The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"Enrich the shell!" Amidst the exclamation of the audience, Dashi caught the frightening ball, shook his wrist imperceptibly, and frowned slightly.

"Oh~ so there is someone who can pick up Kiriyama's thickened shells." "But he's about to die~" The members of Shirocheng Shonan said in a relaxed tone.

"A bolt from the blue!" Datian, who jumped up, smashed the ball that Dashi had saved with great difficulty.

"Cheng Cheng Shonan wins, the number of games is [-]-[-]!"

"Hmph, it feels really good~" The corners of his lips covered in pink lipstick curled, Huacun closed his eyes, "What we need to do now is to maintain your momentum."

"Yes!" The two people in front of her responded in unison.

"As long as they play golf, victory is yours." Huacun opened his eyes, "Understood, we must force them to play golf."

Destroy the defense with thickened shells, force the opponent to hit a high ball, and then score with a thunderbolt attack-this is Huacun's good plan.I have to say that although this trick is old-fashioned, it is very effective.

"Oishi, don't hold back." Contrary to Huacun who was full of color, the old lady Ryuzaki looked serious.

"I'm fine." Dashi replied simply.

"Even if we barely beat Chengcheng Shonan here, what will happen to the semi-finals and finals in the future?"

"But Ryuzaki-sensei, if we lose here, everything in the future will be destroyed. Besides, we still have a way." Oishi turned to look at Kikumaru, "Right, Eiji?"

"Ah, could it be that you plan to use that style of play?" Kikumaru understood.

"Yes." Dashi nodded confidently, "Okay, let's go!"

"Yeah!" The two clenched their fists.

Looking at the two of them, Mrs. Ryuzaki showed a gratified smile.

"Ah?" "Then, what is that?" "What kind of trick again?" The audience was commotion.

On the court, Kikumaru Oishi stood in a row along the center line, and Kikumaru in the front row bent over.

"Could that be..." "The one used in the Metropolitan Conference..." "Australian formation?" Horio and the others stared wide-eyed.

"No, that's subtly different from the Australian formation." Do it to see the difference.

"Different?" Horio and the others still didn't understand.

"Look carefully." Fuji gently reminded, "Eiji standing on the center line is bent lower than the net."

Compared with the original Australian formation, the advantage of this change is that in addition to the psychological initiative caused by the original formation, the lowered body facilitates the attack of the curveball.

"This formation is called 'I' formation." Fuji ended his speech with a smile.

"What strange things are they trying to do?" Kiriyama frowned.

"Which side?" Looking at the serve from Dashi Middle Road and Kikumaru who was shaking his body from side to side, his brows frowned even tighter, "Bastard, let's go to the right side!"

Just as he swung the ball to the right, Kikumaru moved.One shot accurately hit the ball into the gap between the two.

Since then, similar scenes have been staged one after another.

"Ah, Kikumaru-senpai is amazing!" "Excellent score!" Tomaka and the others screamed loudly.

Pretty well done.In this "I" formation, Oishi focuses on attacking the center every time he serves.It is more difficult to return the ball at a wide angle when hitting the ball in the middle.Because of this, Kikumaru in the front row can block the interception as long as he moves a little.His dynamic vision and acrobatic style also double the power of this attack.

"If it wasn't for the cooperation of the two of them, it would be really difficult to do it." Gan made a conclusion.

"In this case, Oishi's wrist won't be under so much pressure." Kawamura heaved a sigh of relief.

"En~ It really is a golden combination~" With my hands on the pillow, the corners of my mouth curled up.

He glanced at me with a smile.

"Ah." On the field, the leaping Kikumaru obviously couldn't reach the lob from the opponent.

"Up!" The two of Chengcheng Shonan rushed forward to intercept the Internet together.

Kikumaru, who waved an empty shot, suddenly smiled slyly, and stuck out his tongue at them, "I lied to you!"

"I'm so sorry!" Behind him, Dashi's figure jumped up high, "Drink!" With a wave of his arms, the ball fell behind the stunned two.

"Qingxue wins, the number of games is [-]-[-]!"

"Hey~ Well done~" My eyes lit up.

This "I" formation turned out to be a trick.While opponents focused on Kikumaru in the front row, the overlooked Oishi would score.Perfect tactic.

Chengcheng Shonan's coach from Huacun had a calm expression on her face, but her anxiety was revealed by her kneading fingers.

"Long live!" Tomoka Horio and the others on the side waved colored balls and cheered in circles.

"Click!", the sound of the racket landing was so loud that it was heart-pounding.Dashi squatted down halfway, clutching his wrists.The cheering crowd immediately fell silent.

"Oishi!" Kikumaru exclaimed.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Dashi picked up the racket and stood up.His next whisper did not escape my ears, "I really don't want this to be the last game..."

"But..." Kikumaru tried to dissuade.

"Then, let's continue the game!" No one could argue, Dashi walked back to his place.

Suddenly there was a crisp finger snap from the sideline coach's bench.Chengcheng Shonan, the two hills and fleas staring blankly at the boulder, turned their heads in surprise. Huacun was smiling and closing his eyes, slightly raised his chin in the direction of the boulder, and nodded slightly.

"Ah." Those two eyes became serious.

——An order to concentrate the attack?

After lightly flicking the tennis ball in his hand, Ota turned his eyes to Dashi with a serious face, and then looked at Huacun on the coach's bench.

"You're welcome!" Hua Cun revealed this information by looking at him.

The ball is visibly concentrated towards Dashi.

"Bastard!" Kikumaru finally lost his composure and ran to Oishi to help him block the ball.

"It's mine!" Kiriyama took the opportunity to hit the ball into the gap left by Kikumaru.

"That's despicable!" Horio was filled with indignation, "Why do you always target Oishi-senpai!"

"That's right, that's right, there won't be a fair game!" Pengxiang also shouted.

They don't understand yet.The stadium is like a battlefield, as long as the established rules are not violated, even if he does whatever it takes to win, you can't call him despicable.

"It's okay, Oishi!" Kikumaru ran towards Oishi who staggered and half-kneeled on the ground because he couldn't catch the ball because his grip was unstable.

"Well, I'm fine." Dashi looked up with a smile, his expression peaceful.

Kikumaru silently stepped forward and gently helped him up.

Looking at Dashi's red and swollen wrist, the two of Chengcheng Shonan felt a little uneasy, and they looked at each other anxiously.

"Chengcheng Shonan will definitely win this game!" "Come on! Come on!"

Amidst the cheerleading noise, Tongshan and Datian didn't show the slightest happy expression on their faces.

"Oishi!" When Oishi's racket was released again, Kikumaru couldn't help shouting and ran forward.

"Sorry, Eiji." Oishi turned his head.

"It's all right~ From now on, leave the ball to me!" Kikumaru's gaze had never been so determined.

"But, but, in this case..." Dashi stammered.

"It's okay, leave the attack to me, Dashi, you will do the defensive work."

"But, but..." Dashi still wanted to argue.

"Anyway, we just can't lose!" Kikumaru bent down to pick up the racket on the ground, and lowered his voice, "The agreement with Tezuka must not be broken right now."

Looking at Kikumaru, Oishi was speechless.

"Then, Oishi, let's start now!" Handing the racket to Oishi, Kikumaru said the oath, "Let's go to the whole country together!"

"En!" As soon as he grasped the racket tightly, Dashi's smile was bright and sunny.