boyutpedia Chapter 764: Ryoma's Bad Taste
Chapter 764: Ryoma's Bad Taste
Chapter 764: Longma's bad taste
"Ryoma has become much stronger than he was during the Kanto Tournament."
Sanada stared at Ryoma on the field, his brows slightly frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of seriousness and solemnity.
That incomparably powerful aura was even a little too much for him, who was known for his toughness.
Fuji shook his head slightly and sighed, "I never thought that Longma could grow to such an amazing level in such a short time."
As he spoke, his originally gentle eyes suddenly became sharp, and deep in his heart he couldn't help but feel a burning desire to fight against Longma.
Inui Sadaharu, who had been observing silently, quickly pushed up his glasses and said to himself, "Hey, this wonderful match can be used to collect detailed data on these two masters. It's going to be fun."
Inui Sadaharu knew very well that this was the first time that Ryoma had a head-on confrontation with Yukimura.
For Ryoma, this match was of great significance;
As for Yukimura, he also carried a huge pressure not to fail. Inui Sadaharu secretly thought that as long as he could concentrate on recording, he would definitely be able to obtain a perfect set of detailed information.
At this moment, Kikumaru lowered his voice and asked Oishi beside him: "Oishi, in your opinion, who will win this game between Ryoma and Yukimura?"
Oishi frowned slightly, shook his head slowly and replied: "It is too difficult for Ryoma to defeat Yukimura. After all, Yukimura's strength has long been deeply imprinted in everyone's mind. Moreover, Yukimura and Sanada joined the Rikkai University team much earlier than other members, and the powerful strength they demonstrated made everyone look sideways."
Hearing what Oishi said, Kawamura Takashi scratched his head anxiously and said, "No matter what, we still have to cheer for Ryoma!"
Following the referee's clear and loud whistle - "beep".
The highly anticipated singles match of the National Finals officially kicked off. The first serve was in the hands of Echizen Ryoma.
Ryoma just stood still, slowly and gently hitting the tennis ball in his hand.
At first, his slightly frivolous eyes were still wandering around, but as he kept bouncing the ball, his eyes gradually became sharp, like a sword about to be unsheathed.
Yukimura, who had been closely watching Ryoma's every move, keenly noticed this subtle change. He did not dare to slack off at all and immediately became fully alert.
Because he knew very well that no matter what kind of opponent he faced, even the slightest carelessness could lead to ultimate defeat.
Suddenly, there was a crisp "swish" sound, and the tennis ball flew up from Ryoma's fingertips like lightning.
At the same time, Longma's body slightly tilted, then he quickly bent his knees and jumped up suddenly, swinging his racket with the force of thunder and hitting the falling tennis ball hard.
A standard serving action that looked like a textbook was displayed in front of everyone.
In an instant, there was a loud bang, and the tennis ball flew out like an arrow, disappearing from people's sight in the blink of an eye.
"Wow, that's fast!"
All the players couldn't help but exclaim in unison. As the tennis ball rushed out like lightning, they could only catch an extremely exaggerated afterimage.
At this moment, Yagyu Hiroshi's eyes suddenly focused, and with his keen judgment, he accurately estimated the speed of the ball: "230 kilometers per hour!"
However, Tezuka on the side said solemnly: "This is probably far from Ryoma's maximum speed."
"What? Not yet?"
When the other team members heard this, they all took a breath of cold air.
However, they did not have any doubts about what Tezuka said. After all, Tezuka knew more about Lin Nan's special training for Ryoma than anyone else present, so what he said must be true.
Just as everyone was amazed at the amazing speed of the ball.
A dull thud was heard again by everyone. It turned out that the tennis ball had fallen heavily to the ground.
The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, the entire ground shook violently, and even raised a cloud of dust.
“The speed is amazing!”
Yukimura stared closely at the flight path of the tennis ball, waiting for it to just bounce up.
He flashed his body and rushed to where the tennis ball was like a gust of wind, and with a backhand shot, he accurately hit the bouncing tennis ball back.
The tennis ball hit by Yukimura was like a rapidly flying arrow.
It pierced through the air straight away and flew towards Longma at lightning speed, reaching Longma's side almost in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, there was another crisp bang, and the tennis ball landed steadily on the ground, flashing a light, and then rushed straight towards the baseline.
Just as everyone was shocked by the perfect counterattack, a burst of exclamations broke out at the scene.
People's eyes widened, their faces filled with admiration that was difficult to conceal.
It was because Yukimura's return speed this time was so fast that it was almost as fast as Ryoma's powerful serve just now!
It should be noted that serving and returning are two completely different concepts.
Typically, players' serve speeds tend to far exceed their return speeds.
However, at this moment, Yukimura was able to show such an amazing speed in his counterattack, which was really incredible. This was enough to prove that his strength was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Faced with the fierce counterattack, Longma did not dare to be negligent at all and he quickly retreated.
Seeing that the tennis ball was about to fly out of the baseline, at the critical moment, he stepped forward decisively and swung the ball like a gust of wind.
The racket cut through the air from bottom to top, creating a gust of wind and accurately intercepting the tennis ball.
In an instant, the tennis ball shot straight into the sky like an arrow.
What was even more surprising was that the small sphere was spinning rapidly in the air, so strongly that it even formed a clearly visible arc.
The whole scene was like a white dragon soaring into the sky, majestic and magnificent.
"White Dragon? No, this is probably an evolved White Dragon..."
Seeing this, Yukimura's eyes narrowed slightly and he thought to himself.
But soon, he regained his composure, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a cold voice: "However, even such a powerful skill is futile to me. After all, this ball will eventually fall to a predictable position."
After saying that, he flashed and retreated from the front court to the baseline in an instant like a ghost.
When the tennis ball flew in front of him, he caught it steadily and hit it back towards Ryoma with lightning speed.
There was a loud "bang" and Longma was quick-witted and used cutting techniques to fight back.
The tennis ball drew a graceful arc in the air and fell towards the net at lightning speed.
"Zero-style slice? Actually, the principles of returning the ball are similar, as long as you can make sure the ball doesn't hit the ground. But your speed when returning the ball just now was too slow."
Yukimura raised the corner of his mouth slightly and laughed softly.
He flashed and quickly returned to his original position. His movements were light and agile, as if he had already anticipated the path of the opponent's ball.
Just as the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced, he swung his arm violently, and slammed the tennis ball back hard like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
"Snapped!"
The crisp sound of hitting the ball echoed over the field.
However, before everyone could come to their senses, a somewhat teasing voice suddenly rang out: "Hey, we found the opportunity, Yukimura-senpai."
Hearing this voice, Yukimura was startled and looked up quickly. Unbeknownst to him, Ryoma had appeared in front of the net quietly like a ghost.
At this time, the ball that Yukimura had just hit back had just passed the net, but was easily caught by Ryoma.
Longma did not rush to fight back immediately, but instead pushed his feet hard and jumped high into the air.
Then, there was a loud noise—“Boom!”
Ryoma swung his racket with thunderous force and hit a powerful smash.
The tennis ball whizzed towards the baseline like a cannonball, at an astonishing speed.
This is exactly Ou Bangdu’s unique skill of high-drafting and killing!
The ball was so powerful that it headed straight for the baseline, leaving Yukimura no time to react.
The spectators on the sidelines were all staring at this scene in amazement, and the entire stadium was silent for a moment.
Until the referee announced loudly: "Echizen Ryoma scores, 15:0!"
The audience suddenly woke up from their dream and burst into a deafening uproar.
No one expected that Longma could score the first point so quickly!
What is even more amazing is that he actually used such exquisite combination skills as White Dragon, Zero-style Slice and Drag Kill in succession, which is really hard to defend against!
Indeed!
Who would have thought?
Ryoma Echizen actually finally successfully completed the smash in such a unique way!
The audience began to whisper and talk among themselves.
"Although this move is powerful, it seems to consume too much of my own strength."
Tezuka frowned and couldn't help but express his opinion.
After all, from the moment Ryuma performed the amazing White Dragon Ball to the final powerful smash, the entire process was as smooth and natural as flowing water, without even the slightest pause or hesitation in between.
It seemed that Ryoma had accurately predicted what kind of counterattack Yukimura would take, and used it to perfectly control the rhythm of the game.
However, even with such amazing skills, in order to successfully score the goal just now, the physical strain caused by the three techniques he used consecutively was obviously slightly beyond the normal rhythm control range.
Fuji, who had been observing the situation on the field with a smile on his face, suddenly pointed to the field and chuckled, "I guess this is Echizen's real purpose."
Hearing this, everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and were surprised to find that Yukimura's coat had quietly fallen to the ground at some point.
"If you think about it, Ryoma is actually quite similar to our manager in some ways."
Yuta also interrupted with a smile at this time.
Because he knew very well that Longma had received careful guidance from Lin Nan since he was a child, so he behaved quite similarly to Lin Nan in many ways.
Lin Nan is often like this when he participates in competitions. He hates to see people deliberately showing off and putting on airs in front of him.
At this moment, Yukimura, who was standing on the field, exhaled lightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealed an appreciative smile, and said slowly: "Well, it's really good..."
Yukimura looked at Ryoma with a calm expression. He knew very well that the Ryoma in front of him was even stronger than during the Kanto Tournament.
Long Ma's eyes were determined, and he shouted softly, "Second goal!"
Before he finished speaking, he quickly threw the tennis ball in his hand high up, and at the same time, his left hand holding the racket swung like lightning.
With a loud bang, the tennis ball flew out like an arrow.
Everyone present couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat, because they were surprised to find that the speed of this ball had become much faster!
"This ball has surpassed the speed of my 'As Fast as a Storm' shot. I'm afraid it must be 235 kilometers per hour!"
Sanada said with his eyes wide open and an extremely serious expression on his face.
You know, although the speed of this ball is only 5 points higher than the previous one, it is undoubtedly an extremely important signal - Longma is gradually increasing the speed of his hitting.
As for how terrifyingly fast he can eventually increase his speed, no one can accurately predict at this moment.
Another muffled "bang" sound was heard, and Yukimura stared at the flying tennis ball with his eyes as sharp as torches.
After clearly capturing the trajectory of the ball in an instant, he swung his racket back without hesitation.
"Then let's enjoy this wonderful game, Yukimura-senpai!" Ryoma roared in a low voice.
Facing the tennis ball flying towards him, he was not afraid at all. He suddenly raised his left hand and hit it hard with all his strength.
In an instant, the tennis ball turned into a flash of lightning and flashed by at an astonishing speed, even leaving a blurry afterimage in the air.
Then there was a crisp sound of "pop", as if a high-speed bullet pierced the air in an instant, bringing a sharp sonic boom. Finally, the tennis ball fell at Yukimura's feet, raising a cloud of dust.
"This is... this is as fast as a storm!"
The audience couldn't help but exclaim.
You have to know that people who can come here to watch the game basically already know a lot of the players. Even if they are not familiar with them, they are well aware of the top figures at the top of the pyramid in the junior high school.
At this moment, when they witnessed Ryoma hitting such a high-speed ball with their own eyes, the shock in their hearts was simply beyond words.
"Oh my god, why do I feel that Ryoma's attack is as fast as a storm and is no less powerful than Sanada's!"
Momoshiro Takeshi's eyes widened, his face full of shock.
As an experienced player, he could roughly guess the flying speed of the ball just from Ryoma's hitting action and strength.