so fast that there is no difficulty in dealing with this kind of ordinary ball return.

In just an instant, the figure of the player disappeared in place and appeared in front of the tennis ball.

Immediately afterwards, the hand raised his ball in fear, and swiped it at the tennis ball.

In order to cope with Sanada’s black dragon slash, Shoujia didn’t do his best when he swung the pat.

as predicted.

what.

A fierce wind rushed to the front door of the hand’s house.

At this moment, the tennis ball that was about to hit the racquet in the hand changed direction without warning and rushed to the side.

As expected by the hand, Sanada resorted to a heavy cut of the black dragon.

After seeing this scene, the player who had reserved his surplus when swinging the racket quickly stretched out the racquet in his hand and intercepted the tennis ball in time.

boom.

The tennis ball passed by Sanada and flew outside the court.

“GAME, Hyotei, 5-4.

The referee reported the score.

The dust battle of the nine rounds ended, and the hand took the lead by one round and slightly gained the upper hand.

Shoujia turned his head and glanced at the score on the off-court scoreboard.

“It’s over.”

There was a subtle fluctuation in his eyes, and Tezuka thought of it silently.

Opposite to the hand house.

Sanada was still waiting.

He didn’t notice that the thoughts in the hand’s heart had quietly changed.

Next, it was the tenth round of the match.

This game match is Hyotei’s serve game, which is served by the hand.

The player took out a tennis ball from his pocket, and then threw the tennis ball to half delay.

When the tennis ball dropped to a height suitable for serving, Tezuka waved his ball in fear and hit the tennis ball.

boom.

A sound of hitting the ball sounded on the court.

The tennis ball flew quickly from the side of the net and came to Rikkai’s court.

boom.

Accompanied by a boom.

The tennis ball hit the ground hard.

On the surface, the serve of Shoujia is no different from the previous matches.

However

Pipipipi.

After the tennis ball landed, it did not rebound, but rolled back against the ground.

Snapped.

The tennis ball slammed into the net and stopped.

“15-0.

The referee reported the score.

“what?”

Seeing such a situation, the faces of most of the audience around the court changed drastically.

Even Fuji Syusuke, Tachibana Yoshihira, Shiraishi Kuranosuke and others are no exception.

Many people know Shoujia’s zero short ball.

There are not a few people who have seen it with their own eyes.

…For flowers…

However, it was the first time they met when Shoujia played a zero ball when serving.

“Zero serve?”

In Sanada’s eyes, a hint of horror flashed away.

He didn’t expect that even the zero-type serve technique could be developed by the hand.

You know, the power of zero-type serve is far from comparable to that of zero-type short ball.

According to the rules of tennis match, the tennis ball is before landing.

The party responsible for serving is not allowed to touch the tennis ball.

Otherwise, it will be directly judged to lose points.

From this point of view, zero serve can almost be said to be a unique trick that cannot be hit back.

Sanada didn’t notice, the hand frowned slightly after playing the zero serve.

……………0

But in a blink of an eye, he recovered.

It is true that the power of zero serve is indeed very powerful.

But the side effects of zero-type serve are directly proportional to its power.

After all, the burden of the zero short ball on the user’s arm is not small.

And this trick is to take advantage of the spin attached to the tennis ball after the opponent returns the ball.

I want to achieve the same effect by just relying on the rotation I applied to the tennis ball during serve.

The difficulty, as well as the pressure on the arm, is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even the Phantom of the Hand is far inferior to zero short shots in these two aspects.

The match is still in progress.

Shoujia serve again.

boom.

Pipi Pipi.

“30-0. ”

Referee announces the score.

boom.

“40-0.

The referee reported the score.

boom.

Pipipipi.

“The match is over, the score is 6-4, and the winner is Kunimitsu.”

The referee announced the match result.

With four zero-type serve, Shoujia easily won the score of the tenth game match.

This was an end to this wonderful and fierce duel between the two.

At this point, Hyotei Gakuen took the lead and took the lead temporarily.

“Heh, did you lose again?”

The expression on Sanada’s face became a bit bitter. Dry,