boyutpedia Chapter 870: No 2, Yamato comes on stage!
Chapter 870: No 2, Yamato comes on stage!
Chapter 870: Fuji and Yamato come on stage!
In addition, this is also a clear requirement of the organizer, so it is basically certain that Lin Nan will appear in the singles competition.
Thinking of this, the South African coach couldn't help but raise his lips slightly, and a gleam of confidence flashed across his eyes: "In this game, our chances of winning are very high!"
The moment both teams submitted their match rosters, the battle arrangements of both teams immediately popped up on the big screen on site.
South Africa team: Shusuke Fuji (junior high school student), Yudai Yamato (senior high school student)
Germany team: Hilary Nemuro (senior year), Mervyn Beard (junior year)
The South African coach took a deep breath, his heart heavy.
He really had no idea whether the combination of Hilary and Nemuro could withstand the powerful strength of Fuji Shusuke.
Just as he was secretly worried, Hilary Genmuro seemed to have noticed his thoughts, and a confident smile appeared on her face, comforting her:
"Don't worry, South African coach. We will definitely win this game!"
"That's right. As the vice-captain of the South African team, I can't lose to a junior high school student!"
Hilary Nemuro then said, her tone firm.
The South African coach has always been very popular in the South African team and everyone takes good care of him.
However, a large part of the responsibility for what happened before did not lie with him, but with the top management of U17.
Despite this, as players, they always care about their South African coaches.
"Coach South Africa, thank you for your trouble."
Hillary Nemuro and the other team members showed a trace of guilt and loneliness on their faces.
Seeing this, the South African coach smiled and waved his hand, saying:
"I can feel my own value and role, you don't have to take it too seriously."
His smile made everyone feel a little more at ease.
Afterwards, players from both teams walked into the warm-up area together and began pre-match warm-ups.
About ten minutes later, the warm-up was over and the referee's voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker:
"Next up is the group stage, South Africa vs. Switzerland, a doubles match, players from both teams, please come on stage!"
Hearing this voice, the four people who had finished warming up immediately walked down from the field, ready to face this crucial game.
At this moment, as if a flash of lightning broke through the night sky, someone suddenly shouted at the top of his voice:
"Go South Africa!"
This shout was like a charge horn, instantly igniting the passion of the entire stadium. The originally dull atmosphere was suddenly ignited, like a volcanic eruption.
Thunderous cheers suddenly rang out in the stadium. The sound was like surging waves, one higher than the other, continuously flowing towards the South African team.
The cheers of the few South African fans were like a flood that burst its dam, pouring down and drowning the entire stadium.
Yamato Yudai's expression instantly became solemn, his brows tightly furrowed, as if he was a little surprised by this sudden support.
Fuji Shusuke, who was standing next to him, also frowned slightly, and was obviously a little unhappy with the noisy scene.
"It seems that the victory in the previous game has not shut them up yet!"
The corners of Bu Er's mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, but that smile revealed a kind of confidence and disdain.
“Senior Yamato, when the game starts, leave the serving task to me. I want them to shut up completely!”
Although Fuji's voice was not loud, it was full of determination and confidence.
Yamato Yudai glanced at Fuji, then smiled and nodded in agreement.
If other people heard this, they might feel a little reluctant. After all, serving is also a very important part in team competitions.
But Yamato Yudai was very clear about Fuji's strength. He knew that Fuji was fully capable of handling such a situation, and he also understood his own strength. Interfering too much would only prevent Fuji from fully displaying his true level.
Due to the language barrier between the two parties, Fuji did not communicate much with Yamato Yu.
After all, in such a noisy environment, it is difficult to hear the other person's voice even if you are talking, so it is better to save some energy and focus on the game.
"The game begins, Fuji Shusuke will serve first!"
With the referee's order, the game officially began.
Fuji Shusuke stood in the serving area, scanning the stands calmly, as if looking for something.
The tennis racket in his hand tapped lightly on the ground, making a bang bang sound, as if announcing his determination to the audience.
boom-!
boom-!
boom-!
Fuji Shusuke kept repeating this action, and each strike was filled with power and confidence.
His gaze finally fell on his opponent, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.
Swish-!
At this moment, Fuji Shusuke suddenly put the tennis ball down vertically and then swung the racket quickly.
The racket drew an arc in the air and instantly made contact with the tennis ball.
In an instant, the entire stadium seemed to be shrouded by a powerful force, and a hurricane suddenly blew up.
The audience watched this scene in amazement and couldn't help but be shocked by Fuji Shusuke's serve.
"You guys are too noisy, let this serve make you shut up completely!"
Although Fuji Shusuke's voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone.
His tone was still gentle, but the domineering aura contained in it could not be ignored.
The racket hit the tennis ball hard, making a crisp sound.
At the same time, a strong wind blade spread across the entire arena like lightning, creating a dazzling star ring.
This star ring swept across the center net at an astonishing speed. Wherever it passed, the center net shook violently, as if it would be torn apart at any time.
This is Fuji Shusuke’s super evolved disappearing serve!
Not only that, he also added compound rotation to his serve, which directly doubled the intensity of the rotation.
In this way, the speed and power of the ball are greatly improved.
The ball rushed past Hilary Genmuro and Mervyn Beard at an astonishing speed like lightning and flew out of bounds in an instant.
The dust and mist spread out in all directions, and the swept debris hit the two of them like raindrops, causing them to feel a sharp pain.
"Fuji Shusuke and Yamato Yudai scored, the score is 15:0!"
Following the referee's loud announcement, the entire stadium was instantly filled with cheers.
However, at this exciting moment, the referee suddenly blew the whistle, signaling a pause in the game.
The audience, who had been cheering like a tide in the stadium, suddenly stopped breathing as if they were cast under a spell, and the originally noisy scene instantly became silent.
Not only that, even the people in the South African preparation area were so shocked that they were speechless. They stared with wide eyes and disbelief written all over their faces.
Everyone looked at each other, wondering: What on earth just happened?
How could one serve sweep the entire court clean?
This was not just a matter of passing the ball; the raised debris even tore the clothes of his teammates!
What level of rotation is this?
The German team also showed surprise. They were obviously shocked by this sudden change.
"Oh, has Fuji-senpai's disappearing serve evolved again?"
Kirihara Akaya looked at the arena excitedly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Lin Nan raised his lips slightly, revealing a curious smile: "The compound rotation vanishing serve is so powerful, it's really quite good!"
You know, in the original work, Fuji Shusuke's strongest serving skill, which is also his only serving skill, has already undergone an evolution before.
And now, this serving technique has evolved again, and its power is simply jaw-dropping.
The wind blades brought by the intense rotation were like a violent storm, making it difficult for the opponent to fight back.
Moreover, the speed of this serve was astonishingly fast, as if it had instantly traveled through time and space, leaving people with no time to react.
"Don't be in a daze, the game isn't over yet!"
Along with this cold shout, the entire stadium seemed to be shaken by an invisible force.
Fuji Shusuke's voice exploded in people's ears like thunder, attracting everyone's attention to the court.
The tennis ball fell straight to the ground as if it were under a spell.
Fuji Shusuke, who was standing there, was motionless like a sculpture. The racket in his hand was slightly raised and slid from bottom to top in an extremely elegant posture.
Just when the tennis ball was about to come into close contact with the ground, Fuji Shusuke suddenly exerted force, and the racket smashed towards the tennis ball like lightning.
In an instant, the tennis ball rushed away at an astonishing speed like a ignited rocket.
This time, the dust and mist did not spread everywhere like before, but was tightly wrapped by the impact of the tennis ball.
However, despite this, the enhanced speed still caught both Hilary and Nemuro off guard.
They stared with wide eyes and astonishment at the rapidly approaching tennis ball, completely unable to make an effective response in such a short time.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Three consecutive crisp collisions echoed throughout the stadium, as if cheering for Fuji Shusuke's wonderful serve.
The tennis ball hit the ground hard like a cannonball, and then flew out of bounds like a wild horse.
"There's absolutely no way to fight back..."
The spectators on the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. They were completely shocked by Fuji Shusuke's incredible serve.
"Oh my god, what on earth was that serve just now? The spin was too strong, and it could actually suddenly burst out at such an amazing speed in the middle of the serve!"
someone exclaimed.
"Even the playing field has been cleaned up. This power is too terrifying!"
echoed another.
"What a strong rotation..."
Others were muttering to themselves, obviously impressed by Fuji Shusuke's serving skills.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Fuji Shusuke's serve speed is too fast. It can reach more than 200 kilometers per hour! And it has a strong spin. It's not something that ordinary people can hit!"
Faced with such a serve, the players on the court were completely unable to fight back.
The audience was also stunned, especially the South African audience, who had expressions of despair on their faces.
Originally, Fuji Shusuke's serve was fast enough, reaching a speed of 235 kilometers per hour, far exceeding the super-high-speed serve in the previous game.
This time, not only is the speed faster, but there is also a strong spin, making it difficult for the opponent to swing the racket. Its power is no less than 260 kilometers per hour!
At this moment, three consecutive collision sounds suddenly rang out on the field.
Hilary Genmuro and Mervyn Beard stood there motionless as if they were under a spell, as if they had turned into two fools.
"Fuji Shusuke and Yamato Yudai scored, the score is 40:0!"
As the referee shouted, the sounds of bang bang were heard again on the field.
"Fuji Shusuke and Yamato Yudai scored, the score is 1:0!"
The game continued, with Shusuke Fuji and Yudai Yamato leading with an absolute advantage.
Four serves, four points!
Fuji used his magical serving skills to make the audience cheer wildly, and the South African fans were shocked and speechless by this series of wonderful performances!
“Finally, there are no more annoying noises.”
"Our cheers sound better."
A gentle smile appeared on Fuji's face, as if he was already accustomed to this lively scene.
He walked gracefully back to the sidelines, sat down quietly, and prepared to take a short rest.
"Buji, your serve is too horrible!"
Yamato Yudai said with a wry smile.
He was standing in the front court, and when the ball whizzed past him, he even felt his body sway slightly because of the powerful sound waves.
After all, as Fuji's teammate, he is closest to the ball and is naturally the most affected.
"Haha, it's good to win the score."
Fuji still maintained his signature squinting expression, seemingly not too concerned about his performance.
However, Hilary Nemuro and his partner did not look very happy.
"That serve..."
Hilary Nemuro's expression was extremely solemn. He stared at Fuji closely, as if trying to see through the mystery of his serve through his seemingly calm surface.
Hilary Nemuro focused on every serve, but every time, he found that the rotation of the ball was getting stronger and stronger, and it was also showing a continuously changing rotation pattern. Coupled with such an amazing speed, it was impossible for people to react in time.
"Now we just have to win our serve first."
Mervyn Beard breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that facing such a powerful opponent, they had to go all out and not relax at all.
As parties involved in the game, they have firsthand experience of the horror of the super-evolved disappearing serve.
At that moment, the ball rushed past like lightning, leaving people no time to react!
On the sidelines, the South African coach's face became increasingly solemn. He stared at the situation on the field and thought to himself, "The situation is not good..."
Hilary Nemuro was struggling on the field, while the South African coach could only stand by and worry. He kept cheering for Hillary, hoping that she could cheer up and turn the situation around.
This game is crucial for the South African team. If they lose, they will have little hope of winning today's match against the Tank Country.