boyutpedia Chapter 834: Singing
Chapter 834: Singing
Chapter 834: Singing
At this moment, the referee's loud and clear voice suddenly rang out over the entire court: "Oishi Shuichiro and Kikumaru Eiji scored, the score is 40:0!"
This sound exploded in the empty stadium like thunder, and continued to reverberate back and forth between the walls around the stadium.
Lasts forever.
In an instant, the audience, which had been relatively quiet, seemed to be bombarded with noise.
There was an instant burst of deafening exclamations.
A young man in a tennis jersey couldn't hold back his excitement and suddenly jumped up from his seat.
He raised his arms high in the air and waved them vigorously, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Wow! This serve is simply amazing!"
The gray-haired old man sitting next to him was also full of excitement, with a pair of old eyes flashing with a bright light.
He nodded slightly and kept muttering, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at the path of the ball. It's really unpredictable and hard to guard against! Awesome, really awesome!"
Not far from them, a group of young and beautiful female fans were gathered together and whispering.
Everyone's face was filled with unconcealed amazement and admiration.
One of the girls with ponytails was particularly excited. She held her companion's hand tightly and said in a sweet voice: "Oh my, look! Senior Oishi is so handsome when he plays basketball!"
"It happened again! Oh my god, that serve just now was definitely not based on luck!"
There was an exclamation from the audience, and a veteran fan was seen tightly holding the binoculars in his hand.
His eyes were fixed on the court as if attracted by a magnet, and he didn't even dare to blink.
I am afraid of missing even the slightest wonderful moment.
"That's right, with such a great serving technique, as long as I have this serving point, I can basically keep my serving point!"
Another fan nearby quickly responded, not hiding his sincere admiration for this magical serve.
His face flushed with excitement and he waved the glow sticks in his hands excitedly.
The energy seemed to set the entire stadium on fire.
For a moment, the atmosphere around him became more and more heated because of his enthusiasm.
However, at this moment, a fan wearing glasses and looking quite professional suddenly said, "No, this serve is not flawless. It is still possible to return it successfully."
As he spoke, he pushed his glasses up on his nose, looking exceptionally calm, and began to analyze the situation in an orderly manner.
As soon as he finished speaking, people around him immediately cast curious glances at him, eager to hear what this expert had to say.
The professional fan continued to explain, "You see, the reason why this ball has such a strange effect is probably because it hit some small stones during its flight. If the referee cleared these obstacles in time, then this serve would probably not have such power."
Hearing this, everyone nodded in sudden understanding.
I couldn't help but secretly admire this fan's keen observation and accurate judgment.
At this moment, a man stood up and expressed his opinions with a serious expression.
While he was talking incessantly, he kept pointing his right index finger at the green ground of the court.
It seems to be trying to find the fine gravel that may influence the direction of the ball.
At this moment, a slight murmur suddenly came from the crowd: "Hey, look, isn't this a bit like the playing style of the short player from the Lighthouse team!"
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately triggered a burst of laughter from the people around them.
Then, someone else questioned: "No way, is the problem with this court?"
Another person said: "It's probably useless to clean the court. After all, after a short period of use, it's easy for small bubbles to appear that are difficult to detect with the naked eye."
As soon as the words fell, someone immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, I heard that someone has successfully cracked such a ball!"
Hearing this, the bystanders couldn't help but ask curiously: "Oh? Is it true? Then how can we crack it? It can't be that we can't even touch the ball before it bounces back, right?"
Faced with this question, the person who spoke just now shook his head, indicating that he was not clear about the specific details.
I just know that someone has successfully conquered it.
At this time, a man who seemed to be quite knowledgeable started to explain: "Ladies and gentlemen, what this friend said is true. This ball has indeed been cracked in previous games. However, it is not as flawless as the so-called 'zero serve'. There is still a certain rebound space that can be used."
As soon as these words were spoken, the audience exploded and people started arguing endlessly.
Some believed it firmly, some were skeptical, and some simply couldn't believe it.
For a while, various opinions, speculations and discussions arose one after another, and the atmosphere on the scene was so heated that it seemed like a blazing flame.
Countless sounds intertwined and entangled with each other, eventually converging into a deafening wave of noise.
When Irie Kanata heard the discussions coming from around him, he couldn't help but frown.
He slowly closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
At this moment, the player from the Lighthouse team who played the same style as himself quickly emerged in his mind like a movie.
In fact, he already knew how to break the opponent's moves, but he didn't act immediately.
I just want to see if there are other more unique and effective ways to crack it.
However, after racking his brains, he found that based on the current situation.
If you want to successfully deal with these tricks of your opponent's serve, there seems to be only one feasible way -
That is to decisively shoot back before the ball changes direction.
Moreover, it should be much easier to deal with these serves by returning the zero serve.
In the blink of an eye, there was a loud "bang" and Oishi Shuichiro on the opposite court swung his racket hard again to hit a serve.
The tennis ball flew straight toward the ground like a cannonball shot out of a gun, carrying with it an extremely strong spinning force.
When it is still in the air, the fluff on its surface is blown wildly by the rapidly flowing air flow.
It was as if the tennis ball was covered with a furry coat.
As for Irie Kanata, his reaction speed was as fast as lightning.
His figure flashed, like a nimble and agile cheetah, his feet stamping on the ground alternately and rapidly.
In an instant, a cloud of smoke and dust rose up.
In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the place where the tennis ball was about to land like a gust of wind.
Then, without hesitation, he stomped his foot hard on the ground, trying to use the powerful reaction force generated by the ground to bounce the rapidly falling tennis ball up.
However, it is deeply regrettable.
At this critical moment, there was a slight deviation in his judgment of the timing of his attack.
The tennis ball, which was originally expected to change the situation with the help of rebound force, did not bounce high and rebound as he expected, but continued to rotate along its inherent orbit.
Irie Kanata widened his eyes and watched the tennis ball dancing on the spot like a stubborn dancer, and then slowly rolled to the other side.
As the tennis ball spins, it constantly produces intense friction with the ground, and the dust it raises is like a group of naughty elves.
It looks particularly eye-catching and dazzling under the bright sunshine.
"Eiji Kikumaru and Eiji Kikumaru score, the score is 1:1!"
The referee's sharp and loud whistle suddenly sounded, as if a sharp sword cut through the brief silence, officially announcing the final result of this round of competition.
At this moment, the emotions of the people in the audience were like the vast ocean.
The emotions surged with the ups and downs of the competition.
Some of the audience had regretful looks on their faces and couldn't help but sigh deeply, expressing their deep regret for Irie Kanata's somewhat inappropriate performance this time;
Other audience members could not hide their excitement and clapped vigorously.
Cheer loudly for Kikumaru and Oishi as they successfully scored the crucial point.
Among them was a mother who came to watch the game with her young children. She pointed at the fierce competition on the court.
She whispered to the child beside her, "Look, baby, tennis matches are always full of countless unexpected variables and extremely difficult challenges."
The child blinked his big innocent eyes and nodded as if he understood.
But his eyes were always fixed on the players who were fighting hard on the court, never moving away for a moment.
"It seems that this method is not as simple as I imagined!"
Irie Kanata frowned tightly, and his originally sunny and handsome face was now shrouded in a solemn look.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring ahead with a gaze as sharp as a hawk, as if trying to see through the flying tennis ball to the mystery hidden behind it.
It was just one try, but he relied on his innate keen intuition and years of accumulated competition experience.
Irie Kanata had already clearly realized that the tricks involved were far from as easy as they seemed.
It is not easy to successfully solve the current dilemma.
As the score returned to the same starting line, a tense and fierce battle began again.
The tiny tennis ball bounced back and forth between the two halves of the court at an astonishing speed, like a flash of lightning.
It streaked across the sky, leaving behind a trail of blurry light and shadows, like a fleeting meteor in the night sky.
At the same time, the players were running wildly on the court like wild horses.
The sneakers on their feet rubbed against the ground violently, making bursts of harsh and unpleasant noises from time to time.
It seemed to be announcing to the world that this fierce battle had entered a white-hot stage.
Kanata Irie and Chitose Chisato showed an amazing level of tacit understanding.
The former was like a nimble cheetah in the frontcourt, successfully intercepting the opponent's ball time and time again with his agility and accurate judgment;
The latter defended the backcourt firmly, and whenever there was an opportunity, he would not hesitate to use all his strength to attack back.
Every shot contains endless power and skill, making it difficult for the opponent to defend.
On the other side, Oishi and Kikumaru were equally strong, especially Kikumaru, who used his unique Multiple Shadow Clone technique.
The figure of the whole person kept flashing and moving on the court, as fast as the wind and lightning.
People just felt that the entire stadium was filled with Kikumaru's figure, making it dizzying and overwhelming.
It even creates the illusion that there are several Kikumaru catching the ball at the same time.
Oishi was concentrating on the game, holding the racket tightly in his hand.
His eyes were as sharp and determined as an eagle's. He took a deep breath and then swung the racket vigorously.
The ball was sent out. It seemed to be given life, spinning rapidly and flying towards the opposite field with an unparalleled force.
When defending, Oishi tried his best. Whenever the opponent launched a fierce attack.
He would raise his racket without hesitation and use all his strength to block the attack. His movements were swift and agile, like a bolt of lightning across the court.
At this moment, the score on the field began to rise rapidly like a rocket taking off.
"boom--"
With a crisp sound of hitting the ball, Irie Kanata and Chitose Chisato successfully scored a point, and the score instantly became 2:1!
At this moment, Irie Kanata jumped high like an agile cheetah.
He adjusted his posture in the air, then smashed the ball down with thunderous force.
The ball was like a whistling cannonball, hitting the opponent's court directly.
The attack was so fast and powerful that Kikumaru and Oishi had no time to react.
The stands were already boiling with a sea of joy.
A group of passionate fans hugged each other excitedly and shouted at the top of their lungs.
He shouted the names of Irie Kanata and Chitose Chisato at the top of his lungs.
Everyone's face was filled with excitement and joy, and the banners they were waving in their hands fluttered freely in the wind.
The banners were filled with words of support and encouragement for the two players, as if to convey this passionate emotion to the heroes fighting on the field.
....Bang-!
With a crisp sound, Kikumaru Eiji successfully scored a point, and the scoreboard on the scene was instantly updated to 3:2!
Kikumaru was seen running around the court like a nimble cheetah, his agile figure dazzling to the eyes.
The angles of his shots were exquisite, as if they had been precisely calculated, and he always managed to catch his opponents off guard.