Evolution of the Return Shot

On the court, Fuji stood with his legs straddling, his arms outstretched and raised, aiming a fierce shot at the tennis ball that Lin Xiu had hit back.

"This move is still the same! Returning Swallow!"

Shinji was startled and looked at Saeki Muneyoshi and Tachibana Kippei.

"Tch! Foolish! Knowing full well that such petty tricks won't work on Lin Xiu, they still stubbornly continue to use them."

Keith, standing to the other side, scoffed when he saw the shot.

He had initially thought the other person was a genius, but now he had a new understanding of Fuji Shusuke's stubbornness.

On the court, Lin Xiu reacted quickly, pushing his speed to the limit and leaving a trail of afterimages in his wake. His starting speed was astonishing, as if he had left a long trail of shadows behind him.

He doesn't have Muneyoshi's ability to retaliate after the opponent lands, but he can still retaliate before they land.

"No, this isn't 'Returning Swallow,' this move is even faster."

At that moment, Muneyoshi, who was watching from the sidelines, immediately noticed something amiss. His understanding of Fuji was far deeper than theirs.

Aside from himself, he couldn't completely trust anyone else from Fudomine to fight against Fuji Shusuke.

He saw this ball much more clearly.

Just now, Fuji Shusuke has completed a transformation in this move.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball plummeted rapidly immediately after crossing the net.

As the tennis ball falls, it spins violently, creating a strong gust of wind that accelerates its descent.

However, Lin Xiu had already reached the net. He swung his racket, the edge of which was close to the ground, trying to lift the ball.

However, as if it had a premonition, the falling tennis ball grazed the edge of the racket and flashed past Lin Xiu's feet in an instant.

"The speed, rotation, and angle have actually changed?"

Lin Xiu looked up at Fuji Shusuke's bright eyes, his body still in the same position as when he was slapping the ball.

The movements are the same, but why is it so much more powerful than the Returning Swallow move?

"This is Phoenix Flash!"

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the chestnut-brown hair to flutter lightly. His azure eyes shone brightly as he uttered a Fuji whisper, paying no heed to Lin Xiu's expression.

He walked back to his backcourt with his racket hanging low.

"You ca Fudomine, Hyotei Academy, or Rikkai Dai with just Three Types of Return Shots!"

Fuji's eyes were filled with unwavering determination. "Tezuka, I will win this match, and the Three Types of Return Shots will not stop here!"

Phoenix Flash: This is the beginning.

This is the kind of superb return he can make even with just the slightest bit of spin or arc in a tennis ball.

Moreover, compared to the Returning Swallow to its Nest move, the enhanced version is simpler, lands faster, and has a very unpredictable angle.

The swallow seemed to rise from the ashes, transforming into a new phoenix.

This was Fuji Shusuke's own response.

This is also the tennis path that Fuji Shusuke wanted to pursue.

"Phoenix Flash!"

On the stands surrounding the stadium, Hyotei Academy's Oshitari Yushi gently savored the name.

He kept replaying the ball in his mind, and the more he did so, the stronger his surprise became.

A flash of white light from the lens, Oshitari looked up at Fuji Shusuke's back, his eyes filled with utter desolation.

This guy, who wasn't much different from him before, seemed to have unknowingly widened the gap between them.

A sense of disappointment welled up inside him, Oshitari Yushi once again felt dissatisfied with his own slow evolution.

The Fuji who was defeated by him last year has now begun his own path of tennis evolution.

And what about himself?

A sense of urgency rose within Shinobu, Oshitari quiet all along.

"Game score: Seigaku scores, score 3-2."

With Fuji once again delivering a swift and decisive counterattack, the Seigaku team members felt slightly relieved.

Although they always had faith in Fuji, Lin Xiu's strength was not something to be taken lightly.

Moreover, with the information provided by Muneyoshi, Lin Xiu displayed astonishing dominance from the very beginning.

However, their estimate was not wrong. Their school's genius, Fuji Shusuke, would not surrender so easily and decisively launched a counterattack.

On the coach's bench.

Coach Ryuzaki nodded inwardly as well. This group of seemingly suddenly appearing genius players had fought their way to the National Tournament, a Seigaku had never set foot in before, and even defeated the two-time champions.

This made Seigaku's Tennis Club famous and also changed Ryūzaki Sumire's attitude towards them.

This is a group of true geniuses, just like now.

Fuji's consistently calm expression showed that he maintained confidence throughout the match.

"He's truly a genius..."

Lin Xiu took a deep look at Fuji Shusuke opposite him and sighed inwardly.

"But I'm not one to give up so easily."

Bang!

With a crisp thud, it was once again Lin Xiu's turn to serve.

This time, Lin Xiu didn't use the Gemini serve, but instead used a simple flat serve.

The tennis ball was extremely fast, and the angle at which it crossed the net was kept very low. Under Lin Xiu's powerful ball control, the tennis ball landed precisely at the angle of the receiving area.

"Serve and volley?"

Fuji's arm was already raised, and with a glance, he saw Lin Xiu's body rushing towards the net again, and then he swung his racket forcefully.

Bang!

However, Lin Xiu's strength lies in his speed of movement in all directions.

Even while running, he always paid attention to the trajectory of the tennis ball, and before the ball had even touched the ground, he smashed it back.

Tap tap...

The sound of hurried footsteps rang out again.

Fuji's steps were rapid, but his rhythm was perfectly steady as he moved quickly toward the tennis ball diagonally opposite him.

With a powerful stomp of his foot, Fuji's exceptional balance Fuji his forward momentum.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted the racket from the lower right and gently pulled the incoming tennis ball.

Bang!

The tennis ball, flying at breakneck speed, was caught by Fuji's racket, and he used even more powerful techniques to hit it with a high, sweeping trajectory.

The tennis ball flew across the court, heading towards Lin Xiu's forehand baseline.

Fuji's movements were fluid and graceful, and even when he was running intensely, they were still a pleasure to watch.

Throughout the entire junior high school tennis world, Muneyoshi believed that only two players had the most beautiful tennis styles.

Atobe and Fuji.

Like Atobe, Fuji, though not explicitly stated, also developed and incorporated various flashy moves into his own tennis style.

At this moment, Lin Xiu demonstrated his astonishing footwork to everyone.

Seigaku team initially thought was a sure point turned into a pipe dream thanks to Lin Xiu's relentless pursuit.

Just as the tennis ball was about to bounce off the baseline, Lin Xiu arrived on its path. His pale yellow eyes swept over Fuji Shusuke's position, and he slammed the ball down.

Unexpectedly, he launched a straight shot into the bottom corner, Fuji after seeing Lin Xiu chasing, Fuji also sprinted towards the midfield.

Lin Xiu instantly seized upon the loophole at the bottom corner.

Fuji, didn't have much time to think and immediately turned to save it.

The defense that Fuji Shusuke had painstakingly built up was once again broken by Lin Xiu.

With a bang, the tennis ball was lobbed high into the air by Fuji's back.

Fuji's actions, and the hard-won opening he made, made everyone, including the two combatants in the arena, think...

This is an opportunity.

However, unseen by Lin Xiu, a confident smile also appeared on Fuji's lips.

Boom!

Lin Xiu did not let this "opportunity" slip by. He leaped high and smashed the tennis ball down with tremendous force. The powerful smash was like a thunderclap that exploded in mid-air.

However, the next moment!

"The Kirin Drop!"

A cool, clear voice rang in Lin Xiu's ears.

Fuji's blue and white figure appeared like a ghost in the path of Lin Xiu's smash.

Just like the previous back-to-the-basket move, Fuji Shusuke was now facing away from Lin Xiu.

He gripped his racket tightly with both hands, steadily catching the powerful smash.

Then.

Fuji raised both hands upwards, and the tennis ball shot straight into the sky like a blue and white lightning bolt, then majestically passed over Lin Xiu's head.

Finally, like a giant beast, it crashed down towards the bottom line.

"This move has evolved too." Saeki Muneyoshi, watching from the sidelines, spoke with a lingering tone, as if in a sigh.

Tachibana Kippei, standing beside him, also had a solemn expression. The current Fuji was completely different from the one he had competed against back then.

After several failures and the pressure from Fudomine, Fuji Shusuke's skills improved significantly once again.

"The Kirin Drop!"

Atobe, watching from the stands, was also quite interested in this thunderous counterattack, his face full of admiration.

This kind of gorgeous technique is very much to the liking of his Atobe Keigo.

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Seigaku will win this match!"

The members of the Hyotei Academy had complete faith in Atobe's judgment.

"Yeah, this guy's evolution hasn't stopped yet..."

At this moment, Oshitari, who was standing to the side, also spoke up quietly.

"Game score: Seigaku scores, final score 4-3."

The tennis ball flew over Lin Xiu's baseline once again, and the referee scanned the landing point of the ball and made a precise ruling.

Bang!

40-0.

"Triple Return White Dragon!!"

Bang!

"Game 2, Doubles match, won by Seigaku's Fuji Shusuke and Inui Sadaharu, score 6-3."

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