I'm in Prince of Tennis, Fengshen Fuji

Chapter 161 Ten goals in a row! Shock the audience [3]

“You eight shoot together!”

“Yes! Boss!”

With the order from the strong man, even eight people blasted the ball to Fuji.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

There was a sharp break through the air, and eight yellow awns shot out from the grass.

And every ball is powerful, and the speed is more than 200km/h.

At this time, in the small black house, Kurobe, Saito, and Tsuge Ryūji stared at the monitoring screen.

In their opinion, the eight-ball Fuji should not be able to catch it!

After all, eight balls represent the level of court No. 1.

However, reality is destined to disappoint them.

I saw that the elegant figure of Fuji in the middle of the trail waved in the air.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

In an instant, the eight figures appeared.

The racquet in the hands of every figure just happened to receive a tennis ball.

Then, accompanied by the swing of racquet.

All eight tennis balls were fought back by Fuji.

“Eight balls!”

When you want!

The boss of Kurobe, Saito, and Tsuge Ryūji.

This kid can even hit back at the same time with eight balls.

“This one called Fuji Syusuke is a bit scary!”

Tsuge Ryūji smashed his mouth.

At this moment, he didn’t know how to describe his mood at the moment, and finally only said this sentence.

Eight balls!

Looking at their entire U17 training camp, there are only so few people who can do it in 03.

At the age of twelve, Fuji オ was able to hit eight goals in a row.

“It’s really scary!”

Saito was also a little slapped.

He really couldn’t imagine how Fuji’s age could achieve eight goals without systematic training.

Apart from other things, Fuji alone is enough to rank among the number one court.

Because the level of the No. 1 court is only eight goals.

After the shock, Saito soon looked at Kurobe: “It seems that Fuji has lived up to your expectations!”

“Let it down?”

Who knows, Kurobe laughed: “It is far beyond my expectations!”

Kurobe’s original expectation was five goals, but he never thought that Fuji could return eight goals at the same time.

Even Kurobe didn’t expect it.

But this also proved that his original vision was right.

Fuji is indeed a genius, but a super genius.

“But then again, Fuji can easily return with eight goals. Can he also return with nine goals at the same time?”

At this moment, Tsuge Ryūji suddenly spoke.

Hearing that, Saito’s face was also stiff, and he immediately looked at the elegant figure in the picture.

“Nine balls should be, it shouldn’t work!”

Saito said no, but his heart was raised at this moment.

Nine goals are almost at the level of the Second Army.

If Fuji really did it, then he would be terrible.

You know, even these high school students in their U17 training camp, no more than 20 people can return nine goals at the same time!

At this time, in the grass outside the U17 training camp.

These ten people were dumbfounded.

You can hit back with eight goals.

Is this kid really a middle school student?

“Boss, do you want to add more?”

The person who asked the question before spoke again.

This person is already numb at the moment, and the middle school student who hit back eight balls at the same time is still a national one, even if they are not in the U17 training camp.

It’s not that there are no eight-balls at the same time in the training camp, but at Fuji’s age, there are no eight-balls at the same time.

Even if it is Ghost Brother and Byodoin Temple, they feel that they will never be able to return eight goals at the same time at this age.

Fuji was the first person he met.

The strong man gritted his teeth and said, “Go on, grandma! Labor and management don’t believe that this kid can even hit back with nine goals!”

Nine shots.

Suddenly, nine yellow awns shot out from the grass and swept towards Fuji from all directions.

“Is it nine goals this time?”

Looking at the nine balls that came flying, Fuji smiled faintly.

Immediately, he stepped on the ground behind him with his right foot, his eyes fixed on the trajectory of the nine balls.

Swing out.

Puff! Bang! Bang!

There was a sharp hit of the ball.

Immediately afterwards, all nine tennis balls were hit back by Fuji without fail.

“I am he!

At this time, inside the small black room.

Kurobe, Saito, and Tsuge Ryūji looked at this scene, directly dumbfounded.

Nine ball?

Is this kid a monster?

The twelve-year-old grade returned nine goals?

There is no such freak in their U17 history.

“Hey! Kurobe!”

At this moment, Saito suddenly said, “I remember you arranged ten people there, right?”

“Ten people were arranged!”

Kurobe nodded, and immediately asked curiously: “You ask me what this is for?”

“What do you say?”

Saito asked with a smile.

Seeing Saito like this, Kurobe understood it instantly, and then looked at the monitoring screen.

“Ten balls should be impossible!”

Ten balls.

This is the standard of the First Army.

If Fuji can really do it, it means that with this hand alone, Fuji can already squeeze into the ranks.

From the standpoint of the coach, Kurobe naturally hopes that the stronger Fuji is, the better, but for Fuji, Kurobe is somewhat amazed.

No one!

It’s really because it’s too shocking to hit ten goals in a row at Fuji’s age.

Although there are some people in their training camp who can do it, they are all members of the army, and everyone has reached the age of 17.

If Fuji can complete it, then he will have to re-examine Fuji’s talent.

Thinking of this, Kurobe looked at the monitoring screen again.

Saito and Tsuge Ryūji are the same.

There is ambition and expectation in the look!

******

At this moment, in the grass outside U17, the leader of this group is the strong man, and the whole person is directly stunned.

Not only him, but the other nine people also had expressions of horror.

As if seeing a monster.

“Hey Boss!”

At this time, the man who spoke before spoke again.

But this time, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the strong man.

“Shoot together!”

Together, there are ten people.

And ten people mean ten balls.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Ten people shot.

In an instant, ten tennis balls shot out.

“Does it increase again?

Fuji on the trail smiled slightly: “But it’s still the same!”

brush!

With his eyes condensed slightly, Fuji shot out immediately.

When you want!

Nine afterimages appeared from behind Fuji, and a total of ten with him.

Immediately afterwards, Fuji cast his gaze and locked the place where the tennis ball flew out before.

A dark smile flashed through that deep gaze.

“I have been attacked so many times by you, these ten balls should be regarded as my reward!”

The moment the sound fell, Fuji’s racquet waved out.

Puff!

Puff!

Ten yellow awns shot out from Fuji’s racquet, went straight back the same way, and smashed into the grass.

“what!

“what!”

Suddenly, a tragic sound resounded.

“go!

In the darkness, the burly man got up from the ground, glanced at Fuji with a little frightened look, then waved his big hand and quickly left with the other nine people.

The 713 woods also restored the peace of the past.

“Is this going away?”

Fuji smiled faintly, and then he inserted racquet into the tennis bag behind him, and then moved on.

Inside the little black room, Saito couldn’t believe it: “This kid actually managed to hit ten goals in a row!”

genius?

Do not!

This is an evildoer.

Without systematic training, and simply practicing on his own, he has achieved a 10-ball combo that only the first army can do!

What is it if this is not an evildoer?

“It’s more than that, and I killed these ten guys!”

Kurobe sat there and said.

At this moment, his eyes are full of appreciation.

At the age of twelve, he made ten shots. Looking at the history of their U17 training camp, Fuji is the only one.

“This may be a genius!”

Tsuge Ryūji didn’t know how to describe Fuji, but in the end he could only describe it as a genius.

“genius?”

Saito gave Tsuge Ryūji a weird look: “You can hit ten balls in a row at the age of twelve. This can only be done with genius?”

“Indeed! The geniuses are a bit shameful of Fuji’s talent!”

Tsuge Ryūji said so.

At this time, Kurobe said, “I was worried that Fuji would be embarrassed by those guys after entering the U17 training camp. Now it seems that I should be more worried about them!”

Although I don’t know what level of Fuji’s strength has reached, he can complete ten goals in a row.

With such strength, let alone the people in the courts below, even the guys in the number one court can’t ask for good fruit!

Thinking of these, Kurobe also activated the button.

Suddenly, the iron gate of the training camp opened to the sides.

The breeze hit Fuji’s short chestnut hair.

Lifting his foot, Fuji finally stepped into the gate of U17. .