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The two of them fought back and forth for six rounds, and Kawamura Takashi was forced to use the wave ball continuously, as if he was desperate for his life.

But what Yan Chong used here was just a combination of ordinary whipping, topspin, and cutting.

Finally, Yan Chong made a mistake and Takashi Kawamura took advantage of the opportunity. He hit a wave ball and landed out of his reach.

Takashi Kawamura scores!

The total score is one to zero!

The students watching around him breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Well done! Kawamura-senpai!" Many people even cheered for him, "He is indeed a regular player!"

Yan Chong didn't care about this.

He adjusted his breathing slightly, picked up two tennis balls, and put one of them in his pocket.

"Now it's my turn to serve, Kawamura-senpai." Yan Chong said, "I just learned to serve today!"

After saying that, Yan Chong bent his body, threw the ball gently, then bounced up like a spring, and slammed the ball out of the air.

"Well done!" Kawamura Takashi saw Yan Chong's ball path, then leaned over, holding the racket with both hands, and another fluctuating ball!

But this time, the wave ball didn't come out.

The power of Yan Chong's flat serve is more than three times that of a normal return, and the speed is astonishing.

Although Takashi Kawamura had determined the path and landing point of the ball, he had just used the wave ball too much, and now he could no longer use his wrists normally.

With just a "pop" sound, the racket in his hand flew out.

There was a sudden gasp of air on the field.

Could it be that Senior Takashi Kawamura, who is known for his strength, actually lost in terms of strength?

"Alon, stop fighting!" Fujisuke quickly stood up and supported Takashi Kawamura.

Without the tennis racket in his hand, Takashi Kawamura returned to his shy big brother appearance.

"I seem to have no strength in my hands." He smiled bitterly, "Our new student is really awesome!"

"We abstain." Fuji Zhouzhu looked at Yan Chong and said.

"Don't talk about abstaining. This is not a game in the first place." Yan Chong returned the smile and said, "This is my senior teaching me how to play. I lost miserably in that game just now!"

When Yan Chong said this, Kawamura Takashi was able to step down.

But everyone can see that Yan Chong now has the absolute upper hand, and whether Takashi Kawamura can still pick up the racket is a question.

Yan Chong didn't just say he was happy, he even came over and helped Kawamura Takashi receive treatment.

His medical skills have improved, and it is easy to perform this kind of treatment without trauma.

He confirmed the injury of Takashi Kawamura, went outside to get a bucket of cold water, and asked him to soak his arms in it.

"My family runs a medical clinic." Yan Chong said nonsensically, "I'll get you some medicated oil, apply it on your arm when you get back, and you'll recover in a few days."

After saying that, Yan Chong took out a small bottle, which contained the "Dragon Dew" he had previously reserved.

After discovering the miraculous effects of this thing, Yan Chong hoarded some.

He can't spit water out of his mouth every time, right?

Whether the effect is good or not is another matter. If others see it, they will feel unclean!

Seeing Yan Chong's kindness, Fuji Zhousuke immediately let go of his grudge against Yan Chong because of Kawamura Takashi.

"Thank you." Kawamura Takashi said.

"I want to thank you very much," Yan Chong said, "for letting me see such a powerful wave ball. Maybe I will rely on this move to conquer the world in the future!"

"Easy to say, easy to say." Kawamura Takashi said, "Actually, there are still some small problems with your wave ball..."

So he explained to Yan Chong what he had learned over such a long period of time.

The main problem is not the batting technique, but the fear that Yan Chong's use of the wave ball with one arm will put too much burden on the body, so Kawamura Takashi strongly suggested that Yan Chong switch to the safer two-handed wave ball.

"I'm fine with this," Yan Chong replied, because he really didn't feel any pain. "I've been given medicated bath oil since I was a child. Although I can't say I'm invulnerable, my arm doesn't feel much after being hit so many times."

Since Yan Chong was determined to use the one-handed wave ball, which was more powerful but also heavier, Kawamura Takashi had nothing to say and could only teach him everything he knew.

As for what Yan Chong can achieve, it is already a level that he, a third-year senior, cannot reach.

After a while, he took his hand out of the cold water.

Even after ice application, his hands were still shaking. Inui Sadaharu was right, he could only withstand the pressure of seventeen rounds of wave balls at most, but that only refers to the situation when he spontaneously uses wave balls.

In fact, if he wanted to catch Yan Chong's counterattack, he would need to expend a lot of arm strength, so he could not reach the number of seventeen at all.

He hit about nine swings before he couldn't stand it anymore.

In his heart, he had a vague premonition that he might never be able to play tennis again.

But after he applied some of the medicine given to him by Yan Chong on his arms, he was surprised to find that his arms stabilized quickly and no longer hurt at all.

"What did you do?" Kawamura Takashi couldn't believe it, "Or is your medicine really effective?"

"If the potion doesn't work, why should I recommend it to you?" Yan Chong said with a smile, "This medicine is very precious, so use it sparingly."

Kawamura Takashi now knew that it was Yan Chong's fault.

His attitude towards Yan Chong changed drastically, and he almost regarded Yan Chong as his own brother.

"Is your potion really so useful?" Shuichiro Oishi suddenly said, "Why don't you give some to President Tezuka..."

Although Tezuka Kunimitsu is the top player in the country, his left arm has been injured and cannot bear too much pressure. Judging from the situation, it should be similar to that of Kawamura Takashi just now.

If you hit too much, your arms may not be able to bear the pressure.

It's just that as the president, he has been unwilling to announce it to the outside world and expose his weakness.

Shuichiro Oishi also couldn't bear to see Tezuka Kunimitsu in such an injured state.

If Tezuka Kunimitsu's injury can be cured, it will be a great benefit for the entire Seigaku Tennis Club.

"Of course." Yan Chong had no need to hide anything, so he took out a bottle of potion and handed it to Shuichiro Oishi.

"Boring! There's nothing wrong with my hands!" Tezuka Kunimitsu said, "Aren't you all idle and don't need to train? All of you run laps for me!"

Then he turned around and left the training ground.

Seeing Tezuka Kunimitsu's suddenly serious face, everyone didn't know what happened and didn't dare to ask. They could only go running one by one.