The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

Senior Gan's mental quality is quite good, he moved to the right without interference and hit the ball back.

"Back," I say, and hit a lob.

Qian obviously had predicted it a long time ago, he took two steps back, jumped high, and smashed vigorously.

"This time it's on the left!" I instantly moved to the landing point, swung my hands and slammed the whistling incoming ball to the left corner of the field.

This time, the stem didn't move.Reason [-]: He failed to predict that his powerful smash would be returned by me so easily; Reason [-]: Even if he predicted it, he would not have time to catch the ball before he jumped high and smashed to the ground.

But I also seem to be impatient.The referee announced: "Out of bounds."

"I used a little force." I picked up the cap that I dropped when I hit the ball just now with my racket, then smiled and raised my head and said to Gan who was still there, "As expected of Senior Gan, you already knew that the ball would go out of bounds, right?"

There was a slight twitch at the corner of dry mouth.

There was an uproar outside the arena. "Senior Qian can hit back with such a powerful smash?" "Is the basic broken step so powerful?"

"Then I'll hit the ball to the right and hit the net," I said.

"It's so fast!" My action of surfing the Internet caused a burst of amazement from the staff.

"It's still on the right!" While pounced on the net, I raised my hand to intercept the ball to the right corner.

Qian raised his hand and waved his racket, but it was in vain.The ball flew past his rim and landed behind him.

"Senior Gan made a mistake?!" The members watching the battle exclaimed, "Unbelievable!"

"I really admire you. You are not using basic short steps but one-foot short steps." Senior Gan stopped shooting and looked at me and said, "This is the skill of those who are born with a keen sense of smell in tennis. This way you can react faster than normal One and a half steps. However, I can't believe that I won't hit the ball I expected. Even so, the probability of my victory is still very high..."

Seeing the other side still doing it in a nutshell, I couldn't bear it.Still want to die?With a flick of my left hand, I threw the racket to my right.There was a puzzled expression on Senior Gan's face.

"Hey, senior." I said lightly, "Even if you know the way of the ball, you can't hit it——there is another kind~"

Leap lightly, raise your head, and swing your racket.The ball spins over the net and flies to the opposite field.

The stem has been accurately shifted, and the racket is ready to hit.But the ball spun violently as it landed and bounced straight into his face, and all Gan could do was tilt his head.The ball whistled past his cheek.

"Here it is! Outspin serve!" Horio and the others cheered excitedly.

"My right hand is not as strong as my left hand." Knowing the confusion at the moment, I said, throwing the tennis ball high with my left hand, "but I really want it to fly towards your glasses..."

He jumped up in the air and swung his racket.In the exclamation of everyone, I hit the outspin serve again, and the ball bounced straight into my dry glasses.

Gan took a step back and sliced ​​backhand sideways, but the bounce sent his racket flying.

"If you use data to play tennis," I raised my hand and pointed the racket at the opposite senior dry, "then I will definitely surpass your data!"

Can't help showing a smile on Gan's face: "Really, a proud first grader!"

"The game is over, Echizen wins!"

There were loud cheers outside the arena.On the field, Senior Gan and I shook hands across the net.Looking at the smile on the corner of Senior Gan's mouth, I suddenly felt a little sorry.Wasn't the previous outspin serve and the statement about hitting senior glasses too much?

I lowered my head and covered my face with the brim of my hat, and I said softly, "I'm going too far, but this game is very interesting."

Walking away without realizing it, Gan raised a finger and said to himself while walking: "I have collected good data. So that's it, if you catch the right-handed outspin serve, if you raise your footsteps..."

"Huh—" I let out a long breath and muttered in a low voice, "I don't want to compete with you again!"

Walking out of the field, I unexpectedly saw the female satyr I met at the school gate last time.Holding a notebook in her hand, she excitedly said to me: "Mr. Longma! You are only in the first grade and you are about to be selected for the junior high school. How do you feel?"

"Huh? Didn't you say that you will come to interview me in two years?" I raised my head and closed my eyes, and walked away with my racket on my shoulder.