Tennis: In Hyotei, inheriting the miracle generation

"Bang--"

"Game, Fudomine, 1-1, serve change!"

"Bang--"

"Game, Hyotei, 2-1, switch!"

The figures of Kamio Akira and Shishido Ryo kept flashing back and forth on the court.

The two sides exchanged blows, with the score closely tied.

"What a fast running speed! Is this still within the range of junior high school students?"

"That guy seems to be one year younger than me?"

"How does the other party train on a daily basis?"

The more the fight went on, the more frightened Shishido Ryo became.

It’s clearly just a second-rate school that couldn’t make it to major competitions in previous years, but how could it have such a solid foundation?

No matter how you think about it, this doesn't make sense, right?

Thinking.

Shishido Ryo couldn't help but shout at the other person: "How come you can run so fast?"

"Why would a talented player like you settle for the obscure Fudo Peak?"

"..."

Kamio Akira was slightly stunned by Shishido Ryo's call.

this......

He doesn’t know either?

Shaking his head, Kamio Akira said hesitantly, "Why? At first, I just wanted to run ahead of others, so I started running. When I came to my senses, I became what you see now."

"How's that? Pretty cool, right?"

"As for why we chose to be at Fudo Peak? Your words are ambiguous. We at Fudo Peak are not a weak team!"

"The Hyotei guy."

"We, Fudomine, are now leading in the overall score!"

Want to get ahead of others?

What kind of reason is this?

"Cool? Hehe..."

"It's obviously lame!"

Shishido Ryo chuckled and hit the tennis ball back in response.

this moment.

Even though he was full of pride in his bones, he completely recognized Kamio Akira!

The same defensive counter-attacking player.

The opponent's defense range is in the backcourt, while his defense range is in the frontcourt!

The same persistence.

The opponent's obsession with running speed and your obsession with half-volley.

Even the other person's temperament is slightly similar to his.

Maybe this is the person with a similar soul to me in this world?

The same self, the same stubbornness.

The same vanity...

but.

I am very strong now, extremely strong, much stronger than anyone else!

I will never lose again!

"Bang--"

"Game, Hyotei, 3-1, switch!"

As the referee's voice sounded.

There was a burst of warm cheers from the audience!

"real or fake?"

"That Hyotei net player, just at the net... caught all the balls from the opponent?"

"Isn't this speed and reaction ability a little too exaggerated? Is this just the tip of the iceberg of Hyotei? You're telling me this is a potential regular? Are you kidding me?"

"Outrageous!"

"The player at the net and the player at the back court played against each other and gained an absolute advantage in speed?"

"..."

"Hiss! This is too exaggerated! Fudomine's defender's sonic bullet can already leave an afterimage. In this case, Hyotei's quasi-main pick can complete the chase and half-volley?"

"That guy..."

"Could it be Akutagawa Jiro, the net magician of Hyotei?"

In terms of universal rationality.

The net is an offensive position, and on the defensive end, you are definitely at a disadvantage.

But that's the case.

Facing Kamio Akira's sonic bomb, Shishido Ryo managed to intercept it.

This is not a "magic" volley.

what is this? !!

......

......

Coach seat.

Hinata Rin, who was paying attention to the situation of the game, couldn't help but smile when she saw this: "Kamio Akira is really fast..."

"But it's a very unfortunate coincidence."

"In order to defeat me, Shishido Ryo has been training in volleys and half-volleys against speed balls."

"really......"

"The Shishido Ryo who cut his hair is a brand new Shishido Ryo!"

talking.

Hinata Rin also glanced over and looked in the direction of Hyotei's reserve seat.

"Birchland!"

"Go warm up, this game should have a result soon."

"Yes!" Huadi nodded woodenly.

Because Atobe lost the bet, he obeyed Hinata Rin's orders unconditionally.

Half an hour later.

As the last ball bounced out of bounds, the referee announced the score at the right time.

"Bang--"

"Game, Hyotei, 6-4!"

"The doubles match was won by Hyotei Academy, with a total score of 6-4!"

competition is over.

Both sides came to the net and shook hands.

"There are winners and losers in a game. Your expression is really lame."

"I train three times as much as the regular players in Hyotei. It's not unfair for you to lose to me."

rare.

Shishido Ryo, who has a carefree personality, actually comforted the lost Kamio Akira at this moment.

However......

These comforting words fell into the ears of Kamio Akira.

But it made his eyes even angrier!

"What an arrogant tone! Is this Hyotei? Even though I lost, we, Fudomine, will never lose this match!"

"and......"

"Is it something to brag about that I train a lot? Everyone is the same. Isn't hard work the most basic thing for a tennis player?"

Kamio Akira frowned, said something, and then chose to leave.

Obviously.

Having lost the game, he didn't want to look at the opponent any more.

The other party is so arrogant!

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself and would smack the other person's stinky face!

"..."

"How am I arrogant? Wasn't I just comforting him?"

Shishido Ryo was completely confused. He muttered something and walked off the court.

On the side, seeing this situation, Hinata Rin couldn't help but rub his forehead helplessly.

The consolation of the victor?

Killing someone but also killing your heart?

"..."

"It has to be you, Shishido Ryo."

Silently giving Shishido Ryo a thumbs up in his heart, Hinata Rin was also busy handing the list of players for the singles match to the referee.

After a while.

The broadcast arrived as promised.

"The next match will be between Hyotei Academy and Fudomine Junior High School, a singles match of three."

"Please welcome Karaji from Hyotei and Shinji Ibu from Fudomine."

"Please both players come on stage as soon as possible. If you exceed the specified time, you will be automatically regarded as forfeiting."

Even though it's repeating the same work.

But through the broadcast sound.

obviously.

Everyone present noticed the excitement and enthusiasm in the host's tone.

Think about it.

The previous game was so entertaining that even the host, who had seen many competitions, felt his blood boiling.

......

......

"Minister, I'm sorry, I lost."

Kamio Akira, who was leaving the field, looked embarrassed and bowed his head to apologize to Tachibana Yoshihei in the coaching booth.

however.

Before Tachibana Jiping could respond.

Ibu Shinji, who was leaving the game nearby, took over the conversation without authorization: "It's no big deal. I will win it back for you. It doesn't matter who wins, right? Don't you think so? Kamio Akira?"