I'm in Prince of Tennis, Fengshen Fuji

Chapter 292 Third stop! Shitenhouji【1)

Time flies, and it has been five days since Fuji came here unknowingly.

In these five days, except for eating and sleeping, Fuji was basically here for the rest of the time, using the different dimensions of Okayama Oku to refine his own strength.

After these five days of tempering, Fuji’s attainments in power have also been greatly improved, even if it is a random shot, it has quite amazing power.

Although the progress is not small, Fuji knows that there is still some distance from Dacheng.

Just like he was tempering his momentum in Makinofuji, even though the intensity of the momentum has increased a lot at the beginning, it still hasn’t reached the limit.

Fuji at this moment feels this way.

However, although there is still the profound meaning of power that has been thoroughly developed into this predecessor, Fuji can clearly feel that it is very close.

If you compare Dacheng’s power to one hundred points, then he is now about ninety points.

There is still a huge gap.

This is like a kind of spiritual practice. The deeper you practice, the more you can feel it.

Therefore, during the following period, Fuji also devoted himself to practice.

one day!

Two days!

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

However, when the time came to the eighth day, a strange feeling swept through the whole body.

In the next moment, Fuji also swung his racket out, and the racquet in his hand slashed on the tennis ball like a saber.

Puff!

With a bang, the tennis ball shot out like thunder.

It was directly from that person’s forehead that flashed away and hit the ground heavily.

Taste!

A ball hits the ground and the ground cracks open directly.

From Fuji’s perspective, it is obvious that the ground is split like a spider web.

“It’s done!”

Fuji’s eyes were happy.

It lasted eight days, and finally it was thoroughly practiced.

But Fuji did not stop, and continued to attack the man.

While fighting, feeling yourself.

The feeling that is completely different from before, especially the manipulation of force, has reached a point where one wishes.

That comes from several times the explosive power of oneself, as if it was easy to come by.

This feeling is simply not too cool.

With another shot, Fuji also stopped.

Immediately afterwards, he nodded slightly towards the opposite figure: “Thanks! Senior!”

After speaking, Fuji retired from the different dimension space.

After Fuji left, the slightly older figure on the court gave a faint smile.

“Have you practiced so quickly? What a terrible little guy 々,!”

Outside the stele, Fuji felt himself.

Fuji felt that if he could use one word to describe him, it would be a matter of great importance.

It means that even the smallest force can burst out with great power.

Fuji at this moment feels this way.

And different from the previous few days that deliberately copying オ can burst out formidable power, now he has almost reached the point of arbitrary control of power.

It’s just as easy as I said before.

After a sigh of relief, Fuji stood up.

From this senior of Okayama Oku, he has already learned it, so naturally he has to leave.

At this moment, a loud noise came from Okayama Oku’s tennis club.

Fuji turned around and saw a group of people rushing into the Okayama Olympic Tennis Club.

At the head was a strong man, followed by seven or eight people.

The current head of the Okayama Olympic Tennis Club saw this person, his face suddenly changed, and then he asked, “Kitamura! What are you here for?”

Kitamura, also known as Kitamura Kazuno, is the head of the tennis club of the Tahara Middle-School next door to Okayama Okayama.

After hearing the other party’s question, he immediately smiled and said, “What do you do? I’ll see it! Of course, it’s the trouble. Oni Jujirou has already fouled out from the middle school, and now no one can protect you. !”

Hearing this, Okayama Oku’s expression suddenly changed: “You fellow!”

In front of the stone monument, Fuji looked at the group of people with frivolous eyebrows. It turned out that he was here to make trouble.

Thinking that he had a good relationship with the ghost, Fuji also walked over.

On the other side, looking at the ugly face of the other party, Kitamura gave a playful smile, and immediately waved his big hand: “Hit me!

“Yes!”

Several men stood up, lifted the racquet in their hands, and hit a ball.

call out!

call out!

Five yellow lights shot out from the delay Biao.

However, when he was about to hit Okayama’s Okayama players, a fierce yellow light broke out of the air.

Although it was just one ball, he blocked the five balls at the same time.

Bang bang bang!

There was a crisp hitting sound, and then all five tennis balls fell to the ground.

“who?”

Kitamura’s face changed, and then he looked in the direction where the ball came from before.

There, a handsome figure walked towards here.

The boy walked slowly, and finally stopped when he was ten meters away from the opponent, and then chuckled softly: “Fuji Syusuke!”

“Fuji Syusuke?”

In an instant, everyone in Harada Middle-School, including Kitamura, changed.

Minister of Seigaku?

Fuji Syusuke?

Half an hour later, these people lay on the ground in random directions.

Fuji inserted racquet into the bag behind him, and then smiled at these people lying on the ground: “Should I ask you to leave?”

“go !!”

Kitamura, the minister of Harada Middle-School hurriedly got up from the ground, and then led the people under him and ran away dingy.

“Thanks! Fuji, if it weren’t for you, we would have suffered!”

The Minister of Okayama Oku thanked Fuji.

“It’s nothing, it’s easy!”

Fuji chuckled, “After all, I have some friendship with your former minister Oni Jujiro!

“Well!

The minister of Okayama Oku was a little surprised that Fuji knew their former minister ghost.

Looking at the other person’s somewhat surprised expression, Fuji also smiled: “Okay! The matter has been resolved, so I have to go too!”

“Also try to improve your own strength! After all, those guys may not come back again in the future. This time I will solve it for you, and next time I have to rely on you!”

Hearing this, Okayama Oku’s minister also looked down, and then said firmly toward Fuji:

“Um!”

Fuji smiled and nodded, even if he left.

Naturally, the next stop is Shitenhouji, Osaka, which is also the third stop of Fuji’s trip.

From the words left by the predecessor of Makinofuji, Fuji mastered the power, and from the words left by the predecessor of Okayama Oku, Fuji mastered the power.

Therefore, Fuji is also very curious about the words left by Shitenhouji’s predecessor, and what he can learn from those words.

With this thought, after Fuji left Okayama Oku, he embarked on a journey to Shitenhouji.

々It will!”

Shitenhouji, as a university prefecture in Osaka, is also one of the strongest in Kansai.

In the past, Shitenhouji was always overwhelmed by Makinofuji, but the Byodoin foul out took away a large part of the main force, which also weakened Makinofuji’s overall strength and was surpassed by Shitenhouji.

In the Kansai Tournament in July this year, Shitenhouji defeated Makinofuji 3-1 absolutely.

In terms of architectural style, Shitenhouji is also different from Middle-School schools in other countries in Japan, resembling temple-like buildings.

At the same time, the atmosphere of the whole school tends to be funny, not limited to students, even teachers.

The former Maori was in this school (with money). Perhaps because he was not used to the hilarious atmosphere of Shitenhouji, after the end of the country, Maori transferred to Rikkai University.

To some extent, this also reflects the uniqueness of Shitenhouji. Unless you can adapt to it, it is difficult to stay.

Hikaru Zaizen is an example. After entering Shitenhouji at the beginning, he was not used to it.

However, unlike Maori, Hikaru Zaizen did not transfer school, and gradually integrated into it afterwards.

Of course, Hikaru Zaizen’s personality is still the same as before, extremely cold.

As for Maori transferring to Rikkai University, part of the reason should be because I am not used to the hilarious atmosphere of Shitenhouji, and another part of the reason may be Maori’s character.

He is independent and does not participate in the training of the club, which also runs counter to the philosophy of Watanabe Xiu.

After all, Watanabe Xiu doesn’t like such lazy players.

At noon, outside the Shitenhouji school gate.

A teenager wearing a black jacket appeared here, carrying a racquet on his back, and the whole feeling of drinking out was indescribable.

The boy, Fuji, took a look at the temple-like institution in front of him, and even walked in.