Net King Returns to the First Generation
Chapter 110 Disillusioned Tango
After winning an inning, Billy looked up and looked across the court in the direction of the sponsors in the stands.Steani...
He caught a glimpse of the outline of the gentle girl's light brown half-length hair and light pink dress, but his heart felt soft.Those emerald green eyes concealed a gentle spring, like hands brushing over his chest, easily taking all his attention away.
Billy grinned and cast a wink in the direction of the stands.
The girl who received his winking stare was taken aback, and snorted softly as if she was angry and turned her head away, but the tips of her ears were slightly red.
Such a girl made Billy couldn't help showing an idiotic smile.
Mike walked by and couldn't bear to look straight: "Don't look around during the game."
"There's my Victory sitting there," Billy laughed.
Sighing, Mike lifted the racket over his shoulder, looking like he couldn't stand him.
With a quick spin of the racket, Billy was in a good mood.He gripped the tennis ball emotionally. "So, go for it! Billy Caddy's going to hit it all now!"
He threw the tennis ball high, the wrist of the hand holding the racket twirled in a circle, like... like a cowboy on a horse riding a rope?
The tennis ball that touched the high-speed rotating racket was pushed out vigorously at the moment of contact with the racket, and went towards the opposite side of the field with a strong rotation.
The high speed and huge momentum brought by the rotation and strong force make the tennis arc arc, and after hitting half court, it circles in a spiral shape until the energy is completely dissipated before stopping.
"15-0!"
Sanada, who stopped at the landing point, turned his head with a slight frown: "This ball..."
"What's wrong, this was your mistake." Atobe standing next to him said so.
Sanada snorted softly, but said nothing.
"One more ball!"
The whirring sound caused by the spinning of the racket with his wrist completely covered the sound of the tennis ball flying across the court. This time the tennis ball was flying towards Atobe's hand. ran off the front sight.
The tennis ball that flew over the net fell out of bounds.
"OUT! 30-0!"
Billy whistled. "Did the racket hit the ball? That's a big deal."
"However, light energy will not score points!"
In the preparation area, Liu opened his notebook to check the information about the opponents that he had extracted from the official website in advance (yes, their mobile phones were turned off because they were in the game): "This is the lasso serve? It's quite vivid."
"A lasso? Indeed, it's like a cowboy lassoing a prey that wants to escape." Qianshi sighed.
Nioh stared at Billy's wrist: "You can spin the racket like that, it's really annoying physical fitness."
"Are you envious?" Liu turned a page and said calmly, "You can't envy this. Before he played tennis, that guy was a real cowboy. He had won many championships in the junior division of the Western Cowboy Competition. Let alone a racket." , what that guy throws with a noose is usually a full-grown pit bull."
Raising his eyebrows, King Ni pinched his braids: "What am I envious of? Comparing physical fitness with Americans is a very stupid thing. Besides, the situation can be reversed so quickly, not because of them The opponent is those two guys who are fighting on their own? Compared to me, you should have more experience, Yanagi. Sanada's doubles..."
Liu choked for a moment: "Indeed, Genichiro's doubles..."
He shook his head.
"Don't talk about Sanada, Atobe's doubles is not much better." Taking advantage of Atobe's absence, Shinozu complained that his head was merciless: "At least Sanada played a few doubles in official games. Do you have doubles practice too?"
Seeing King Ni nod his head, he shrugged his shoulders with a helpless look: "The only person Atobe has ever partnered with in doubles is Huadi...do you understand?"
The other people who had the big, dull image of Bingdi in their minds nodded in unison: Well, they understand.
Such Sanada and Atobe, at least until now, have no cooperation at all.The first few rounds were easily won by relying on their personal ability and the opponent's deliberate concealment, which made them excited early.The consequence of entering the state early is to bump into an opponent who is at his best when his attention is not at its peak.
then--
"Gamewonby Kaidi, Lee, 2-4!"
Exchange courts, exchange serves.
Holding the tennis ball, Sanada looked at the other side with burning eyes: I didn't expect them to hide such strength, but even so, my strength has been tested!
As soon as he raised his hand, he was aggressive.
"It's up to you, Mike!"
"pass it to me!"
Mike, who didn't rush to the slightest panic, quickly rushed to the landing point. The aggression that is difficult for Japanese middle school students to deal with is fierce. In the eyes of American middle school students with excellent physical fitness, it is not a particularly difficult ball to return. He A backhand is a volley.
Call back? !
Sanada reacted immediately, and he took a step forward: "Leave this ball to me, Atobe!"
"Don't be kidding, this is my uncle's ball!"
"His opponent is me!" Completely ignoring Atobe who was already posing, Sanada quickly intercepted the tennis ball that hadn't landed, and fought back another aggressive one.
Such a move quickly turned the ball into a tug-of-war of volleys in front of the net.
Sanada, who is constantly aggressive, and Mike, who is good at volleying in front of the net.
They fought with all their strength, and the actions played back on the screen could not even see the racket and the ball. It was obvious how intense the duel in front of the net was.
only……
Noticing that Mike's eyes were looking at his backhand, Sanada reflexively shifted his footsteps and prepared to catch the backhand. However, to his surprise, Mike, who was still staring at his backhand, twisted his wrist, The direction of the swing is towards his right hand.Sanada was taken aback for a moment, and it was too late to change his movements.
thump.
The tennis ball fell right at his feet.
Seeing this scene, the other people sitting in the preparation area all let out a surprise in unison.
Niwang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Pfft, is this a kind of misleading mental power? Even if that look is released through the screen, it is so unbelievable."
"It can affect even the strong-willed Sanada, plus the flawless cooperation between him and Atobe..." Liu frowned slightly, "This match is going to be difficult."
On the field, Sanada bit his back molars: he was actually tricked by that kind of fake action...Damn it!
He hit another aggressive serve and hit the net again.
"Atobe, leave it to me!"
"This is my uncle's ball!"
Completely ignoring Atobe, who was obviously angry, Sanada rushed to the front of Atobe and snatched the ball, and started a volley battle with Mike again in front of the net.
The two jumped up in mid-air, and exchanged several rounds of offense and defense in the short period of less than two seconds before they landed.
Then, again, Mike looked in the direction of Sanada's backhand.
I won't let you get away with it again!
Sanada held back the movement of turning around, and stared at Mike's wrist: right?Or left?
!!!
Lob? !
Sanada, who was too focused on the opponent's wrist, realized the moment he saw the sky above the tennis ball. He turned around and saw Atobe gritting his teeth and rushing towards the landing point of the tennis ball.
thump.
Atobe, who was trying to catch the ball, lay down on the ground, but still failed to catch the ball.
"Gamewonby Kaidi, Lee, 3-4!"
Getting up from the ground, Atobe patted his clothes, put his hips on his hips and said to Sanada, "Hey, don't be angry. You told me to come here."
"..." No, I'm not angry.Sanada raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat.He felt that Atobe's habit of talking to himself really needed to be changed.
After that, as if the warm-up was over, the young man named Mike Lee opened fire.
It is said that he is a young man who has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has reached the peak of martial arts. He runs on the court with a strong body that is not inferior to (or even worse than) the cowboy brother. His speed, strength, skills... are all impeccable!
"Get out of the way, this is my ball!" This time, Atobe was ahead of Sanada and intercepted the tennis ball. After the tennis ball was hit, he was surprised by Billy who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"I won this point, baby!"
There is no doubt that Billy's volley landed on the other half of the field that Sanada and Atobe tacitly emptied.Neither Sanada nor Atobe could react in time. The inertial force made them stop their forward steps and wanted to turn around to save the ball before they heard the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground.
Boom!
"Gamewonby Kaidi, Lee, 4-4!"
In an instant, the score was caught up.
Atobe and Mike brushed shoulders at the net as they switched places.At that moment, the expressionless samurai boy suddenly spit out such a sentence.
"The art is not deep in your play."
This sentence touched Atobe's particularly sensitive nerves in a certain aspect, he stopped and shook his head: "What did you say?!"
Mike didn't react at all, he just walked out of the field at his original speed.
Sanada came over: "What did he say to you?"
Staring at Mike's back, Atobe's tone was rare and flat, but it could be heard from the words that this time, Atobe was really angry: "He said that my uncle's style of play is too simple. "
"Atobe, it's your serve next, calm down." Sanada frowned.
With a snort, Atobe turned his head: "You told me to calm down?!"
"If you play at your original level, winning the game will not be a problem." Sanada said, "Keep a normal mind."
"Stop joking, keep a normal mind?! This uncle can't do it!" Atobe turned his head away.
"Atobe!" Seeing Atobe like this, Sanada frowned even more.
"Atobe, you are competing now, you need to concentrate!" Sanada's voice was cold.
With his back turned to him, Atobe felt that all the blood in his body was flowing to his forehead, none of which was more powerful, fighting spirit.He clenched his fists: "Troubleshooting! Even if you don't say that, I won't give up!"
"...is there actually internal strife?" Buer opened his eyes, "At this time..."
"There's a quarrel." Qianshi tilted his head, "Did the American team member say something to Atobe?"
"Something that doesn't please you?" Ninzu spread his hands, "Atobe's ability to withstand this has always been very low. Well, this is really troublesome."
Indeed, Mike's intention was probably not provocative, but he didn't know that this kind of comment on taste and depth is the most difficult thing for Atobe to accept.
Actually said that my uncle is too simple and has no depth...
I will let you see what depth is!
His eyes turned cold, he threw the tennis ball and bent back deeply.
"That's...the one from the training camp..."
The tennis ball hit the frontcourt at high speed, and instead of bouncing up, it slid out of the court by rubbing against the ground.Billy, who was in the hitting position, watched in amazement at the gray-black straight line created by the tennis ball.
what is this?
"Atobe?" Sanada turned around, and saw Atobe's eyes slightly curled up, his eyes were cold and frightening: "Name...Tanhuaise serve." He raised the racket high: "Indulge in my master's beauty! "
A serve that doesn't bounce?
Taking a name like Tannhauser is really in line with Atobe's style. Compared with the training camp, it is much more stable.
Atobe, who took Sanada's attention as a shock, was obviously satisfied, and he withdrew his hand: "Really, I'm not joking. I didn't expect that I had to use this trick prepared for the match against Tezuka."
...for the match against Tezuka?
Sanada raised her eyebrows: Are you joking?Then what did you do when you played against me?and……
He reflexively looked in the direction of the preparation area, even if he couldn't see it, he felt a gentle gaze was watching him.
Atobe's words were of course captured by the loudspeakers installed around the venue so that the audience could hear them.Most people are confused: Tezuka?Who is Tezuka?
In the preparation area, Yukimura hugged his arms with a chuckle: "Tezuka is such a heartthrob, Atobe is also thinking about hiding tricks to deal with him."
"Also?" Fuji also laughed, "Did I know something?"
Without replying, Yukimura smiled deeper, and the background of lilies behind him spread in the preparation area.
Only Nioh dared to break the atmosphere and speak at such a time.
He grabbed his braids: "Is this Tanhuaiser? Is this Atobe's interpretation of himself?" A noble boy who looks happy but has a wandering heart?
Thinking it was funny, King Ren straightened up and put his hands on Renzu's shoulders: "Pfft, your minister's ideas are quite literary, I won't lose to you."
"...I don't understand what you're talking about." Renzu pushed his glasses.
On the court, he scored three goals, but at the end of the game, he made a mistake.
This action made both the enemy and the enemy understand that adjectives like "I didn't want to use it" were not just trying to hide tricks.There is also a part of the reason, it is such a trick, the body is not fully used to it so that it can be used as it pleases, right?
If it is a return ball, you can use the opponent's rotation to achieve the effect of not bouncing, but if you serve the ball...
Fuji suddenly turned his head: "King Ni, the serve you used during the training camp...is it different from Tanhuaiser's serve?"
Raising his eyebrows, King Ren nodded generously: "Yes."
He still put his left hand on Shinozu's shoulder, and pinched his braid with his right hand: "At least I can use it for the whole game without making a serve error."
Of course, what he used was not the Tannhauser serve that Atobe is using now.
But...
Drawing on the spinning skills of many other people, and blending the form of Tannhauser who evolved to the extreme in the third year of high school, the serve that looks exactly the same as Tannhauser's serve is born, but it is actually different in essence.
"Hehe, that's why I just said that there is no need to envy Billy. Because you can easily do things like him spinning your wrist and swinging the racket." Fuji laughed, "This kind of serve, How high is the requirement for the toughness of the wrist muscles?"
"It doesn't have much to do with toughness? As long as the body is used to it and the muscles are fully exercised, nothing will happen. Atobe can't control it, it's just because he didn't practice this move for a long time." Renwang said, "But If it was Atobe, he would definitely insist on using this serve."
"This will affect Genichiro, right?" Liu closed his notebook, "The match is coming to an end, so the cooperation between these two people should have changed."
"Senior, how do you know that the vice minister and Atobe-senpai will definitely cooperate?" Kirihara, who always lacks interest in doubles matches, raised his head and asked.
"How do you know?" Liu repeated Kirihara's question.He raised his hand and touched Kirihara's head: "Is there any doubt about this kind of thing? Since Nioh and Yukimura both said that the two people are actually very compatible..."
One is Nioh, whose source of information is mysterious and unpredictable, although he is full of trains, but always tells the truth in subtle places.
One is Yukimura, who always feels that every interesting thing happens quickly, and he always feels that he is gradually evolving from a "son of God" to a god.
The point of view these two men share...
"Gamewonby Atobe, Sanada, 5-4!"
In the end, Atobe, who won the round with Tannhauser's serve, was panting heavily, obviously expending a lot of energy for this move.
Sanada, who knew a lot about the so-called non-bouncing serve, walked over and said, "Atobe, is your wrist okay?" He had seen how Nioh exercised his wrist muscles, so he naturally knew that this kind of non-bouncing serve was right for him. How much wrist strength is required.It's not that I underestimate Atobu, but that this kind of trick is in the early stage of practice...
"It's not like I was injured." Atobe said lightly, "Don't worry."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the front court.
Sanada looked at his back and held back a sigh.
After all, Atobe's movements slowed down because of the large amount of energy Tannhauser had consumed in this round.
Obviously, the US team also took advantage of this weakness to carry out concentrated attacks.Goose volleys, lasso serves, and landing points concentrated in the frontcourt.
Sanada in the backcourt wanted to catch the ball, but...
"Don't come here, this is my uncle's ball!"
Snapped!
Out of bounds.
"Atobe..." Sanada frowned.
"Huh?" Panting heavily, Atobe turned his head, "It's just a small mistake."
This guy……
Compared to Atobe, who was panting heavily, Sanada, who didn't even sweat much, was exhausted physically.The one-sided game in the first half did not allow him to fully enter the game state, and the volley duel with Mike in the second half was only a short period of time.After Atobe was irritated by Mike's words, he had almost no chance to catch the ball.
Do you still want to grab the ball in this state?He looked at the back of the front court.
At this time...
Since this guy has no intention of cooperating...
Tch, forget it, this is a doubles match.Since this guy has no intention of cooperating—
Then let him cooperate!
Snapped!
Damn...can't get...? !Gritting his teeth, Atobe stared at the tennis ball.Just when he thought the ball was about to be lost again, a figure appeared there.
Sanada? !
"15-30!"
Atobe stood up from the ground: "Hey, that's my ball!"
"The most important thing now is to win the game, and I will listen to your complaints after the game is over." Sanada said.
Looking at Sanada like this, Atobe suddenly remembered the concert two days ago (no wonder Director Sakaki gave him a ticket for no reason and told him to go) and the one he met in the theater even if he went to the concert. Sanada in school uniform (Sanada: Are you qualified to say me! Don’t you wear a school uniform?!).
He snorted softly and turned his head sideways: "You really put on a pose no matter where you are."
"To each other." Sanada said.
The two quickly reached a consensus in such a conversation, and when they turned to each other and returned to their positions, they also felt miraculous: How can I be sure that he and I mean the same thing?
But indeed, they were thinking the same thing.
Serve, hit the net...
Two people blocking the net? !
and also……
Time difference? !
"These two people work well together." Ren Zu smiled and said, "The game has begun to have a rhythm. I really can't believe it."
"This rhythm is a little familiar." Fuer stroked his chin thoughtfully: such a fast rhythm, and there are variations...
In the arena, it happened that Atobe was posing for a disillusioned waltz.
He jumped high.
Gritting his teeth, Billy also jumped up: I must fight back!
! !
? !
how come? !
In his surprised eyes, he raised the back of the racket, did not really swing the racket, but kept holding the racket high to pass the tennis ball, and gradually fell down.
Behind his falling body, another leaped high and slammed down the racket.
Sure enough, it is the classic time difference + line of sight occlusion in doubles coordination.
"Tango?" Ninzu looked at these two people, and saw something from their steps.He raised his hand and pushed his glasses in surprise, "Speaking of it, Atobe seems to have said that he met Sanada at a Latin concert two days ago...?"
"...Tango?" Fuji blinked, "Indeed, this rhythm is tango."
He paused for a moment, tilted his head and laughed, "But it's interesting to think that these two people are walking according to the rhythm of tango."
"Indeed, you know that tango was indeed a dance between men and men at the beginning, but in modern times, it has become a classic couple dance step?" Renzu also laughed.
On the field, Atobe jumped high again.
Is it the same as before? ...No, no, this time it's real!
"I'll definitely call back!" Billy jumped up.
He really succeeded in fighting back, but Atobe, who was about to land, didn't show any panic.He raised the corners of his lips.
Behind him, Sanada, who suddenly appeared at the spot where the ball landed, swung his racket.
!
Billy, who was about to hit the ground, had no time to react, and had to let go of his racket grip because he hit the tennis ball on the grip.
pat.
His racket hit the ground.
And Atobe jumped up again, facing the rebounding tennis ball, he slammed down the racket.
What? !Billy and Mike stared at the landing tennis ball in shock, completely unresponsive.
And Atobe, who landed on the ground, snorted and said, "Let's indulge in my master's beauty."
He paused for a moment and didn't look back: "For the time being, let's call this move 'Tango of Destruction'."
"..." What a strange name.Sanada thought so, but did not refute: Anyway, this kind of thing will only be done once.There will be no second chance to use this move!
"Gamewonby Atobe, Sanada, 6-4!"
"It's really a rare and good cooperation." Nioh looked at the field, "But he took the name of 'Shattered Tango'... Only the last ball was played in doubles and the rest of the time was played in singles. That guy Atobe is actually pretty good. proud?"
"Well, you have to understand that our minister is a one-on-one person." Renzu shrugged.
Post-match etiquette.
Suppressing his frustration, Billy showed a smile: "Nicegame."
Mike also held Atobe's hand: "Tangoisthegreatestsplendidart."
"What did he say?" Sanada couldn't help asking, who didn't understand.
Atobe had a satisfied expression: "He said that my uncle's style of play is very gorgeous."
He caught a glimpse of the outline of the gentle girl's light brown half-length hair and light pink dress, but his heart felt soft.Those emerald green eyes concealed a gentle spring, like hands brushing over his chest, easily taking all his attention away.
Billy grinned and cast a wink in the direction of the stands.
The girl who received his winking stare was taken aback, and snorted softly as if she was angry and turned her head away, but the tips of her ears were slightly red.
Such a girl made Billy couldn't help showing an idiotic smile.
Mike walked by and couldn't bear to look straight: "Don't look around during the game."
"There's my Victory sitting there," Billy laughed.
Sighing, Mike lifted the racket over his shoulder, looking like he couldn't stand him.
With a quick spin of the racket, Billy was in a good mood.He gripped the tennis ball emotionally. "So, go for it! Billy Caddy's going to hit it all now!"
He threw the tennis ball high, the wrist of the hand holding the racket twirled in a circle, like... like a cowboy on a horse riding a rope?
The tennis ball that touched the high-speed rotating racket was pushed out vigorously at the moment of contact with the racket, and went towards the opposite side of the field with a strong rotation.
The high speed and huge momentum brought by the rotation and strong force make the tennis arc arc, and after hitting half court, it circles in a spiral shape until the energy is completely dissipated before stopping.
"15-0!"
Sanada, who stopped at the landing point, turned his head with a slight frown: "This ball..."
"What's wrong, this was your mistake." Atobe standing next to him said so.
Sanada snorted softly, but said nothing.
"One more ball!"
The whirring sound caused by the spinning of the racket with his wrist completely covered the sound of the tennis ball flying across the court. This time the tennis ball was flying towards Atobe's hand. ran off the front sight.
The tennis ball that flew over the net fell out of bounds.
"OUT! 30-0!"
Billy whistled. "Did the racket hit the ball? That's a big deal."
"However, light energy will not score points!"
In the preparation area, Liu opened his notebook to check the information about the opponents that he had extracted from the official website in advance (yes, their mobile phones were turned off because they were in the game): "This is the lasso serve? It's quite vivid."
"A lasso? Indeed, it's like a cowboy lassoing a prey that wants to escape." Qianshi sighed.
Nioh stared at Billy's wrist: "You can spin the racket like that, it's really annoying physical fitness."
"Are you envious?" Liu turned a page and said calmly, "You can't envy this. Before he played tennis, that guy was a real cowboy. He had won many championships in the junior division of the Western Cowboy Competition. Let alone a racket." , what that guy throws with a noose is usually a full-grown pit bull."
Raising his eyebrows, King Ni pinched his braids: "What am I envious of? Comparing physical fitness with Americans is a very stupid thing. Besides, the situation can be reversed so quickly, not because of them The opponent is those two guys who are fighting on their own? Compared to me, you should have more experience, Yanagi. Sanada's doubles..."
Liu choked for a moment: "Indeed, Genichiro's doubles..."
He shook his head.
"Don't talk about Sanada, Atobe's doubles is not much better." Taking advantage of Atobe's absence, Shinozu complained that his head was merciless: "At least Sanada played a few doubles in official games. Do you have doubles practice too?"
Seeing King Ni nod his head, he shrugged his shoulders with a helpless look: "The only person Atobe has ever partnered with in doubles is Huadi...do you understand?"
The other people who had the big, dull image of Bingdi in their minds nodded in unison: Well, they understand.
Such Sanada and Atobe, at least until now, have no cooperation at all.The first few rounds were easily won by relying on their personal ability and the opponent's deliberate concealment, which made them excited early.The consequence of entering the state early is to bump into an opponent who is at his best when his attention is not at its peak.
then--
"Gamewonby Kaidi, Lee, 2-4!"
Exchange courts, exchange serves.
Holding the tennis ball, Sanada looked at the other side with burning eyes: I didn't expect them to hide such strength, but even so, my strength has been tested!
As soon as he raised his hand, he was aggressive.
"It's up to you, Mike!"
"pass it to me!"
Mike, who didn't rush to the slightest panic, quickly rushed to the landing point. The aggression that is difficult for Japanese middle school students to deal with is fierce. In the eyes of American middle school students with excellent physical fitness, it is not a particularly difficult ball to return. He A backhand is a volley.
Call back? !
Sanada reacted immediately, and he took a step forward: "Leave this ball to me, Atobe!"
"Don't be kidding, this is my uncle's ball!"
"His opponent is me!" Completely ignoring Atobe who was already posing, Sanada quickly intercepted the tennis ball that hadn't landed, and fought back another aggressive one.
Such a move quickly turned the ball into a tug-of-war of volleys in front of the net.
Sanada, who is constantly aggressive, and Mike, who is good at volleying in front of the net.
They fought with all their strength, and the actions played back on the screen could not even see the racket and the ball. It was obvious how intense the duel in front of the net was.
only……
Noticing that Mike's eyes were looking at his backhand, Sanada reflexively shifted his footsteps and prepared to catch the backhand. However, to his surprise, Mike, who was still staring at his backhand, twisted his wrist, The direction of the swing is towards his right hand.Sanada was taken aback for a moment, and it was too late to change his movements.
thump.
The tennis ball fell right at his feet.
Seeing this scene, the other people sitting in the preparation area all let out a surprise in unison.
Niwang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Pfft, is this a kind of misleading mental power? Even if that look is released through the screen, it is so unbelievable."
"It can affect even the strong-willed Sanada, plus the flawless cooperation between him and Atobe..." Liu frowned slightly, "This match is going to be difficult."
On the field, Sanada bit his back molars: he was actually tricked by that kind of fake action...Damn it!
He hit another aggressive serve and hit the net again.
"Atobe, leave it to me!"
"This is my uncle's ball!"
Completely ignoring Atobe, who was obviously angry, Sanada rushed to the front of Atobe and snatched the ball, and started a volley battle with Mike again in front of the net.
The two jumped up in mid-air, and exchanged several rounds of offense and defense in the short period of less than two seconds before they landed.
Then, again, Mike looked in the direction of Sanada's backhand.
I won't let you get away with it again!
Sanada held back the movement of turning around, and stared at Mike's wrist: right?Or left?
!!!
Lob? !
Sanada, who was too focused on the opponent's wrist, realized the moment he saw the sky above the tennis ball. He turned around and saw Atobe gritting his teeth and rushing towards the landing point of the tennis ball.
thump.
Atobe, who was trying to catch the ball, lay down on the ground, but still failed to catch the ball.
"Gamewonby Kaidi, Lee, 3-4!"
Getting up from the ground, Atobe patted his clothes, put his hips on his hips and said to Sanada, "Hey, don't be angry. You told me to come here."
"..." No, I'm not angry.Sanada raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat.He felt that Atobe's habit of talking to himself really needed to be changed.
After that, as if the warm-up was over, the young man named Mike Lee opened fire.
It is said that he is a young man who has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has reached the peak of martial arts. He runs on the court with a strong body that is not inferior to (or even worse than) the cowboy brother. His speed, strength, skills... are all impeccable!
"Get out of the way, this is my ball!" This time, Atobe was ahead of Sanada and intercepted the tennis ball. After the tennis ball was hit, he was surprised by Billy who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"I won this point, baby!"
There is no doubt that Billy's volley landed on the other half of the field that Sanada and Atobe tacitly emptied.Neither Sanada nor Atobe could react in time. The inertial force made them stop their forward steps and wanted to turn around to save the ball before they heard the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground.
Boom!
"Gamewonby Kaidi, Lee, 4-4!"
In an instant, the score was caught up.
Atobe and Mike brushed shoulders at the net as they switched places.At that moment, the expressionless samurai boy suddenly spit out such a sentence.
"The art is not deep in your play."
This sentence touched Atobe's particularly sensitive nerves in a certain aspect, he stopped and shook his head: "What did you say?!"
Mike didn't react at all, he just walked out of the field at his original speed.
Sanada came over: "What did he say to you?"
Staring at Mike's back, Atobe's tone was rare and flat, but it could be heard from the words that this time, Atobe was really angry: "He said that my uncle's style of play is too simple. "
"Atobe, it's your serve next, calm down." Sanada frowned.
With a snort, Atobe turned his head: "You told me to calm down?!"
"If you play at your original level, winning the game will not be a problem." Sanada said, "Keep a normal mind."
"Stop joking, keep a normal mind?! This uncle can't do it!" Atobe turned his head away.
"Atobe!" Seeing Atobe like this, Sanada frowned even more.
"Atobe, you are competing now, you need to concentrate!" Sanada's voice was cold.
With his back turned to him, Atobe felt that all the blood in his body was flowing to his forehead, none of which was more powerful, fighting spirit.He clenched his fists: "Troubleshooting! Even if you don't say that, I won't give up!"
"...is there actually internal strife?" Buer opened his eyes, "At this time..."
"There's a quarrel." Qianshi tilted his head, "Did the American team member say something to Atobe?"
"Something that doesn't please you?" Ninzu spread his hands, "Atobe's ability to withstand this has always been very low. Well, this is really troublesome."
Indeed, Mike's intention was probably not provocative, but he didn't know that this kind of comment on taste and depth is the most difficult thing for Atobe to accept.
Actually said that my uncle is too simple and has no depth...
I will let you see what depth is!
His eyes turned cold, he threw the tennis ball and bent back deeply.
"That's...the one from the training camp..."
The tennis ball hit the frontcourt at high speed, and instead of bouncing up, it slid out of the court by rubbing against the ground.Billy, who was in the hitting position, watched in amazement at the gray-black straight line created by the tennis ball.
what is this?
"Atobe?" Sanada turned around, and saw Atobe's eyes slightly curled up, his eyes were cold and frightening: "Name...Tanhuaise serve." He raised the racket high: "Indulge in my master's beauty! "
A serve that doesn't bounce?
Taking a name like Tannhauser is really in line with Atobe's style. Compared with the training camp, it is much more stable.
Atobe, who took Sanada's attention as a shock, was obviously satisfied, and he withdrew his hand: "Really, I'm not joking. I didn't expect that I had to use this trick prepared for the match against Tezuka."
...for the match against Tezuka?
Sanada raised her eyebrows: Are you joking?Then what did you do when you played against me?and……
He reflexively looked in the direction of the preparation area, even if he couldn't see it, he felt a gentle gaze was watching him.
Atobe's words were of course captured by the loudspeakers installed around the venue so that the audience could hear them.Most people are confused: Tezuka?Who is Tezuka?
In the preparation area, Yukimura hugged his arms with a chuckle: "Tezuka is such a heartthrob, Atobe is also thinking about hiding tricks to deal with him."
"Also?" Fuji also laughed, "Did I know something?"
Without replying, Yukimura smiled deeper, and the background of lilies behind him spread in the preparation area.
Only Nioh dared to break the atmosphere and speak at such a time.
He grabbed his braids: "Is this Tanhuaiser? Is this Atobe's interpretation of himself?" A noble boy who looks happy but has a wandering heart?
Thinking it was funny, King Ren straightened up and put his hands on Renzu's shoulders: "Pfft, your minister's ideas are quite literary, I won't lose to you."
"...I don't understand what you're talking about." Renzu pushed his glasses.
On the court, he scored three goals, but at the end of the game, he made a mistake.
This action made both the enemy and the enemy understand that adjectives like "I didn't want to use it" were not just trying to hide tricks.There is also a part of the reason, it is such a trick, the body is not fully used to it so that it can be used as it pleases, right?
If it is a return ball, you can use the opponent's rotation to achieve the effect of not bouncing, but if you serve the ball...
Fuji suddenly turned his head: "King Ni, the serve you used during the training camp...is it different from Tanhuaiser's serve?"
Raising his eyebrows, King Ren nodded generously: "Yes."
He still put his left hand on Shinozu's shoulder, and pinched his braid with his right hand: "At least I can use it for the whole game without making a serve error."
Of course, what he used was not the Tannhauser serve that Atobe is using now.
But...
Drawing on the spinning skills of many other people, and blending the form of Tannhauser who evolved to the extreme in the third year of high school, the serve that looks exactly the same as Tannhauser's serve is born, but it is actually different in essence.
"Hehe, that's why I just said that there is no need to envy Billy. Because you can easily do things like him spinning your wrist and swinging the racket." Fuji laughed, "This kind of serve, How high is the requirement for the toughness of the wrist muscles?"
"It doesn't have much to do with toughness? As long as the body is used to it and the muscles are fully exercised, nothing will happen. Atobe can't control it, it's just because he didn't practice this move for a long time." Renwang said, "But If it was Atobe, he would definitely insist on using this serve."
"This will affect Genichiro, right?" Liu closed his notebook, "The match is coming to an end, so the cooperation between these two people should have changed."
"Senior, how do you know that the vice minister and Atobe-senpai will definitely cooperate?" Kirihara, who always lacks interest in doubles matches, raised his head and asked.
"How do you know?" Liu repeated Kirihara's question.He raised his hand and touched Kirihara's head: "Is there any doubt about this kind of thing? Since Nioh and Yukimura both said that the two people are actually very compatible..."
One is Nioh, whose source of information is mysterious and unpredictable, although he is full of trains, but always tells the truth in subtle places.
One is Yukimura, who always feels that every interesting thing happens quickly, and he always feels that he is gradually evolving from a "son of God" to a god.
The point of view these two men share...
"Gamewonby Atobe, Sanada, 5-4!"
In the end, Atobe, who won the round with Tannhauser's serve, was panting heavily, obviously expending a lot of energy for this move.
Sanada, who knew a lot about the so-called non-bouncing serve, walked over and said, "Atobe, is your wrist okay?" He had seen how Nioh exercised his wrist muscles, so he naturally knew that this kind of non-bouncing serve was right for him. How much wrist strength is required.It's not that I underestimate Atobu, but that this kind of trick is in the early stage of practice...
"It's not like I was injured." Atobe said lightly, "Don't worry."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the front court.
Sanada looked at his back and held back a sigh.
After all, Atobe's movements slowed down because of the large amount of energy Tannhauser had consumed in this round.
Obviously, the US team also took advantage of this weakness to carry out concentrated attacks.Goose volleys, lasso serves, and landing points concentrated in the frontcourt.
Sanada in the backcourt wanted to catch the ball, but...
"Don't come here, this is my uncle's ball!"
Snapped!
Out of bounds.
"Atobe..." Sanada frowned.
"Huh?" Panting heavily, Atobe turned his head, "It's just a small mistake."
This guy……
Compared to Atobe, who was panting heavily, Sanada, who didn't even sweat much, was exhausted physically.The one-sided game in the first half did not allow him to fully enter the game state, and the volley duel with Mike in the second half was only a short period of time.After Atobe was irritated by Mike's words, he had almost no chance to catch the ball.
Do you still want to grab the ball in this state?He looked at the back of the front court.
At this time...
Since this guy has no intention of cooperating...
Tch, forget it, this is a doubles match.Since this guy has no intention of cooperating—
Then let him cooperate!
Snapped!
Damn...can't get...? !Gritting his teeth, Atobe stared at the tennis ball.Just when he thought the ball was about to be lost again, a figure appeared there.
Sanada? !
"15-30!"
Atobe stood up from the ground: "Hey, that's my ball!"
"The most important thing now is to win the game, and I will listen to your complaints after the game is over." Sanada said.
Looking at Sanada like this, Atobe suddenly remembered the concert two days ago (no wonder Director Sakaki gave him a ticket for no reason and told him to go) and the one he met in the theater even if he went to the concert. Sanada in school uniform (Sanada: Are you qualified to say me! Don’t you wear a school uniform?!).
He snorted softly and turned his head sideways: "You really put on a pose no matter where you are."
"To each other." Sanada said.
The two quickly reached a consensus in such a conversation, and when they turned to each other and returned to their positions, they also felt miraculous: How can I be sure that he and I mean the same thing?
But indeed, they were thinking the same thing.
Serve, hit the net...
Two people blocking the net? !
and also……
Time difference? !
"These two people work well together." Ren Zu smiled and said, "The game has begun to have a rhythm. I really can't believe it."
"This rhythm is a little familiar." Fuer stroked his chin thoughtfully: such a fast rhythm, and there are variations...
In the arena, it happened that Atobe was posing for a disillusioned waltz.
He jumped high.
Gritting his teeth, Billy also jumped up: I must fight back!
! !
? !
how come? !
In his surprised eyes, he raised the back of the racket, did not really swing the racket, but kept holding the racket high to pass the tennis ball, and gradually fell down.
Behind his falling body, another leaped high and slammed down the racket.
Sure enough, it is the classic time difference + line of sight occlusion in doubles coordination.
"Tango?" Ninzu looked at these two people, and saw something from their steps.He raised his hand and pushed his glasses in surprise, "Speaking of it, Atobe seems to have said that he met Sanada at a Latin concert two days ago...?"
"...Tango?" Fuji blinked, "Indeed, this rhythm is tango."
He paused for a moment, tilted his head and laughed, "But it's interesting to think that these two people are walking according to the rhythm of tango."
"Indeed, you know that tango was indeed a dance between men and men at the beginning, but in modern times, it has become a classic couple dance step?" Renzu also laughed.
On the field, Atobe jumped high again.
Is it the same as before? ...No, no, this time it's real!
"I'll definitely call back!" Billy jumped up.
He really succeeded in fighting back, but Atobe, who was about to land, didn't show any panic.He raised the corners of his lips.
Behind him, Sanada, who suddenly appeared at the spot where the ball landed, swung his racket.
!
Billy, who was about to hit the ground, had no time to react, and had to let go of his racket grip because he hit the tennis ball on the grip.
pat.
His racket hit the ground.
And Atobe jumped up again, facing the rebounding tennis ball, he slammed down the racket.
What? !Billy and Mike stared at the landing tennis ball in shock, completely unresponsive.
And Atobe, who landed on the ground, snorted and said, "Let's indulge in my master's beauty."
He paused for a moment and didn't look back: "For the time being, let's call this move 'Tango of Destruction'."
"..." What a strange name.Sanada thought so, but did not refute: Anyway, this kind of thing will only be done once.There will be no second chance to use this move!
"Gamewonby Atobe, Sanada, 6-4!"
"It's really a rare and good cooperation." Nioh looked at the field, "But he took the name of 'Shattered Tango'... Only the last ball was played in doubles and the rest of the time was played in singles. That guy Atobe is actually pretty good. proud?"
"Well, you have to understand that our minister is a one-on-one person." Renzu shrugged.
Post-match etiquette.
Suppressing his frustration, Billy showed a smile: "Nicegame."
Mike also held Atobe's hand: "Tangoisthegreatestsplendidart."
"What did he say?" Sanada couldn't help asking, who didn't understand.
Atobe had a satisfied expression: "He said that my uncle's style of play is very gorgeous."
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