naaapseattle #157 - Beyond professional serve
#157 - Beyond professional serve
On the court, facing a powerful strike, Yukimura's heart remained undisturbed.
An aura of terror instantly erupted, and Yukimura's momentum surged once more!
Even the flow of air seemed to slow down.
In an instant, Yukimura arrived before the tennis ball, his racket raised, and struck the ball with full force.
The sound of the ball being struck resounded, and a muffled roar echoed across the court.
In Echizen Ryoga's eyes, Yukimura appeared at the striking point as if teleporting, returning the ball with extreme speed, even generating an afterimage!
"It's not over yet!!"
Echizen Ryoga shouted loudly, his figure disappearing from his original position.
However, Echizen Ryoga was still a step too late!
After rapidly flying past, the tennis ball brushed against the front end of Echizen Ryoga's racket, leaving an irreparable deep pit in the ground.
The sound of a thud echoed, and dust continued to billow outside the court. Irie Kanata narrowed his eyes slightly: "Truly terrifying!"
Mitsuya Akuto pushed up his glasses: "This is what a world-class match is like."
"I really wonder what heights these two will reach in the future."
Oni Jujiro watched Yukimura and Echizen Ryoga on the court and said in a deep voice.
"I'm definitely no match for them anyway."
Irie Kanata shrugged and said.
"Irie, are you actually saying something like that?"
The other members of the First String couldn't help but be stunned after hearing Irie Kanata's words.
Inside the court.
Echizen Ryoga stood still for a long time.
After a while.
Echizen Ryoga placed his racket on his shoulder and said helplessly: "I'm not playing anymore! I'm not playing anymore! Yukimura, you're too strong!"
Yukimura glanced at Echizen Ryoga, the purple in his eyes gradually returning to normal.
He chuckled lightly, "You lost."
The score was thus recorded as 1-1, with Yukimura leading by 40 points, bringing the match to a close.
The First String members, seeing the end of the two's match, didn't go forward but quietly left.
Afterward, Echizen Ryoga said: "The match against the U-17 American team is in a few days, right?"
"Yes!"
Yukimura nodded in response.
Echizen Ryoga said with a look of regret: "Is that so? What a pity, I won't be able to play against you for the time being!"
Yukimura smiled slightly.
After returning to the hotel.
Yukimura didn't rest immediately but went to the court behind the hotel to cool down after the match.
At this time, the First String members also came here together.
Seeing their arrival, Yukimura roughly knew that they must have seen the match just now, but they just didn't say it out loud.
Half an hour later, the First String members left this place.
A few days later.
The First String's expedition match against the American U-17 team began!
Mitsuya Akuto's eyes flickered as he said: "Then, according to the calculations, Doubles 2 will be Ochi and Tono,
Doubles 1 will be Duke and Irie, Singles 3 will be Oni, Singles 2 will be Byodoin, and Singles 1 will be Yukimura."
Actually, from the beginning, Mitsuya Akuto didn't intend to let Yukimura play.
However, Byodoin Hōō said he wanted to completely crush the American U-17 team, and the lineup was also suggested by Yukimura from the side.
In this way, the probability of incapacitating five people initially instantly increased to seven.
Ochi Tsukimitsu's Mental Assassination, at full power, would definitely be able to cause the American U-17 players to mentally collapse, coupled with Tono Atsukyo's Thirteen Executions.
The American U-17 doubles team will definitely have a miserable end.
The Doubles 1 team of Duke and Irie goes without saying.
"Everything is focused on incapacitating the opponent."
Byodoin Hōō said in a deep voice: "After winning today's match, everyone should understand the world rankings, right?"
"Yes."
All the First String members nodded, their expressions hardening.
This expedition match.
They must win.
Moreover, they must incapacitate all the members of the American team!
On the other side.
The American U-17 team was also discussing.
For the first doubles match, they sent out the Allen twins, Aaron and Allen.
Among the entire American U-17, this pair of twins is the strongest in doubles.
Similarly.
In U-17 training camps around the world, twin brothers all have a place.
Because twin brothers can exert better advantages in doubles!
Even the power of coordinated movements will greatly increase!
"The strongest doubles team in the American U-17?"
Yukimura slightly pursed his lips, drawing a graceful arc.
Oni Jujiro's eyes flashed as he said in a deep voice: "That's the best!"
"Hehe!"
Tono Atsukyo smiled coldly, his eyes filled with coldness.
Ochi Tsukimitsu flipped his hair back and said lightly: "Today is the full moon. Let's go."
Saying that, the two walked into the court.
"Ochi Tsukimitsu, as expected, he's the starter!"
Heiman in the American team's eyes flashed as he looked at Ochi entering the court.
Heller said with a disdainful expression: "I heard that his Mach serve is above professional players. I'd like to see it."
"Don't be careless!"
Heiman said: "In the last U-17 World Cup, his serve broke many records in a row."
"Then let me see the serve that surpasses professional players!"
Heller was already excited.
Heiman knew that he had already entered the zone, but he didn't say anything more.
The two of them wouldn't lose!
On the court.
"Now commencing the expedition match between the American U-17 and the Japanese U-17, a total of five matches. One match is worth 1 point, and the winning team receives an additional 3 points! The match begins!"
"One game, Japan to serve!"
The referee of the International Tennis Federation announced in a loud voice.
For the fairness of the match, the referees for the expedition match are all appointed by the International Tennis Federation.
Of course, no other country's U-17 teams want to challenge the authority of the International Tennis Federation.
At the baseline.
Ochi Tsukimitsu held the tennis ball in his hand.
Tono Atsukyo stood in front of the net.
Opposite them, Heiman was at the baseline, and Heller was in front of the net.
"This is your last abnormal match! Enjoy it!"
While Tono Atsukyo was speaking, the cold aura on his body became stronger and stronger.
"Just a small fry at the bottom of the rankings, who gave you the courage to stand in front of our world's fifth-ranked team?"
Disdain filled Heller's blue pupils.
Hmm!
At this moment, Ochi Tsukimitsu had already tossed the tennis ball in his hand high: "Accept the baptism from hell!"
Bang! Reinhardt looked expressionlessly at the American U-17 team and thought to himself: "From today onwards, U-17 will be stronger than ever before!"
He didn't have the slightest pity for the American U-17 team that was about to be destroyed.
He knew!
If it wasn't done this way, then the entire American U-17 team would only get worse and worse.
If the revolution wasn't completed before the U-17 World Cup.
Then in the next U-17 World Cup, the American U-17 team would definitely be squeezed out to beyond twentieth place.
On the court.
A subtle sound of air being torn apart instantly spread throughout the entire space!
Immediately, Ochi Tsukimitsu's movements stopped.
Heiman and Heller, the two brothers, looked at the tennis ball lying at the baseline, their eyes constricting from the impact.
"How is this possible?!"
The two's expressions changed.
The entire American U-17 team naturally saw this ball as well, and their eyes widened instantly.