HCB Chapter 11: Perfect outspin serve. If you don’t want to be a slave, then wake up!
Chapter 11: Perfect outspin serve. If you don’t want to be a slave, then wake up!
next moment.
"How...did you do that?"
Echizen Ryoma was a little bit unbelievable for a moment, frowned and said in a deep voice.
It is obvious that he gave the tennis ball extremely strong spin.
But in the end, the tennis ball froze in place after it landed on the ground.
It was as if all the rotation and all the kinetic energy disappeared in an instant.
Hear the words.
Beichuan showed a harmless and sunny smile.
"This."
"It's simple, just a high lob with a lot of spin."
"Can't you see that?"
Ryoma Echizen froze for a moment.
"..."
How could he not know that this was a high spinning ball?
However, this high-hanging extreme topspin ball is not an ordinary high-hanging topspin ball.
It’s really difficult to achieve this!
Not only do you have to accurately judge the direction and magnitude of the tennis ball's rotation in a split second.
Then you also need to give it a rotation that can offset both the existing rotation and the total downward kinetic energy before landing.
This is simply a perverted way of handling things!
"call......"
Echizen Ryoma let out a long breath and tried to calm himself down.
Return to the serving area and prepare to serve again.
There is no ball in this world that cannot be returned.
Some are just people who can't fight back successfully.
If he couldn't return the ball to the opponent.
Then it means that your level is too low.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The game continues.
But there is no doubt that facing Kitagawa's Jinyan, Echizen Ryoma had no way to fight back successfully.
In the end, he completely lost his serve.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Faced with Kitagawa's impeccable offense and defense, Echizen Ryoma became increasingly exhausted.
With heavy breathing, he looked at Beichuan across from him with a complicated look.
Such a strong man of the same age is not only a formidable rival, but also the one I aspire to be!
"Oh! I almost forgot to thank you."
As Kitagawa walked to the serving area, he suddenly remembered something, turned around, and spoke seriously to Ryoma Echizen.
"no need thank me?"
While adjusting his breathing, Echizen Ryoma was thinking about how to face the powerful enemy in front of him.
“Ball skills!”
"Thank you for letting me complete this somewhat acceptable skill."
"There's even a preliminary idea for a skill."
Beichuan tapped the tennis ball in his hand a few times and replied sincerely.
pat!
After he caught the tennis ball again, he continued.
"Well, even though Samurai Echizen Nanjiro-senpai personally taught you the authentic outspin serve, it's still far from perfect."
"As a return gift."
"Let me show you a real, authentic outspin serve."
The words fell.
The tennis ball in his hand was also thrown into the air.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and everyone's attention was attracted by the slowly rising tennis ball.
Each of his movements seemed so calm and unhurried, yet full of power ready to be unleashed.
Followed by.
His body began a dazzling transformation.
Starting from a stable standing position, Beichuan started quickly, with his body facing the net sideways, his legs slightly bent, accumulating energy for an explosion.
As the ball reached the ideal throwing height, Kitagawa's right arm swung upward quickly and powerfully like a released spring, and the racket head drew a graceful arc, pointing directly at the tennis ball that was about to fall.
At the moment of hitting the ball.
Kitagawa's body coordination is perfect.
From the lower limbs to the torso and then to the arms, every inch of muscle plays a role at just the right time, continuously transferring energy to the racket head.
The moment the racket face contacts the ball, it is precisely adjusted to a subtle angle, causing the contact between the racket string and the ball surface to produce a strong lateral friction.
His wrist showed amazing flexibility at this moment, turning quickly to further enhance the side spin effect of the ball.
As the racket head collides with the ball.
A crisp "click" sounded in the air.
The ball drew an incredible arc in the air and flew towards the opposite court with a strong side spin.
call out!
The strange trajectory gradually disappeared, and the tennis ball appeared in the completely opposite position.
ACE!
15-0!
"Is this... an outspin serve???"
"This arc is simply perfect!"
"Who exactly is this Asian kid? Why was he unknown before?"
"..."
After a moment of dead silence.
There was an uproar from the audience.
Incredible high-spinning lobs, incredibly perfect outspin serves, ridiculously high-speed flat drives, and always able to make accurate judgments at the first moment...
Every bit of it is impossible to relate to a 12-year-old boy.
As for Echizen Ryoma.
At this moment, he stood there in a daze, his heart in turmoil.
Outspin serve has always been his specialty.
Even adults rarely can type it.
But Beichuan on the opposite side was able to display it so perfectly.
His original unyielding spirit was actually shaken at this moment.
"Monster...?"
Since childhood, Echizen Ryoma has been considered a rare genius, the next "samurai".
But now, compared with Beichuan, those praises instantly turned into a silent ridicule.
"Hey!"
"Echizen, you don't want to surrender, do you?"
All of a sudden.
Kitagawa's eyes fell on Echizen Ryoma.
"Admit defeat?"
"How could I possibly lose?!"
It was like a sharp needle pricking my self-esteem.
The original wavering unyielding spirit instantly turned into a passion.
At this moment.
He now has another goal in his life.
That’s Beichuan!
Silently returning to the receiving area, Echizen Ryoma seemed to have transformed into a bloody warrior ready to fight against thousands of enemies alone.
"Are you going to wake up?"
A smile appeared on Beichuan's lips.
He saw in Ryoma Echizen the rekindled fighting spirit and an unparalleled desire to become stronger.
On the road to becoming strong, we need not only the weak but also opponents.
Only in this way can we sing and move forward.
boom!
30-0!
boom!
3-0!
boom!
4-0!
......
Although Ryoma Echizen had undergone a qualitative change in his heart, he also burst out with greater strength, speed and reaction.
But he could never get a point from Kitagawa.
His chest rose and fell rapidly, like a fish struggling desperately due to lack of oxygen.
However, the chaotic breathing rhythm will not only fail to provide any help, but will increase physical energy consumption.
"The little one lost."
In the crowd outside the stadium, Echizen Ryuya pulled the hood of his sweatshirt and spoke softly with an expressionless face.
"Whether it's skills, physical fitness, reaction ability, or learning ability, the little guy lost to the other party."
"There's no room for maneuver in this match..."
Just as Ryuya Echizen thought.
After half an hour.
As the tennis ball landed with a thud.
“The game is over!”
"6-0!"
"Kitagawa wins!"
The referee on the podium announced the result loudly.