Net King Returns to the First Generation

The influence of the brothers on doubles is undoubtedly great-when the brothers are originally equal in strength.If you want to give an example, for example, Chengcheng Shonan's twin brothers who are not outstanding in personal quality and inconspicuous in physical fitness, but after forming a team doubles, they stand out in the Kanto Competition.Such things as telepathy are not casually talked about, but have been verified and supported by scientific theories for almost the entire history of human evolution.When a pair of brothers who already have a good relationship, have similar physical fitness, and can complement each other technically form a doubles...

At the moment of catching the ball, he realized that he had misjudged the strength of the opponent's full-female player and responded immediately: he rotated his body, wrist and racket at the same time, so that there were already signs of spin and rebound. The tennis ball stayed on the racket face abruptly and turned half a circle around the racket frame.After the friction, the tennis ball regained its spin, and at this time, Bu Er had already diverted part of the force from the tennis ball with the help of his body.

He pulls the racket sideways.

The tennis ball arced across the net-of course, Budu's response was good enough, but the time difference caused by the miscalculation had already had enough impact on the state of the ball.

After saving the ball, Bu Er started to run again. He glanced at Telly in front of the net from the corner of his eye: Hehe, this person's technical characteristics don't match that face at all.Is it a player of the power type...?

What about the brother in the backcourt?

Shinozuzu hit a through ball, and he was surprised to find that Thom, who was in a catch position, passed the tennis ball.

It was Terry who caught the ball? !

Immediately changed the direction of running, Shinobu felt bad the moment the racket touched the ball: free kick!

He turned his head: "No two!"

"Ah, I see." Concentrating on Thom, who was stepping back and exposing his muscles: Where did this ball hit?

! !

? !

put the ball?this pose?

Bu Er, who ran forward in a hurry, still missed the ball.

He turned his head and looked at Thom with a smile: the power to stop the swing just before the ball touched, and the contagious expression and eyes... mental strength, technique and strength...

This pair of brothers is really more difficult than imagined.

He turned his head and exchanged a look with Renzu, both of them knew each other well.

The first round... Let's observe again.

"Gamewonby Thom, Turley, 1-0!"

Exchange venues.

Renzu pushed his glasses: "Fuer, you also found out, right?"

"Ah, what an incredible physical quality." Fuji smiled. "The flexibility and strength are excellent, and even the mental strength is not weak. Being so sought after is not just because of appearance."

"It will be a big loss to be deceived by such an appearance, right?" Ren Zu also raised the corners of his lips, "Speaking of it, no two, you should be satisfied with today's venue, right?"

"Oh?" Buer tilted his head, "An open space?"

He stretched out his hand to feel the wind blowing through his fingers, and smiled: "Then bear with you, have you seen their hearts clearly?"

"See clearly." Renzu turned his head and looked at the Griffey brothers who were chatting, "Is there any need to use the word 'see clearly' for an opponent who has no hidden intentions at all?"

Is there a smooth transition between brothers...

Buer holds the tennis ball.He raised his hand holding the tennis ball to the Griffey brothers on the opposite side, while his right hand held the racket at his waist.

"This ball will disappear." With such a gentle voice, Fuji's always smiling face appeared on the big screen, and this whisper was also broadcast to everyone in the venue by the magical loudspeaker equipment. corner.

Even the fans of the Griffey Brothers, who had chartered a special plane, couldn't help but hold their breath under the gentle smile of this young man.

Will...disappear?

The tennis ball fell to the side of the waist under the rubbing of the fingers, and the racket was pulled from the bottom to the top. It seemed to be just a serve with a lack of speed and angle, but——

After jumping over the China Open, the clearly visible tennis ball is like a rocket equipped with propellers, and more and more afterimages are captured on the big screen.When Terry swung at the net trying to catch the ball, the tennis ball literally disappeared just as his racket was about to touch it.

what?

He didn't know why, his intuition made him turn his head, and he saw that not far away in the opposite direction, the disappearing tennis ball suddenly appeared again, circled a small arc and landed gently on the ground.

"15-0!"

This kind of tactic that seems to completely violate science (it does violate science) made the venue in a strange state of silence for a few seconds.Then, starting from a certain position in the auditorium, sighs and applause gradually sounded.

Terry, whose smile faded unknowingly, looked at the two people on the opposite side of the field, and finally realized that things might not go as they planned.

"How about doing it again? This time, you have to see clearly." Fuji smiled while holding the tennis ball.

"30-0!"

"40-0!"

"Gamewonby no two, endure enough, 1-1!"

When passing by each other in the exchange of venues, Shinozu suddenly turned his head and said, "Aren't you going to be more serious?"

"What are you talking about?" Terry raised his usual smile.

"No, it's nothing." Shinozu shrugged, "If you don't plan to be more serious, we will win this game directly."

"Don't tell me too soon, boy." Tom came up from behind.

He and Renzu looked at each other for two seconds, then turned around and walked back to the coach chair.

To be more serious...?

Hmph, I really need to be more serious.If the scene is not intense enough, it won't be able to meet the coach's requirements, and it won't be able to induce tension in the audience... In the round just now, the opponent also performed too much!

When it was Tom's turn to serve, looking at the back of his younger brother standing in front, he suddenly remembered the days when they were performing on the street.Speaking of "playing the game like a puppet as before", Kebin is simply a young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world.Now this is the day when I can play my favorite tennis, don't worry about food and clothing, and can learn what I like as I like...

Like a puppet?

so what!At least they are alive and well!

Terry, can I?

No problem, bro!

Thom, who threw the tennis ball, aimed at the back of Terry's head, and pressed the racket hard.

This kind of behavior surprised Fuji and Ninzu on the opposite side.

About to hit?Danger!

……what? !

Terry, who turned his head only at the last moment, passed the tennis ball that brushed his hair.

Bu Er in front of the net narrowly caught the return ball again, while Thom in the backcourt hit the ball to the back of Terry's head again.

This is the most proficient move they had in the years when they had to perform on the street to support themselves. At the beginning, they just relied purely on the mysterious trust and telepathy between the brothers and the tennis skills that had not been systematically trained. Until now , This kind of move that can block the ball and put pressure on the opponent has become their weapon in doubles.

Can't see the ball path...

Shinozu frowned.

Not two, tentatively closed his eyes.In the deafening cheers of the audience, find the sound that belongs to the friction between the wind and the tennis ball...

He opened his eyes and frowned.

The scene is really too noisy.

"Gamewonby Thom, Turley, 2-1!"

"It's nerve-wracking, blocking it so tightly." Renzu raised his hand to cover his forehead and sighed.

"Yeah, the scene is too noisy." Fuji laughed, "Since we have installed amplifying equipment in the venue so that our conversations can be heard by the audience and opponents... why don't we pretend to be more sensitive, even How about amplifying the tennis ball?"

"If even the friction of tennis balls and wind can be amplified, then the eardrums will be broken if we speak." Shinozu put down his hand, "By the way, should we also do some gorgeous coordination? I was attracted by you just now The fans who came over stood back to their original positions again."

"Hehe, the only coordination we can do is the most basic formation change, right?" Bu Er Yi pointed out, "I don't think you can tango?"

"...Don't use this to tease me." The corner of Renzu's mouth dropped three percentage points, "I always feel that I will be very sad after returning to school."

He pushed his glasses: "However, even if you can't silence the noisy audience with gorgeous coordination, you can use another method."

"Ah, that's true." Fuji nodded, and he chuckled, "It's always fun to say the words 'gorgeous' and 'loud' from your mouth."

"...Can you stop making fun of me with Atobe? You must know that Atobe's style does not represent Ice Emperor's style." Ninzuzu complained half-truthfully, "At least not completely."

After saying what seemed to be nothing but a lot of content, Ninzuzu and Fuji walked onto the court again.

This round is Ninjazu's serve.

Known as possessing "thousands of unique skills", Ninjazu has always belonged to the "Ice Emperor NO.2 who does not think about making progress" in the eyes of outsiders.His attitude when playing with the team is always contemptuous, and compared to the game, he always feels that he didn't try his best, which is really annoying.But since everyone thinks that he is the No.2 of Ice Emperor and the same non-serious player...

What is the true strength of Renzuzu?

At this moment, holding the racket and the tennis ball in his hands, he stood on the bottom line and glanced at the Griffey brothers opposite him: they are really simple and direct Americans, their thoughts are written on their faces, should they be happy or interested in meeting such an opponent How about missing?

Well, if your partner is perfect, you can't do well if you don't play well.

This is a televised game, and Kenya and his family can watch it, at least not to embarrass the people of Kansai?

"It's coming." He reminded symbolically, and after throwing the tennis ball, he pressed down the racket neatly.

Can't see the ball clearly, can't hear the sound of the tennis ball flying?

What does it matter? Isn't the path and trajectory of the ball clearly written on the faces of the two people opposite?What are you thinking in your heart, I can see it all.

"Here." The forbearance that accurately "predicted" the landing point slashed the tennis ball downwards, turning the return ball into a lob with rotation.

As Thom jumps up for a smash, he turns back into a half crouch and spreads his arms out in the backcourt.

The tennis ball landed on his racket, bounced back with a high arc, and landed almost vertically on the bottom line of the opponent's half.

This is? !

Volley? !The two members of the US team opened their eyes wide.

"It's a good giant bear to fight back." Fuji smiled at Ninzu who stood up.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"15-0!"

And the next ball...

"No two, to the right!"

"Ah, I see." Fuji, who had arrived at the landing point, took a step back and opened his posture.

The tennis ball spun by the racket crosses an arc and lands in front of the net. It rubs against the ground and draws a trajectory without bouncing off.

This is……? !

Is it the same serve as the guy from the Japanese team hit in the previous game? !

Thom and Terry couldn't hide their surprised expressions. They watched the handsome guy who looked like a girl withdrew his hand, with the same smile on his face.

"30-0!"

"The beautiful flying swallow returns to the nest."

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment."

Next ball, serve, run, and...

"Where are you looking at?" Shinobu, who suddenly changed his running direction in the middle, appeared at the ball's landing point again. He raised his arms, but finally changed the angle of the racket at the moment of touching the ball.

short ball.

"40-0!"

"Gamewonby no two, endure enough, 2-2!"

And the next round...

The giant bear strikes back!

Swallows return to their nests!

And... this is... the white whale? !

Two people take turns to use the giant bear to fight back? !

"Gamewonby no two, endure enough, 3-2!"

In the auditorium, the audience was undoubtedly completely mobilized by such a gorgeous and fast-paced game.

"Tom, Terry, come on! Don't lose!"

"Return them a round! Come on!"

"Fuck the guys in the United States! Come on, the Japanese team!"

……

Coach Bega held the binoculars, and he smiled with satisfaction watching such a scene.

Taking down the binoculars, he looked at the Griffey brothers standing in front of him: "It's overtaken, my script is completely useless."

Thom and Terry bowed their heads: "I'm sorry, coach. Next, we will definitely..."

"However, the audience is very engaged. More engaged than when you won. Now we have to rewrite the script. This game, please lose."

Thom and Terry raised their heads the moment they heard this sentence: "Tell us to lose?"

"Yes, I lost." Coach Bega still had a disgusting capitalist arrogant smile, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Tom shook his head.

"So, do you understand?"

"Yes. Boss!"

Of course Ninzu and Fuji couldn't hear such a conversation, but when they re-entered the field and looked across the field, they realized something was wrong.

The aura of the opponent... has changed.

This is……?

They exchanged a look and decided to try it out.

The same serve that blocks the line of sight as before, but Ninjazu has completely seen through the hearts of these two people.Is the current emotion helpless and forbearing?The ball path and trajectory are still as clear!

...? !

Why don't you run to catch the ball?

"15-0!"

"Tom! Terry!" The auditorium was in an uproar again, and the girls fans of the brothers were all devoted to cheering while being sad.

And the Griffey brothers, whom they love so much, persuaded themselves like this.

"It's okay, Terry. Mr. Bega is our benefactor, so we will do whatever he says."

"Ah, that's right, brother. Let's do it."

"Losing the game."

...Do you really want to lose like this?

"30-0!"

Forbearance, helplessness, hesitation and entanglement.

"40-0!"

"Gamewonby no two, endure enough, 3-2!"

"Gamewonby no two, endure enough, 4-2!"

It is all thanks to Mr. Bega that we can stand here, so we have to lose this game!

"Hey, are you underestimating us?" Pushing his glasses, Renzu's voice was lower than usual.

This kind of sound magnetically made many girls gasp after passing through the loudspeaker equipment.

"No, not at all." Thom said, "Continue to play!"

"Tom, Terry! Come on!"

"Tom, Terry! Turn defeat into victory! You can definitely do it!"

Is it really possible?

Heh, the two people you are cheering for have clearly written in their hearts, "I'm going to lose"!

Fuji walked up to Renzu: "Are you angry?"

"Of course you will be angry, right? The opponent has such an attitude." Ren Zuo tilted his head, his voice almost whispering, "Aren't you angry?"

"Angry? For such a person?" Fuji shook his head, "There's no need. Since they want to lose, we'll let them do it, okay?"

Renzu blinked: "Are you angry?"

"Hehe, you can also interpret it in this way." Fuji's smile faded, "I, I hate people who use tennis as a tool the most!"

Whether it is a tool used to hurt others, or a tool used to mobilize emotions to deceive the audience...

This is all an insult to tennis!

"Gamewonby no two, endure enough, 5-2!"

5-2…

What is this feeling?

So sad, I obviously want to...

"Brother." Terry lowered his head and called softly.

"Terry?"

"As long as you lose in the end, it doesn't matter? Such a score and such a game..." Terry couldn't say the rest.

Is that right, Terry, do you think so? In fact, I...

"Yeah, it doesn't matter as long as you lose in the end, this kind of game..." Being looked at by the opponent with such eyes, as if he is like a clown.

But obviously... We also love tennis so much!

"Gamewonby Thom, Turley, 3-5!"

"Are you finally serious?" Fuji raised his hand, "However, even if you want to change your mind now, the outcome has already been decided after you have been passively coping for such a long time."

"There are some things that cannot be done!"

Beluga!

"Gamewonby no two, endure enough, 6-3!"