sbdcsierra Chapter 111 Word Beat, Sweet Spot Technique, Black Jack Knife
Chapter 111 Word Beat, Sweet Spot Technique, Black Jack Knife
The next moment.
Mifunerudo just shouted loudly.
No matter what you say or how angry you are, the game must go on.
Otherwise, how could we see the situation in Beichuan?
"Mifune-senpai is really anxious~"
With a grin, Kitagawa looked at Mifune Nyudo and spoke softly.
"You bastard, if you dislike me for this, then take a bottle of that drink and shut me up."
"If not, then let's get started."
Smacking his lips, Mifune Nyudo replied with a sneer.
"It's not that I won't give it to you, I'm just afraid you can't afford it."
Beichuan shook his head.
"Humph!"
"After all, I am the head coach of the Neon U-17 training camp."
"Do you think I can't afford to drink?"
Mifunerudo raised his eyebrows and instantly guessed that there was also Chishui in Beichuan.
Although he was itching to do so, his expression remained calm.
"Ghost Senior."
"Wait a mininute."
While talking.
Beichuan snapped his fingers.
next moment.
Among the surrounding trees, a fully armed figure walked out quickly carrying an insulated box.
The first thing he did was to place it in front of Mifunerudo.
"It's iced~!"
"It's really good."
"I'll pay for your drinks later."
Looking at the ten bottles of chilling red water, Mifune Nyudo licked his lips and said a few words in a very generous manner.
Then he couldn't wait to take out a bottle and drink it.
Although Chishui tastes extremely bad.
But the intoxicating feeling and unique aftertaste that it brought to Mifunerudo far exceeded those of other wines.
"hehe......"
"Ghost Senior, serve the ball."
A sly smile flashed in his eyes.
Then Kitagawa chuckled and said to Onijushirou opposite him.
"Ah."
Nothing more was said.
Kijujiro, who was standing at the serving position, started hitting the tennis ball.
boom!
boom!
boom!
It emerged with bursts of crisp sounds.
The atmosphere on the court gradually became colder.
It was like a terrifying pressure spreading from hell.
At this moment, everyone in the audience could clearly see the racket in the opponent's hand.
Off the field.
"What a strong sense of oppression."
"But, what's with that racket? A racket with only two strings..."
"Can you really play tennis like this?"
Marui Bunta swallowed involuntarily.
At the same time, a sense of doubt came to my mind.
"Seniors."
"A cross racket is a special tennis racket for practicing sweet spot techniques."
"You should know that the three sweet spots of a tennis racket include the impact center, the first harmonic wave node, and the maximum elastic recovery point."
"At the same time, different collision effects can be achieved by significantly changing the effective mass of the tennis racket and the tennis ball when they come into contact, depending on the type and weight of the tennis racket's strings."
"Of course, this will also be one of the training programs we will carry out later."
next moment.
Kitagawa, assuming a receiving stance, began to explain slowly and loudly.
"Oh?"
"You bastard boy, you know a lot."
"If I'm not mistaken, the reason we haven't practiced this yet is because we want to lay a solid foundation for them first, right?"
After drinking a bottle of red water, Sanfen Nyudo said this while feeling a little tipsy.
"If you take too big a step, you'll easily pull your crotch."
While explaining, we chatted at the same time.
But Kitagawa's attention was always on Onigi Jujiro.
The opponent hasn't served yet.
I also want to give everyone an opportunity to learn.
"Sweet spot technique...?"
For an instant.
Everyone at Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School murmured to themselves.
Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation for the subsequent training.
And just then.
"Be careful!"
Onijūjiro reminded in a deep voice.
At the same time, he threw the tennis ball into the air.
Just as it slowly rose into the air.
Move your left foot sideways, lower your center of gravity, naturally extend your left hand forward, and accumulate power behind the racket in your right hand.
Until the tennis ball reaches the optimal position.
boom!
Onijushirou had already swung his racket.
The powerful force was instantly transformed into the kinetic energy of the tennis ball.
call out!
Amidst the high-speed rotation and shooting, there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.
The air was directly penetrated at this moment.
The dust was blown to both sides by the shock wave.
Boom! ! !
Until the moment it passed through the net and hit the ground heavily.
The power of this ball gradually became apparent.
Tread!
Chi Chi!
boom!
His eyes flashed and he arrived in an instant.
Beichuan held the racket and swung it fiercely.
At the moment when the racket face contacts the tennis ball.
【National level...huh?】
[This is truly an act that only a senior who cares about his juniors can do~]
Just a moment.
The ball was successfully counterattacked.
The tennis ball turned into a parabola and flew towards the opposite net in a short ball manner.
It looks light, but its speed is not slow at all.
"Give it your all!"
Onijushirou immediately rushed to the net.
Until it appears at the position where tennis must pass.
Take a leap.
The racket in my hand seemed to be enveloped by a strong scent in an instant.
"Black Jack Knife!"
tread!
He paused for a moment, then held the racket with both hands, twisted his body, and hit the tennis ball with great force.
In an instant.
The tennis ball seemed to be shrouded in a black and red aura.
It formed a smooth arc and charged towards Beichuan on the opposite side.
Like the sharp blade of a battle axe, it will cut off everything in front of it.
"Ghost Senior."
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate."
Looking at the tennis ball that was coming at him with all its might, Kitagawa said with a chuckle.
He was seen bending over with his racket resting on the ground.
Ding!
Beichuan twisted his body explosively and swung the racket in his hand with unprecedented terrifying power.
Sizzle...
There was a loud friction sound, and a lot of sparks flashed from the contact point between the racket and the ground.
The whole process is like a one-handed golf shot.
"Ember Flame!"
boom!
Followed by a loud crashing sound.
call out!
The tennis ball seemed to instantly repel the gravity of the world and soar into the sky.
Under the dazzling sunlight, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, it seemed as if countless sparks were raining from the sky.
despair!
With a gentle sound, a tennis ball wrapped in flames fell on the court on Kijujiro's side, lying motionless.
Less than a centimeter away from the net.
"..."
Although Onijūjiro is right in front of the net right now, the follow-through time required for the previous ball is longer than that of a regular swing.
In addition, before the tennis ball falls to a certain height, it is difficult to judge whether a ball that is almost touching the net has passed the net.
And when you are able to make a judgment, that is the time to fight back.
However, Onijūjiro's racket is a cross racket.
There is a certain distance between the intersection point and the racket frame, and it is much greater than one centimeter.
If you connect it hard, there is a high probability that it will touch the network.
in short.
With this one goal, Onijushirou was completely exploited.
"Valid ball!"
"0-15!"
"The bastard scored."
After taking a quick glance, Mifune Nyudo announced the result directly.
Then he opened another bottle of red water and started drinking.