This was an almost undoubted victory.

“6-2! Hyotei wins!”

When doubles number two ended, Hyotei’s side cheered.

The Qingxue school, which was originally sparsely populated, was suddenly flooded with people.

This contrast in momentum made the audience focus their attention on Bingdi.

“Hyotei has improved a lot. Their doubles match wasn’t so overwhelming last year, right?”

“This is the first team. The second team was used last year.”

“You’re using a team now? What’s the idea?”

“Isn’t that right? Just win the fight.”

“Speaking of which, it seems that Qingxue has really not made any progress. I’m really disappointed. I want to see Qingxue return to its glory days of that year!”

“Just wait, it’s only the beginning. Look, there are still a few freshmen in Hyotei’s regular selection. We will definitely not be able to beat them later.”

“That’s normal. Hyotei was elected based on his ability, not his age.”

“Immature. After all, they have no experience in the game.”

Inui Sadaharu of Seigaku, a guy wearing glasses and carrying a notebook and pen at all times, was constantly recording the data collected on the field. Hearing these remarks, he seemed to have a lot to say and turned his head to glance at Fuji Shusuke.

Fuji: “What’s wrong, A-Qian?”

Inui Sadaharu said: “Based on the data analysis, the opponent’s doubles are indeed better than the seniors, and the seniors are also affected by the momentum of their Hyotei and cannot perform at their full level. Fuji, the opponent is very united.”

The last sentence, “the opponents are very united,” is the point he wants to express.

In addition to strength, teamwork also matters.

It’s not just the tacit understanding and cooperation between the doubles partners, but also the momentum created between the cheerleaders and teammates.

The summary drawn by Qian Zhenzhi can be said to be very accurate.

How could Fuji Shusuke not see it?

What their youth school lacks most right now is this: unity.

In the next doubles match, the opponent is still a member of Team One.

Because in previous years’ competitions, it was basically the second team that played before Kanto, so Seigaku actually knew nothing about the true strength of Hyotei’s first team.

Therefore, without any intelligence and lacking momentum and unity, this doubles match was still very difficult for them.

“Double match number 1 is over, Hyotei wins! 6-4!”

The scoreboard became 2:0, and Qingxue was almost being suppressed.

If they lose the next game, the final of the tournament will end quickly.

This pressure was put on Qingxue, and the scene on their side became very depressing.

Now they are gathered together to discuss tactics.

On Hyotei’s side, there was cheering and a relaxed atmosphere, creating a completely different vibe.

But Nanchuan frowned and whispered, “Actually, this group was pretty close.”

According to his previous expectations, it shouldn’t have taken so long to win this game.

He glanced at Sato and said, “Senior, apart from Yamato Yudai, is that group the strongest force in Seigaku?”

Sato put the towel over his head and nodded: “That’s right, otherwise I wouldn’t have suggested to Atobe that we two be arranged at number one, because I am more familiar with them.”

Nanchuan said, “Oh,” So that’s how it is. Thank you for your hard work, senior. You played beautifully.” He agreed without thinking.

Sato started to brag, “When you come on the field, don’t give them a chance to score. 3-0 is the real revenge.”

Nanchuan smiled and said nothing.

His racket was at his feet and his warm-up was complete.

On the other side, Wu Ju was arranged to appear.

I have to say that Nanchuan is in a pretty good mood now.

In his opinion, Wu Jue is very suitable for him to give full play to his evolved fighting style.

And Wu Jui was in a good mood too.

When Nanchuan came on the stage, Yamato Yudai on the opposite side frowned slightly.

But in the end, no explanation was given to Wu Jui.

“Humph, kid, it seems like we are destined to have a winner. Today, I’ll let you see what real combat experience is. You’re just a kid who has just learned for a short time and you’re just relying on a little bit of hot-bloodedness.”

Wu Ju entered the scene and started to provoke Nanchuan.

Nanchuan stood at the bottom line. He said, “Oh,” and asked:

“By the way, how long did it take you to recover from the last time you got your face smashed?”

The sound was quite loud, and the audience watching the game couldn’t help but laugh:

“Hey, your face got smashed by a little devil?”

“This strength isn’t that great.”

Wu Ju’s face turned extremely ugly, and he had accumulated a lot of anger at this moment.

His provocation pales in comparison to Nanchuan’s.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming tense, the referee blew his whistle.

“Singles match No. 3 begins! Takei Kenshi serves!”

Nanchuan looked back at Atobe and said:

“Master Atobe, please watch over me for a while.”

Atobe didn’t understand why he suddenly said that.

But he perked up. Based on his understanding of Nanchuan, this kid was bound to use a move that would allow him to show off in front of him for a long time.

“Then I will look forward to what you will evolve into.”

Chapter 29 This Hand Must Be Wasted

“Boy, you dare to be distracted? Watch the game!”

When Takei saw Nanchuan’s disdainful attitude and his lack of seriousness in taking the game, he became irritated instead and his anger accumulated again.

boom!

The tennis ball cut through the air and formed an arc.

“How slow! Is this the only progress you have made?”

boom!

The moment the tennis ball bounced, Nanchuan had already reached the landing point and swung the racket backhand.

He was so fast that the arrogant Takei was even half a beat slower in reaction. When the tennis ball hit behind him and bounced out of bounds, he was still maintaining the movement he had just made and had no chance to act.

“0-15!” The cold score was reported.

Everyone couldn’t help but sigh: “This grade is pretty good! They hit the ball so fast!”

“Damn it, I was just testing you!”

Wu Jui took out another tennis ball, but he was still very stubborn.

Nanchuan: “Probing? Please don’t try, otherwise this game will end even faster. I’m telling you in advance, my goal is to make sure you don’t get even a single point!”

“Boy! Don’t be so arrogant! It’s too early to say that! I’ll make you cry!”

砰

Takei used all his strength to serve.

But the more advanced the level, the more they can see that this guy only has some strength and the will brought by anger, but he really has no skills.

“0-30!”

“0-40!”

“0-1, switch venues!”

Wu Ju Ren was stunned: “Why is this kid’s progress so terrifying?”

His serve was broken by a little devil, but that was not enough. In the next serve game of Nanchuan, he hit four aces and he also got a duck egg in this game.

At this moment, not to mention Takei, even Ryuzaki Sumire’s face looked extremely bad.

It was as if my stubbornness just now, not wanting to listen to those words, had now slapped me in the face.

As a coach for many years, how could she not see that Nanchuan’s tennis was steadier and faster than that of the third-year player Takei, and his ball control was stronger!

“Is this really the level of a freshman who has just started playing tennis? This is close to genius!”

And then, Nanchuan’s performance made her directly remove the word “close”.

He continued to use his own replicated and evolved special moves.

“What a quick half volley! Beautiful!”

“The opponent can only hit a lob!”

“It’s the waltz towards destruction! It’s appeared!”

Nanchuan: “No! This is a jig towards wailing!”

“W-what? This kid evolved?!”

“What a strong jumping ability!”

boom!

There was a clang.

The sounds that rang out almost simultaneously brought silence to the scene.

Takei’s racket was hit hard and flew away, and his right wrist began to tremble and become numb.

“what?!”

He didn’t seem to expect that he would be hit by the racket and the shock on his face was in close-up.

“It’s not over yet! Second smash!”

Nanchuan swung the racket hard in mid-air, and the tennis ball was caught directly at Takei’s feet. The moment it bounced, it almost hit his face.

This is a naked provocation and mockery!

“Damn it! He succeeded!”

Takei’s anger accumulated a lot, but the feeling of failure after his first-year opponent knocked his racket away and he could do nothing but watch the opponent hit the tennis ball at his feet again made him unable to even get angry.

The pain in his wrist was so numb that he could not feel anything at all and could not even pick up the racket.

This is the power of the Gigue towards Wailing. Compared with the Waltz, the bat is hit with absolute force!

Everyone who witnessed this goal was amazed and said, “This move is quite interesting!”

“He hits the opponent’s racket hard, and the tennis ball bounces back. He then performs a second smash. It’s perfect. Isn’t it like the opponent can only watch him score but be unable to do anything?”

“The opponent must feel that the other party is humiliating him!”

“The force that hit the racket was so strong! The guy’s wrist must be numb.”

Atobe, who was sitting in the instructor’s position, watched this move carefully and snapped his fingers:

“I understand. This is your evolution, huh.”

His face was actually a little gloomy.

Not only did Nanchuan learn his Waltz Towards Destruction on the spot, but he also completed the evolution so quickly, which was a huge blow to him.

After all, practicing and completing the waltz toward destruction had taken him a lot of time and energy.