The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 428

Chapter 428 Puyu (first update, please subscribe.)

Boom!

At the back of the court, Yuta leaped high, and then smashed Racquet on the tennis ball quickly.

The tennis ran across the entire half in an instant.

The opposite of Yuta.

Feng fixed his eyes on the tennis ball, and judged the tennis ball’s impact by the trajectory of the tennis ball.

The moment a tennis ball passes over the net.

Feng moved quickly.

Behind the service line.

Forehand swing.

Feng took the serve played by Yuta back.

“Step! Step! Step!”

The rush rang out in an instant.

The rear of the court.

Yuta’s eyes turned red, and he strode from the backcourt to the serve area.

The tennis ball fell to the bounce.

Almost the same instant.

“Half volley!”

Yu shouted loudly.

The racquet in his hand swung vigorously at the tennis ball that had just been bounced.

Boom!

The tennis ball fell violently at the center and rear of the left “August 13” serve area.

Feng greeted the ball with a swing.

His arms trembled at the same time as racquet.

“The heavy ball is heavier than the previous one!”

Feng’s complexion changed slightly.

After gritting his teeth, Feng Jiang slapped back.

“Step! Step! Step!”

The sound of footsteps gradually became clear.

The center in front of the net.

There was a huge roar.

Yuta intercepted Feng’s return with a full forehand strike and hit the tennis ball to Feng’s left rear.

Feng was too late to intercept.

The ball rushed out of the court under his watch.

The rear of the court.

With a bang.

Yuta quickly played serve again.

After serve is sealed.

Lean forward.

Push your right foot back.

Lift your shoulders.

Swing quickly and vigorously.

Half volley!

Yuta once again swung his racket fully and hit the tennis ball that had just been bounced.

Bang!

Feng’s arm trembled again.

Lift your shoulders.

Turn your body sideways.

The full half volley was born again in Yuta’s hands.

The power carried in the tennis rushed along the racquet into Feng’s palm and half of his arm under the elbow again.

An abnormal bang.

The tennis ball was ejected from Feng’s racquet.

The position of the frontcourt.

Step hard.

The body vacated.

Yuta rushed forward and smashed the tennis ball down.

The left edge of the court.

The tennis ball that fell to the ground stirred up dust.

Then he rushed out of the court quickly.

“Hyotei’s, don’t look down on people.”

“I’m Fuji Yuta!”

Yuta stared at Feng and said.

After a fierce sweep and continued to glance at Atobe and Oshitari who were sitting on Hyotei’s bench, Yuta returned to the backcourt aggressively.

“I look down on you?”

Feng looked surprised.

On the stand of the court on the left.

“aggressive.”

“The play is fierce.”

“Although his handling of the ball was a bit aggressive, Yuta’s tension disappeared and he once again took advantage of his own serve game.”

“Looking at what he said just now and how angry he was, Shimura should have said in front of Yuta a while ago that was very stimulating to Yuta, but was not very friendly to us Hyotei.

Oshitari groaned.

“From the perspective of Yuta’s current state, it is very difficult for Feng to suppress Yuta in a short period of time.”

“Atobe, do you need some pointers to Feng?”

Oshitari looked at Atobe.

As one of the two Tokyo’s two big days where Fuji was tied last year, Hyotei’s No. 2 player and the second-most insightful top player, Oshitari has already seen Yuta’s weaknesses at this moment.

“unnecessary.”

Leaning on the steps, Atobe said calmly: “Fuji’s brother, his condition has indeed recovered, but it is Feng who still has the upper hand.”

“Moreover, the opponent’s basic style of play has not changed. Shimura should only relieve Fuji Yuta’s tension just now, and did not give tactical guidance.”

“Feng will play this game by himself!”

“Shimurasuke’s insight is no less than that of any one of you and me!”

Atobe sat up.

Oshitari nodded slightly, without saying more.

Although Atobe gave some encouragement before Hiyoshi and Feng went on the field, he showed a certain attitude towards practice matches and the three games between freshmen.

But the first purpose of this practice match is to practice. In fact, it is to detect Seigaku’s information and win the game.

Especially for freshmen, exercise is more important than victory.

Both Atobe and Oshitari understand these points very well.

The conversation between Atobe and Oshitari did not affect the off-court game.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Tennis roar 0.

Five minutes later.

“Yuta scored, this game is over.”

“The score is 5:5.’

Taki Haginosuke’s voice sounded.

Eight minutes later.

“Feng scored, this game is over.”

“The score is 6:5.

“Feng leads!”

“The two sides exchange serve bureaus!”

Taki Haginosuke announced the result of the game with a trembling voice.

The side stand of the court.

“Come on, Yuta, in this game, you have already picked up Feng serve twice, and Feng’s serve is about to be completely destroyed by you!”

“You can win!”

Taocheng encouraged loudly.

Fifteen minutes later.

“Yutafen, this game is over.”

“The score is 6:6.”

Taki Haginosuke on the sidelines spoke.

“The game has reached tiebreak.”

“Fuji Yuta, he is very tenacious, I don’t know who can win this game!”

Taki Haginosuke worried.

The front of the stands.

“I didn’t capture the opponent’s serve game, but now he has pushed his opponent into a tiebreak tiebreaker. Although there was serious tension just now, the overall performance is not bad.

Shimura smiled and nodded.

The 1.3 mental strength, Yuta’s mental strength is indeed not strong, and the state is very susceptible to external influences. Because of Fuji, he still feels a little inferior in his heart.

However, Yuta has strong self-esteem and has the spirit of not admitting defeat.

Yuta is a princess who can be trained in 3.3 and has the potential to become an excellent tennis player.

Under Shimura’s gaze.

The game soon started again.

Feng has the right to serve the first two goals of the tiebreak tiebreaker.

Bang!

Feng played a super high-speed serve.

The center of the backcourt.

Yuta clung to all Feng’s movements, the moment the tennis left Feng’s racquet.

“Step! Step! Step! Step!’

Yuta stepped forward with all his might, and then took Feng’s serve back.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!,