However, instead of bouncing up normally as is the case, it stayed close to the ground and slid out in an irregular manner.

hiss hiss hiss...

As the tennis ball flew and left its trail, the scene suddenly fell into extreme silence.

"Gudu."

Someone couldn't help but swallow.

But most people stared at the smiling brown-haired boy on the right side of the field as if they had seen a ghost.

"What...what was that ball just now?"

Muromachi's voice trembled noticeably as he spoke.

Not only him, but even Yuta, who thought he knew Fuji perfectly well, looked at his brother with a look of shock.

too exaggerated!

That ball just now completely defied the laws of physics!

"My own brother is actually this strong?"

Yuta clenched his fists tightly.

He had initially thought that through hard training, he had caught up to some extent. But now it seemed that what Fuji had shown before was probably just the tip of the iceberg.

"Not bad ball skills."

At that moment, Shibukawa spoke up. Everyone turned to look, and he smiled as he said, "Fuji-kun, does your ball skill have a name?"

"Swallows return to their nests."

Fuji spoke calmly.

But deep down he was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that the other party's first reaction after witnessing his special move wouldn't be shock, but rather asking for the name of the move.

"Good name."

Shibukawa smiled and said, "Such skills are not easy to counter. But Fuji, your strength is probably more than that, isn't it?"

Ok?

Everyone was taken aback by what they heard.

He was surprised by Shibukawa's nonchalant reaction, and also somewhat astonished that Fuji was still hiding his true strength.

"Perhaps."

Fuji shook his head noncommittally, then said, "Compared to that, I would prefer that you, Shibukawa-kun, take this match more seriously."

He wasn't an idiot; the other party's reaction was far too composed. Moreover, although the people around him were briefly shocked after witnessing Yan Hui Shan's attack, they weren't generally too panicked.

Either these guys who are hyping things up don't know what's good for them.

Or perhaps, Minister Yamabuki in front of us hasn't shown his full strength either.

"Okay, then I'll be a little more serious."

Shibukawa smiled and quickly hit the tennis ball again.

Tap tap!

Fuji reacted quickly, using the same technique as before to hit a backspin shot. Shibukawa, on the other hand, was very direct this time, hitting a very strong topspin shot.

"Ok?"

Upon seeing this, Fuji was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"He deliberately used a topspin attack just to make me use the Swallow Return Flash? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

Fuji has a mild personality, but he's not without a temper. Especially on the tennis court, he won't ignore any provocation from his opponents.

Bang!

Immediately.

Another [Swallow Return Flash] was unleashed.

hiss hiss hiss...

As the tennis ball slid along the ground, the Yamabuki players' expressions changed. In their view, once this kind of shot was hit, there was simply no way to break it.

The best way to return this ball is to seal it, that is, to prevent the opponent from using this move as much as possible.

however.

This time, Shechuan chose a direct confrontation.

Whoa!

However, strong players like Sengoku and Uesugi had their eyes fixed on Shibukawa. Then, they saw him lean down, his racket almost touching the ground, and swing it at the tennis ball like a golf club.

Bang!

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

To everyone's astonishment, Shibukawa actually hit the tennis ball. However, the ball wasn't high enough and crashed directly into the net.

"0-15!"

Upon seeing the ball hit the net, the referee immediately spoke up.

"pity!"

"It would be better if the height of the return shot could be increased a little."

"Given Minister Shibukawa's abilities, raising the ball's height shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

"It's not that simple."

Just as everyone was discussing this, Mizuki spoke up, "Shibukawa's racket is already low enough, yet he still can't hit the tennis ball over the net. Unless half of his racket is stuck in the ground, it's simply impossible."

"Yes."

Uesugi shook his head and said.

The quality of a return shot depends not only on the speed and power of the player's swing, but also, and perhaps more importantly, on the position of the racket at the point of impact. The area closest to the center is known as the "sweet spot," and only by controlling the shot within this area can a high-quality return be achieved.

However, Fuji's return shot is too low to be included in the sweet spot.

Snapped!

really.

The second ball from Shechuan also went into the net.

"0-30!"

"It seems that without a skill level of 5 or higher, it's very difficult to hit the Swallow Return Flash back with a regular racket."

Recalling the moment he hit the ball, the feedback from the racket upon contact, Shibukawa nodded to himself. Once the Swallow Returns to Land, returning it wouldn't be so easy.

Of course, this is not an unsolvable skill.

After all, even Tezuka's seemingly unbeatable "Zero-Shiki Serve" was countered head-on by Yukimura in the actual match in the original story.

However, to handle this type of ball skill, a high level of technical ability is required. Alternatively, the player may possess special talent.

However, Shibukawa lacked the nose of the 'tree' in the hexagonal structure of the original work, which could expel a sufficiently strong airflow. Furthermore, the silver-black racket in his hand was specially made and its weight far exceeded that of ordinary rackets.

Snapped!

Another ball went into the net.

The Yamabuki group all sighed.

"Even Minister Shibuya (Negawa) has no solution?"

Uesugi's expression was complicated.

Fuji's move is just too cheesy.

To some extent, even if Fuji doesn't use backspin to draw the opponent's topspin, Shibukawa will have to hit the ball with some topspin if he wants to make left or right shots.

But only one chance is needed.

Once he manages to unleash [Swallow Return Flash], it's a vicious cycle!

...

hiss hiss hiss...

Again.

Fuji used Swallow Return Flash to glide away quickly.

At this moment, four distinct scratches appeared before Shibukawa, like four sharp knives piercing his limbs, rendering him unable to move.

"Shikawa-kun."

After alternating serves, Fuji, holding the tennis ball in his hand, looked up at his opponent calmly: "I think you didn't use your full strength when you won, did you?"

The meaning is clear: with Shibukawa's style of play, there's no way he can counter the Swallow Return. For Fuji, continuing the match would just be a repetitive exercise, completely uninteresting.

"really."

Shibukawa wasn't angry when he heard this. Instead, amidst the puzzled looks from those around him, he carefully placed the racket at his side. Then, he slowly removed the black wristband from his right wrist.

"Yuta."

Seeing the puzzled looks from those around him, Shibukawa smiled and tossed the wristband to Yuta, who was standing outside the arena: "Could you please hold this for me?"

"Ok."

Yuta instinctively responded and reached for the wrist guard. However, his expression changed drastically the moment he touched it.

Bang!

Seeing Yuta clutching the wristband with a look of utter disbelief, Muromachi's expression changed slightly: "That sound...could it be?!"

"Ah."

Yuta took a deep breath, suppressing his shock: "It's a weighted wrist guard."

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this...

Suddenly, a collective gasp rang out from the crowd.

"Carrying weight?"

Fuji's previously calm expression changed, and his gaze locked onto the wrist guard in Yuta's hand.

"This guy was wearing weights and fought me for this long?"

Even with his unwavering spontaneity, a turbulent wave of emotion surged within him at this moment.

"Shigawa letter?"

Fuji locked his gaze on his opponent, his eyes gradually becoming serious: "Then try and see if you can hit my ball back."

Bang!

Fuji immediately served.

When counterattacking from Sichuan, they deliberately added strong topspin.

Snapped!

next moment.

The tennis ball, accompanied by a special spin, flies over the blocking net, falls rapidly, and then slides close to the ground again.

Swish!

At the same time, Shechuan used the same trick again, swinging his racket.

Bang!

But this time.

The tennis ball, however, was like a high-speed bullet, flying over the net and bouncing precisely off the baseline.

"That's... cracked it?"

Not only were the Yamabuki members looking at each other in bewilderment.

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