I, The Tennis King, Create The Strongest Era

Um?!

The noisy discussion made Inui Sadaharu look up instantly.

On the field, the players from Persimmon Middle-School were lying on the ground without any movement, as if they had passed out.

Aside, is the racquet he dropped to the ground.

Inui Sadaharu noticed that the wires on the racquet were broken!!

"The threads on the racquet are all broken?!"

The eyes under the square-frame glasses were a little surprised, "What happened just now?!"

Obviously, it was only time to find a pen, but he seemed to have missed everything.

He was thinking in confusion, while Mamoru Inoue at the side clearly saw the scene just now.

"Is it just a serve that makes the opponent unable to catch it?!"

Inoue Mamoru stared at the Ishida iron wearing a white turban on the field, "Is it a power player?!"

"It seems that the opponent can't continue the game anymore."

Seeing the referee go to the other side of the field to check the situation, and then two other players from Kakiki Middle-School entered the field and took away the unconscious player.

It also officially announced the end of the game.

With just one goal, Kakiki Middle-School abstained, and Fudomine won the round with full pressure.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Kuki Takaichi, who was waiting in the playing area, had an ugly expression on his face.

"It's only one ball, and I passed out because I couldn't catch it. Isn't this too exaggerated?!"

"I don't believe in the opponent's strength. To be so strong, it's probably because I haven't been able to train my body well, so I'm too fragile?!"

Kuki Kiichi secretly took a bite, "Unlucky!!"

"It seems that the only way to win the game is to rely on the later games!!"

He thought so in his heart, but the cruel reality hit him hard.

Looking at the 6-0 of the doubles No. 1, it was like a basin of cold water pouring him from the beginning to the end.

"Keep up to the beat~!"

Akira Kamio pinned the racquet "six, seven, zero" under his armpit, and opened his mouth to say his own mantra.

He had just finished a match, but he didn't even sweat a drop.

The shortcoming of his lack of physical strength was clearly pointed out in the previous targeted training plan.

Aiming at this, a lot of training methods and suggestions are given.

Naturally, Akira Kamio has also painstakingly studied this whole year.

His current physical strength is very abundant!!!

"It's so easy, it won the competition...

Off the court, even Mamoru Inoue was a little surprised.

It seems that the strength of Fudomine's tennis players is somewhat beyond his imagination.

Even, not only his.

"I haven't collected any useful information..."

Inui Sadaharu's pen writes and draws in the notebook,

"Kakiki Middle-School players have no way to make their opponents play their best."

"What I have collected is only some basic information, and the other party is very fast~"

"It seems that we are going to face a tough battle next..."

Obviously, in Inui Sadaharu's heart, he already knows who Seigaku's next opponent will be.

"Easy and easy, I thought how powerful the opponent is, and those who are cautious have already used the three highs.

In the venue, Akira Kamio, who returned to the rest area of ​​the players, deliberately continued to joke there,

"Who knows, he fell down before I could exert any force."

"Tsk tsk, it's really vulnerable!!"

With this tone of voice, Jiu Guigui, who was about to play as the number three of singles, turned dark for a moment.

"This guy.…………"

He stared at Kamio's back, wishing he could eat him alive.

Even after the referee announced that the game had officially started, he still stared at Kamio who was deliberately teasing and laughing.

Then~

Shua~

A sound of breaking through the air, as well as a rapid friction sound, instantly rang in Kugui Kiichi's ears.

"Um?!"

He subconsciously looked down, only to see a tennis ball getting closer and closer to his eyes, gradually filling his field of vision.

finally

boom!!

With a powerful serve, it was unbiased, and it flew up and hit him on the cheek.

"I didn't concentrate during the game......"

Ibu Shinji took out a tennis ball from his trouser pocket again, "It seems that you really don't want to win."

Boom~

Snapped.

As his gentle tone fell, Kuki Kiichi's figure also fell to the ground gorgeously.

Visible to the naked eye, his right cheek was red and swollen.

"What is that serve?!"

Mamoru Inoue and Inui Sadaharu both saw clearly.

"Is it Ryoma's (Echizen) external rotation serve?"

"No, not right~"

The two shook their heads at the same time and denied, "The angle and direction of this kind of spin are somewhat different from the external spin serve."

However, the effect and style of play are basically the same as the external rotation serve.

"But to be able to hit the ball like that..."

Mamoru Inoue looked at the figure in the field with some surprise, "It seems that the other party is not an ordinary person.

"First it was the former Akira Kamio, and now there is Ibu Shinji..."

Inui Sadaharu is also taking notes, "It seems that there are great tennis players in Fudomine, one after another!!"

He only felt the nib of his pen for recording the data was a little heavy.

"hateful......"

Kuki Kiichi who fell on the ground felt the burning injury on his cheek, struggling to get up from the ground.

"It's not over yet!!"

"Oh? Can you still hold on?"

Ibu Shinji, who was already planning to leave the stage, glanced at him casually.

"Then I'll play with you again."

He tossed the tennis ball high in his hand again, and at the same time he was muttering:

"At my level, in our team, it's nothing at all, not even in the top four.

"But it's more than enough to deal with trash like you."

"What does this mean? It means that I am not too strong, but..."

The next moment, Ibu Shinji looked at the falling tennis ball and suddenly swung his racket,

"You guys are really too weak!!"

I saw a golden beam of light attacking straight towards the field where Kuki Kiichi was.

"Am I too weak? Really too weak?!"

Killing people and punishing their hearts, Yiwu Shensi used the words he was most proud of, which stabbed his heart in the opposite direction.

"Am I really, so weak..."

This was the last cold head that came to Kuki Kiichi's mind with dull eyes.

What followed was the tennis ball getting closer and closer to his cheek.

With Kakiki Middle-School's head coach Kuki Kiichi abstaining, Fudomine officially broke into the finals of the regional preliminaries with a record of 3-0.

It is also announced that they have won the tickets for the Metropolitan Convention!!

"It seems that we have to readjust our status~"

Inui Sadaharu pushed his glasses, "Otherwise, here in the division preliminaries, it is possible to lose the game.

Witnessing Fudomine's game results with his own eyes, such pressure also made Inui Sadaharu rush to his home team in a hurry.

We need to analyze this game carefully, and carefully formulate strategies for the next finals.

"Such a Fudomine Tennis Club..."

Inoue looked towards the figure who got up from the coach's bench after the game.

"It seems that this well-deserved dark horse is going to surprise everyone."

"Violence..."

He groaned slightly, then took out the phone from his pocket.

At the exit of the arena, a group of Fudomine players came out together with backpacks on their backs.

"Easy and easy, this way you have successfully advanced to the Metropolitan Conference, let's win three to zero!!"

Akira Kamio seemed to be full of confidence. The opponents in these few games really made him see the gap.

It's not enough to see at all~

"In the next match, we will face Seigaku, the runner-up of last year's Metropolitan Tournament and the final four of the Kanto Tournament..."

Akira Kamio blew on the ends of his hair, "Finally here comes a level opponent~"

Fuji Yuta opened his mouth, wanting to remind Kamio not to underestimate his opponent.

But when he thought of his goal and determination, he couldn't help but kept silent.

Seigaku, they are sure to win!!

"Call Xiaojin and Akutsu back~"

Xu Feizhi randomly took out a list of entries,

"Facing Seigaku next, it's a barely worthwhile opponent."

"We can consider letting the first echelon players play."

"Although we have advanced to the Metropolitan Conference, what I, no, we, want is not just a ticket~"

Xu Feizhi looked back, looked at the fiery eyes and gestures of the team members behind him, and chuckled lightly:

"Let's win the championship to the beautiful!!"

"yes!!"

The venue on the other side.

With Seigaku easily defeating Suibuchi Middle-School 6-0, they also officially broke into the finals and got the tickets for the metropolitan tournament!!

It's definitely something to be happy about, but it's too soon to celebrate.

In front of them, there is still the last hurdle of the preliminaries of this division.

"Which team will we compete with in the final?"

After the game was over, the calm vice-captain, Seigaku's mother, Oishi Syuichirou looked at the three little ones who went to check the bulletin board.

"Is it Kakiki Middle-School? Or..."

Oishi Syuichirou glanced at Fuji Syusuke who was smiling softly there.

"It's Fudomine Middle-School!!"

Horio Dagami gestured there, "As the seniors said before, the school where Fuji's younger brother is attending."

"That school is simply extraordinary!!"

The two little ones beside him also nodded quickly,

"Every game is a big advantage of 5 to 0, 3 to 0 to win the opponent, and not even a small point is given, and the game is 6 to 0."

"And their ministers didn't even make a move, so they easily got caught!!"

The chattering of the three little ones gradually calmed down the joyful emotions of the people who had just won the victory.

It was at this time that Inui Sadaharu also came back here with a notebook in his arms.

"I went to a Fudomine game."

"Compared with the previous Fudomine, the current Fudomine is a completely different person."

"The players are all new players. As far as the players currently playing are all sophomores.

"And I heard that this is only Fudomine's second echelon. In their first echelon, there are three third-year players including the captain and coach, and a first-year player like Ryoma."

"Although none of them played, it is conceivable that they are very strong."

As soon as Inui Sadaharu finished speaking, Momoshiro Takeshi immediately raised his hand.

"We also met that first-year student yesterday, who seems to be called Kintarou Tooyama, who transferred from Kansai to Fudomine."

He told what happened last night,

"From what he said, each of their official players has a number, and they are all arranged from top to bottom according to their strength.

"He is ranked third, and Senior Fuji's younger brother is said to be only ranked sixth."

When mentioning his younger brother, Fuji Syusuke's smile also slightly restrained.

In the next match, I will also face Yuta.

Two brothers, stand opposite each other...

"Does the opposing team have a first-year player like Ryoma?"

Next to Seigaku's team, Saori Shiba, a magazine reporter, was also surprised.

"Well, and the other party also seems to be very powerful."

Ryūzaki Sakura next to him also recalled the ball at Kaki no Kizaka Park, and couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"In other words, the opponent didn't show their true strength in the previous competition, did they?!"

Oishi Syuichirou's complexion was a little dignified.

"That's right, and even the second echelon, their strength is not generally strong."

Inui Sadaharu slowly flipped through the information in his hand,

"There are powerful serve players who can knock people down with a single ball, and there are also interceptor players who are extremely fast and have a lot of physical strength."

"Kakigi Middle-School's main player Kiichi Kuki was also forfeited by a sophomore with two goals. The opponent used a spin serve similar to Ryoma's external spin serve."

"Same as Echizen..."

The others all looked down at the only freshman in their team.

I saw the latter wearing a net racquet and slightly lowering his hat.

"And the most critical person on the other side is the head of the tennis department, who also serves as the tennis coach, the third-year captain, Xu Feizhi."

Inui Sadaharu said slowly, "It is said that he was the main person involved in the Fudomine violence incident last year. Later, for various reasons, he was only given the punishment of [School Probation] and was not expelled."

"It's also worth mentioning that he is also recognized as the biggest villain in Fudomine's entire school. He also beat up third-year seniors before."

"But after he took over the tennis department, it made Fudomine stronger than before."

~~~

After listening to Inui Sadaharu's words, the three little ones gasped slightly.

In this way, the strength of the opponent cannot be underestimated.

Especially that bad identity always makes people feel a little distressed.

Playing with a group of people like that, really, wouldn't it hurt?!

Well, it seems that someone has already been injured, serve beat him to a faint, and the main general Kuki Takaichi was also beaten to 3.4 hundred powers~~~

It feels like it's dangerous!!

"I think the final will be a tough fight."

Oishi Syuichirou said with a serious expression, and Kikumaru next to him also nodded repeatedly.

"I really don't know what kind of ball they will play against such an opponent... Fuji, aren't you worried about your brother?!"

"Yuta should be doing well now~"

Fuji Syusuke still responded with a smile, "And my sister often went there to observe, if the style of the game is good, you don't need to worry too much~"

He still has a certain degree of confidence in his younger brother's perception of right and wrong.

"Seigaku won't pay attention to such a newly formed team!!"

Seeing the solemn expressions of the seniors, Horio God couldn't help but started to perform his exercises again.

"Even if they are strong, we will be even stronger, and we will definitely beat them!"

He was there excited and eloquent.

"Hey, Horio..."

Sheng Lang next to him couldn't help but pushed his shoulder, reminding him in a low voice.

"Just let me finish!!"

Horio God didn't care, just folded his hands on his chest, and continued to point Jiang Shandao passionately there:

"We Seigaku, how could we lose to that kind of non-seed of unknown origin? And after the violent incident, a poorly formed team?!!"

"Stop talking, just take a look!!"

Shengxiong on the side was also on the verge of crying out of fright.

"What, it's noisy, you!!"

Horio the Great God turned his head impatiently, and the minister

The restless emotions stopped abruptly in an instant.

"No no no no.………"

He stuttered, his eyes full of horror, looking at the three big characters printed on the black and red team uniform.

"Fudomine?!!"

I saw that behind him, the black-clothed celestial group happened to pass by.

A group of oppressive men stood there. .