Tennis: One look can subdue me, one sword can break the clothes of heaven!

Chapter 78: Type 1 Return

After Maori served the ball, he sprinted directly to the net.

He wanted to finish this game quickly, so he adopted the serve-and-volley tactic right from the start.

This style of play can create a strong sense of pressure on the opponent and easily create an advantage. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have enough confidence in your own strength!

"Serve and volley? Want to suppress the opponent..."

At the same time, the moment he saw Mao Li going online, Bu Er made a judgment in his mind.

He turned his eyes to the empty space on the left and hit the tennis ball towards that position.

Very fast.

But at this moment, Maori moved to the left side in an instant like a phantom.

"Want to take advantage of a loophole? It's not that easy!"

boom!

With a quick volley, Maori successfully got the first ball.

'Game! Mori Jusaburo! 15:0!'

"Such a fast lateral movement speed..."

Bu Er looked a little solemn.

Most people would not have had time to react to the ball just now, but Maori not only reacted, but also scored with a quick interception.

This shows that the senior in front of him not only has excellent eyesight, but can also keep up with the movements.

The fact that he could do this was enough to show that this was not an easy opponent.

Indeed, national-level strength is not just boasting.

"In that case... let's try another approach."

boom!

The ball flew out again, and this time, Mao Li still used the same tactics, serving and volleying to suppress the opponent.

At the same time, Bu Er shot the ball high into the sky!

"So high!"

"It flew to the backfield!"

"Is this...going out of bounds?"

There were exclamations from the audience outside the stadium.

Then, as the tennis ball fell, the exclamations turned into silence.

I saw that the ball fell right at the baseline!

'Game! Fuji Shusuke! 15:15!'

This time, it was Maori's turn to be surprised.

"I'm so lucky..."

He thought the ball was bound to go out of bounds, but he didn't expect it to land right on the baseline.

"Is it a coincidence?"

He turned his gaze to Fuji Shusuke opposite him, only to see that he had a blank expression on his face, still looking calm and composed.

For some reason, Maori felt a little nervous when he saw Fuji like this.

I always feel that the goal just now was not just a coincidence.

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, it's always better to be cautious..."

Maori raised his hand and hit another serve.

At the same time, he sprinted to the net again to suppress the opponent, but this time, the first-year student on the opposite side hit the ball high again.

"Again?"

"No way? Did he do it on purpose?"

"Have you calculated that this ball will not go out of bounds?"

There were more exclamations from outside the stadium.

Maori's forward momentum stopped immediately, and at the same time, he turned back and rushed to the baseline.

"It was intentional! Very good ball control skills, but..."

Maori raised his lips, and the moment he sprinted to the end line, he stopped his forward movement with a sliding step. Then, with a wonderful rotation of his wrist, he adjusted his position to receive the ball!

boom!

With a fierce hit, the ball flew out at an extremely fast speed.

Fuji was a little surprised.

But this was not the time to be surprised. He hit a high-speed short volley in front of the net, wanting to seize the opportunity to score, but at this moment, Mao Li had already adjusted his body and rushed to the half-court position.

boom!

Fuji failed to intercept a fast ball and Maori scored again.

'Game! Mori Jusaburo! The score is 30:0!'

"That was a close call. Your ball control is really great. I almost couldn't catch it."

Maori looked frightened, but his eyes were fixed on Fuji with a lively look.

Bu Er smiled and replied:

"That's right, Senior. This kind of adjustment speed far exceeds that of ordinary people. You won't see it in ordinary people."

"Tsk tsk, I am a senior after all. If I can't handle this, how can I still stand here?"

Maori chuckled, finally finding a little sense of superiority as a senior.

Compared to Mori's calmness, Fuji Shusuke was much more solemn.

This Maori senior is obviously not an ordinary person, and he just saw the abnormal rotation of his wrist. It is not something that ordinary people can do. Only a genius can do it.

It seems that this game is much more difficult than he had expected.

He looked up at the sky, and then couldn't help but sigh.

"Unfortunately.....he hasn't come yet."

"What are you mumbling about? The next ball is coming!"

boom!

With the crisp sound of hitting the ball, the ball in Maori's hand flew out again.

This time, he also used the tactic of going online!

Looking at Mao Li rushing towards him aggressively, Fuji had to deal with it seriously.

He swung the racket backhand, and the ball flew high again and drifted towards the backcourt.

"This trick is no longer useful to me!"

This time, Maori made a skillful return run and actually landed at the baseline position first.

Then, he jumped high at the baseline and slammed the ball into the air!

The ball made a 45° angle and flew straight to the opposite side!

"This... is actually a baseline smash!"

On Qingxue's side, Oishi exclaimed when he saw this.

"Ah? What is a baseline smash?"

Kikumaru asked curiously after coming across this new term.

"The so-called baseline smash is a magical skill to reverse a lob, but because the baseline is too far away, it requires a high speed from the player, so it is generally difficult to use."

Qian pushed up his glasses and explained.

"Yes, I understand why Fuji wants to use the lob. Only a precise lob can suppress someone who is good at serve and volley and has a very fast reaction speed. But I didn't expect that the opponent even learned this trick. Now, Fuji is in danger!"

Daishi looked worried.

The strength of the senior Maori on the opposite side is unexpectedly strong, and this game may be in jeopardy again!

But at this moment, Tezuka, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said:

"Don't worry, Fuji's strength is more than that."

......

As he was speaking, Fuji on the field was hit by the ball and retreated hastily, which resulted in the force of his return ball not being enough.

Maori naturally would not miss this opportunity. He jumped into the air and slammed the ball into the tennis ball.

"Take my shot!"

boom!

The ball fell down in an instant with a fierce momentum.

And at this time.

Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes which had been closed all the time, and the racket in his hand swept out with lightning speed!

"In the first round...the brown bear is caught!"