First Minister of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 373 Second spring

“Strong support?”

Kurobe Yukio whispered in the small dark room, not optimistic about the dark horse that suddenly came out.

According to the analysis of Tokugawa’s current physical condition, he couldn’t fight back even if Byodoin played any kind of serve. Even if the last court player in U17 serves, he can’t fight back.

“Kurobe, do you want to end this match?”

Kurobe slowly got up, lit a cigarette and walked out of the door. After taking a sharp breath, he exhaled the smoke that was inhaled into his lungs.

Eventually raising his right hand and swinging it left and right, Saitō Itaru understood what Kurobe meant. It seemed that Kurobe was weighing things up again and again. Although he was puzzled, this was the rule of U17.

The player himself did not voluntarily give up the match, and anyone who interferes with the match off the court will be kicked out of U17. Even the three coaches are no exception. After all, there is also a Head Coach on them-Mifune enters the road!

Pop! Ah!

Byodoin smashed the tennis ball to the ground. Seeing that the weak Tokugawa did not intend to stop, he did not give his opponent a chance to breathe.

“Tokugawa, it’s over!”

He took a deep breath, then…swinged his arm 11, slammed down quickly.

This trick… is no longer a world pirate. It seems that Byodoin still has a trace of kindness in his heart and does not want to directly destroy the cutting-edge power in the team.

Puff! Shoo!

The tennis ball rubbed the surprised Tokugawa Kazuya, and he ejected into the air at an incredible speed!

Speeding serve…The speed has reached 260km per hour!

The virtual screen in front of Chiba showed the ball speed analysis, even with his insight, it was not moved.

Puff!

30-40!

The tennis ball hit the ground fiercely, and only the strong wind erupted by the tennis ball in the delay shook the weak Tokugawa stature, let alone catch the ball.

But off the court is not as calm as on the court. This is the first time that Byodoin has played speed serve. In playing tennis, he has always been known for his strength and skill, and he has also shown extraordinary strength in speed.

“The ball just now… the speed is already faster than Nakataro’s one shot!”

“It looks true, but it shouldn’t be much faster!”

Chotaro’s body was trembling slightly. He watched the serve of Byodoin Temple just now fell on the net court. Hearing the comments from the surrounding high school students, a hint of shame arose in his heart.

With the recent hard work, his one-goal goal has indeed made a leap forward, reaching a speed of 235 kilometers per hour. But…In contrast, his first serve and the ball hit by Byodoin were a little far different, let alone comparing his own weaknesses such as strength and rotation.

The soul does not guard the house-this word can sum up Chotaro’s current state, the original color in his eyes has gradually faded out of his eyes.

“Nagataro, he is three years older than you! You just need time to settle.”

The former doubles partner, Shishido Ryoh, walked over and comforted Nagataro. After all, being beaten in his own strengths is much harder to accept than his weaknesses.

“Yeah!” Chotaro picked up the racquet in his hand, and did not continue to look at the match on the court, but walked to the nearby court, “Shishido Ryoh, accompany me to practice the ball!”

Bang!

40-40!

Bang!

“Byodoin won this game, the score is 4-5! Exchange venues!”

Chiba sat in a chair and said, Byodoin and Tokugawa also walked to the center and passed by.

“This is your…Is it a life bet? Or give up your benevolence and justice as soon as possible!”

The voice of Byodoin came into Tokugawa’s ears, and Tokugawa’s expression on his face remained unchanged, and there was no word. He walked straight to the venue, but his heart was tangled.

“Then… bet on my tennis career!”

Tokugawa pursed his lips, adding a look of firmness to his handsome face, and when his words fell, he exuded a deterrent that suppressed the audience.

Tokugawa’s serve station!

what!

The tennis ball was lightly tossed by Tokugawa to delay, which seemed to have insufficient strength and was unable to toss the tennis ball to the ideal hitting point. Immediately, a ray of light burst out of his racquet!

“Glowing ball?!”

There were loud voices, Ryoma stared at the serve, just when the Tokugawa black hole was used to the limit, he wanted to help Tokugawa take this match, but the scene before him, like Tokugawa’s rejuvenation, glowed second. spring.

The colorful brilliance, when Tokugawa racquet quickly touched the tennis ball, suddenly bloomed, like a colorful flower, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Colorful and very eye-catching.

Countless colorful rays of light shone in the eyes of Byodoin in an instant, blurring the people on the sidelines…just when everyone was immersed in the colorful rays of light.

Suddenly there was a yellow light, tearing the void came to the front of Byodoin Temple, and bombarded towards the front gate of Byodoin Temple.

Symphony serve!

“Tokugawa’s signature serving technique, before encountering Byodoin, it swept through various leagues with such a trick to reach the top!”

013 Symphony serve–Enclose the real tennis ball with countless colored lights, so that the opponent can’t distinguish the path of the ball, and then score instantly!

“It’s very similar to Sanada’s Black Dragon Double Slash, and the same is extremely confusing!”

When Sanada heard this comment, there were a bunch of black lines on his head, and he was very speechless.

Tokugawa’s Symphony Serve is more deceptive than his double change. If he was facing Yinhua doubles, he used the Symphony Serve instead of the Black Dragon Double Slash. tilt.

Ugh!

Thinking of this, Sanada shook his head helplessly. Even if he looked at the Yinhua five of the first army camp, he felt envy in his heart. Then he turned his gaze to the court, and when he scanned Chiba, there was obviously a trace of fear in his eyes.

boom!

The tennis ball hit the ground heavily, but countless colorful rays of light suddenly flooded the eyes of Byodoin Temple.

Bang!

“15 to 0, Tokugawa Kazuya scored!”

The ball came very suddenly. Byodoin just stepped out but hesitated for a while. Under the illumination of the colorful light, he still couldn’t figure out the position of the tennis ball. It’s not that the intensity of the ball has surpassed him.

It’s just… he underestimated the enemy!