The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 486 The last ball (the second one, please subscribe.)

Seigaku Tennis Division School Rankings.

The first game of Group A.

Shimura fights against the hand.

After the fifth game.

“In their own serve bureau, Shimura directly used the serve to score points. In Shimura’s serve bureau, the hand completely took Shimura’s serve~ there was nothing to do.

“Even the deputy minister of the hand who can clean up the national players is crushed. Minister Shimura is really terrifying. His strength is simply strange-things!

“I wonder if the Deputy Minister of the Shou Family can launch a Jedi counterattack?”

“Counter-attack? Difficult! Lost five games in a row, and the player has no room to resist. The next game is Shimura’s serve game. This game Shimura is almost set to win!”

The discussion boiled off the court.

The inside of the court.

Shoujia looked up at Shimura.

Soon, Shoujia retracted his gaze, and then walked towards the bottom of the court with the pat.

The left edge of the net.

Shoujia stopped for the second time.

“Shimura, although the power is indeed very strong, I can see that whether it is serving or catching the ball, you are actually not using your full strength.”

“But the serve you played has surpassed the serve speed of most professional players, and you also have the overbearing power to easily knock down the racquet in my hand when receiving the ball.”

“How is this going?”

Shoujia asked in a deep voice.

There was a rare puzzle in his eyes.

“Hands, you should know that there are sweet spots and desserts on every racquet.”

Shimura turned his head and said.

“Sweet Zone Dessert”

“I know that.

The hand nodded directly, and there was a sense of sorrow in his eyes, and said, “Are you serving and receiving the ball in the sweet zone serve, and receiving the ball is the sweet spot receiving the ball?”

“No, the catch and serve in the sweet zone will not have such power!

Shoujia immediately denied.

The sweet zone is the area where the racquet racket can most efficiently hit high-quality shots.

According to racquet itself.

The location and size of the sweet spot will vary.

According to the difference of hitting effect, the category of sweet spot will be different.

The area that helps to increase the strength of the shot.

Power sweet spot.

The area that helps to increase the speed of the ball

Speed ​​sweet zone.

Helps enhance the player’s ball control area.

Technical sweet spot.

As a top junior high school student who is a professional player, he has a good understanding of sweet spots and desserts, and can even consciously use the fields to hit the ball.

But the hands are very clear

Even if it is a sweet spot hit, even if Shimura has a strong jumping ability and can play serve with a flat ball, but without using his full strength, Shimura’s serve is extremely fast and it is difficult for him to react.

Similarly, the power of Shimura’s serving should not be so terrifying.

“Could it be?”

Suddenly, Shoujia thought of a terrible guess.

Even though the Shoujia has a calm personality, there is still horror in his eyes when he looks at Shimura.

“Power sweets, speed sweets, technical sweets, my serve and receive serve are made by speed sweets and power sweets on racquet, respectively!

Shimura pointed out his hand’s guess.

Shoujia turned into silence.

Sweet click the ball, this is a skill that only professional players need to master. But even for professional players, their probability of hitting a sweet click in the game is not too high.

However, neither the speed of serving nor the power of receiving serve showed obvious fluctuations in Shimura.

This means that all serve in Shimura just now was dessert serve.

All servings are desserts.

This is unimaginable!

Ten seconds later.

“Able to perfectly control the skill of sweet clicks. No wonder the media in some western countries will praise you as the world’s number one junior high school student, a genius who can change the pattern of world basketball in the future.

“Shimura, you are indeed far better than me now.”

Shoujia said.

Although the expression has returned to the iceberg state of expressionless face, the hand’s eyes and tone are still filled with emotion and unspeakable loss.

When the school started last year, Zhicun was only one-liner better than Shoujia, but now, the gap between Shoujia and Heshimura is qualitative.

“Shimura.

“In the game just now, how much power did you use?”

Shoujia asked in a hoarse voice.

“Sixty percent!”

Shimura said directly.

“Only 60%?”

Shou’s pupils shrank instantly.

After a brief exchange, Shimura continued to move forward.

Shoujia also stepped forward.

0……for flowers…

At the moment when he is about to set foot on court.

Shoujia stopped.

“Shoujia, I know your goal is to become a professional player. But do you still remember how you liked tennis and how it felt when you made tennis a career you will fight for all your life?”

Shimura’s voice reached Tezuka’s ears.

“The first time you like tennis?

Shoujia whispered softly.

No matter what the content of the conversation is, what kind of mood arises in the process of talking.

Shimura fights against the hand.

Both of his matches have to continue in accordance with normal procedures.

After stepping onto the court for nearly a minute.

The center of the backcourt.

Lean forward, bend the knees, and place the racquet on the front left and front of the body.

The hand made a gesture of preparing to catch the ball.

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at the same time.

A large amount of glass-like translucent air flow enveloped the hands.

The limit of talent.

The player’s mind is simulating the progress of the game.

Shimura’s pupils shrank from time to time.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The roar kept resounding in my mind.

Tennis balls, like beams of light, bombarded the court time and time again.

Shimura serve!

Shimura scores!

Shimura serve!

Shimura scores!

All the simulations in the mind of the hand have only one result, that is, Shimura directly serve the score.

suddenly.

Shoujia raised his head.

The other side of the court.

In the sky.

Bang!

The racquet in Shimura’s hand was swiftly swung down.

In a flash

The light that made the hands feel so familiar was born again.

Boom!

The tennis player landed on the front side of his house and continued to rush backwards unabated.

After an instant.

“Wow

The sound of the barbed wire being hit.

“Shimura scored!”

“The score is 15:0.”

“Shimura leads!

The referee’s voice sounded.

After half a minute.

“Shimura scores!!

“The score is 40:0.”

“Shimura is ahead!”

The referee announced the score.

“Only one ball!”

While announcing the score, a thought was born in the referee’s mind.

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