My Tennis Treasure, Starting From Polk's Retention!

0068 Zero Seal Fudomine! Fake Monk in the Park! Echizen Nanjiro!

"Hyotei scores! Final score! 3-0!"

"Boom—

"Hyotei scores! End of game! Score 5-0!"

Accompanied by the sound of tennis balls hitting the ground in the court, the score board beside the court was also flipping non-stop.

5-0!

The eye-catching score at noon, for Ju Jiping and everyone on the Fudomine bench, was far more dazzling than the scorching sun above their heads.

Yoshihei Tachibana looks like Atobe Keigo when Kitagawa first entered the Hyotei Tennis Club.

Beneath his black hair and cropped head, the pressure brought by Kitagawa's strength made his cheeks full of sweat.

Can't resist!!

Can't resist!!

Even...he began to wonder if he could play tennis.

If we say that the previous self-doubt is more because I was frightened by Kitagawa's strength.

So now even if Ju Xing and the others try to encourage Ju Jiping, it probably won't have any effect.

Because in his mind, he had already determined that he was unable to defeat the young man in front of him with an aura of unparalleled genius.

"It's too miserable....... From the beginning to the end of the five rounds, Tachibana Yoshihira couldn't even hit a single ball! Is the gap between the national level and the national level so big?

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that this embarrassing person on the court was one of the former Kyushu duo!"

"I can only say that the direction of this game is expected, but it is also unexpected! It must be strong to beat Atobe Keigo, but it is so strong....Who would have thought?!"

"You said that Wang's strength will not be the number one in Chinese medicine?"

"It's really possible! But it's hard to say! After all, Seigaku's Tezuka Kunimitsu, Rikkai, and the "247" Big Three! Although the Kansai side has been overwhelmed by our Kanto over the years, there are also national players. ! After all, Kitagawa is a first-year student! Can he beat everyone?!"

"If you want me to say, it doesn't matter if he is the number one in the middle school or not! Take a step back and say, he is in the first grade now! Even if Hyotei loses this year, what about next year? Players who live in Kitagawa? Don’t look at the king Rikkai who is laughing happily now, after that, the national championship may be won by Hyotei Gakuen!”

"Makes sense!!"

The students from various schools who watched the game were discussing, and seemed to have lost interest in the result of the game.

It was only a matter of time before Kitagawa took the game.

Mamoru Inoue and Saori Shiba in the crowd kept taking pictures of Yoshihei Tachibana and Kitagawa in the court.

Mamoru Inoue is already preparing the cover title for the next Tennis Monthly!

In his eyes, the future will definitely become a tennis player that will shock the entire Japanese tennis world.

In contrast, Echizen Ryoma, which he had always been optimistic about, has been left farther and farther away.

Even if the opponent is also a genius, or even the legendary son, he doesn't think he can compare to Kitagawa.

This is a qualitative difference in tennis talent!

Inui Sadaharu, Fuji Syusuke, and Guanchu on the other side of the court had no intention of continuing to try to explore Kitagawa's strength.

Just because this is not the scope of strength that they can reach.

inside the court.

The referee has announced the start of the sixth inning.

But Tachibana Jiping didn't move or react for a long time, just rubbed the tennis ball in his hand and remained motionless.

The first serve timed out.

Second timeout penalty.

No matter how Ju Xing and the others yelled, Shi Jiping didn't even raise his head.

Until the non-stop penalty points, the score of the last game was completely ruined.

The referee looked in Tachibana Jiping's direction with pity. As a referee, he hadn't seen a young man beaten into such a depressed state on the court for a long time.

Shaking his head helplessly, he announced loudly to the audience:

"Singles No. 3 is over! The score is 6-0! The winner is Hyotei Gakuen—Kitagawa!!"

"The second round match between Fudomine Middle-School and Hyotei Gakuen is over! The total score is 3-0! Congratulations to Hyotei Gakuen for successfully advancing to the semi-finals! And qualifying for the Kanto Tournament!"

"Fudomine Middle-School will enter the defeat match!"

"above!"

After the referee announced the result, Kitagawa just glanced at Yoshihei Tachibana and walked back to Sean, the Hyotei player.

He just wanted to meet the opponent for a while in this game.

If it meets his expectations, the opponent may not be a good choice to introduce Germany.

But now it seems that the other party's state is really not good!

Although he knew that Tachibana Yoshihei had national-level strength, but because he accidentally injured his friend Chitose Senri, who was also a Kyushu duo, he subconsciously sealed his own strength.

Today's opponent is at best the top Kanto class that is close to the national level!

There is no original indomitable and tyrannical offensive style of play, only the flinching meaning of being easily defeated.

The current opponent does not meet Kitagawa's requirements.

"Let's go!"

Kitagawa who put away the racquet just said something lightly, then led Atobe Keigo and others towards the outside of the court.

At the iron gate of the competition court, the students from various schools standing around immediately retreated when they saw this, for fear that they would block the way of Kitagawa and others.

It wasn't until Kitagawa and others left that the students talked about leaving to watch other schools' games.

Guan Yue didn't know when he had left the crowd.

Fuji Syusuke and Inui Sadaharu looked at each other, and they were about to go back to Seigaku's game field when they saw Mamoru Inui on the other side, and they left together immediately.

And no one noticed.

In the shade of a tree outside the game court.

A short-cut middle-aged man wearing a sloppy monk's robe and clogs was holding a leaf of an unknown plant in his mouth. He watched the Hyotei people leave, with a strange forest in his eyes.

"The brats are getting more and more exaggerated..."

"At such a young age, everyone has grown up to this level!"

"Hey! If the brat has the same strength as this little guy... tsk tsk tsk..."

Echizen Nanjiro smacked his lips and muttered to himself.

Originally, he didn't want to come to this kind of capital conference.

As a legend who was only one game away from becoming the world's professional No. 1, this kind of game is as simple as a child playing with mud in his eyes.

But Ryūzaki Sumire insisted on letting him see the performance of Seigaku's selected players.

And a name was mentioned!

Kitagawa!

This guy of the same age who blew up his youngest son some time ago.

In order to cheer up his youngest son, he, as a father, has spent a lot of effort.

But seeing Kitagawa's performance in the court just now, he realized that what Ryūzaki Sumire said was a genius of the same age as his youngest son was more than just a genius.

What a.......little monster!!

After having lunch in the venue, Atobe Keigo and others rested for a while and were arranged by Kitagawa to train by themselves.

Although there are still two games in the afternoon.

The list of opponents for the first game has also come out.

Saint Rudolph Gakuen.

Kitagawa didn't care much about this team.

Although the strength of Minister Akazawa Yoshiro is also at the Kanto level, but the others are only about the level of the General Assembly level.

As for the manager Mizuki who uses data tennis as a weapon, and Fuji Syusuke's younger brother Fuji Yuta...

to be honest!

Kitagawa really doesn't like any of them.

To know.

In the field of data tennis!

Inui Sadaharu is a "smelly brother" at this stage.

Guan Yue's stats in tennis can't even be played by the opponent, so it is naturally even more insignificant.

And Fuji Yuta.......

To put it bluntly, he is just a younger brother looking for a sense of presence.

Since you feel that you are living under the halo of your brother, then just use your talent and strength to prove yourself!

Leave Seigaku and run to St. Rudolph Gakuen, find half-baked guys like Guan Yue to train yourself.

It is really incomprehensible!

Thinking to himself, Kitagawa also felt a little bored.

I just wanted to get up and walk around the competition venue, when I suddenly saw a suspicious "strange monk" quietly approaching a pair of female students.

He took a closer look and was a little surprised when he saw the other person's face.

It was him!!

Echizen Nanjiro!!

Although Kitagawa never met Echizen Nanjiro.

But since he received elite tennis training in Helen at the age of 8, he naturally needs to know every player who has had top influence in the world's tennis world!

Just talking about the basic skills training video of Helen's training camp is based on the videos of Echizen Nanjiro in many public competitions.

It can be said.

Even though the "fake monk" in front of him has retired for so many years, his name is still loud enough in today's world tennis world.

warrior!

If the opponent hadn't become a legend in the professional league, the Japanese tennis world would have left other countries far behind.

"Coach Sakakitaro, I'm going to do something private!"

"When the semi-finals start, you just take Atobe Keigo and the others to the game!"

Seeing that Kitagawa was speaking, Sakaki Taro got up and wanted to leave, so he quickly said, "Kitagawa, do you have any urgent matters, do you need help from me or Atobe?"

Kitagawa smiled: "No, it's just a small thing!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Echizen Nanjiro, who had been scolded as "perverted" by several girls.

In an open grass field in the park, Echizen Nanjiro was wiping the juice soda splashed on his monk robe, with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Nowadays little girls are really not cute at all!"

"Obviously the way to hold the racket is wrong, I, a former professional player, kindly pointed out and called me a pervert?!"

"Oh! Why can't it be wiped off! If that girl Nanako finds out, she must be nagging me again! What a headache!"

"It's all the old lady Ryūzaki's fault! Why do you want me to come here to watch some game! Damn it!"

Echizen Nanjiro muttered to himself, and sat down on the lawn. 0

"Tat-tat-tat-han

"The monk's robe is dirty? Tsk tsk tsk! If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that a tennis legend who had never lost in a professional tennis league and was only one step away from becoming the number one in the world..."

"To do such a thing in front of a junior high school student in a park!"

Hearing footsteps and playful words behind him, Echizen Nanjiro turned his head immediately.

He was also very surprised to see Kitagawa standing behind him with his pockets in his pocket.

But in the next second, he immediately stood up and sternly retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, kid! Have you seen the clothes I'm wearing? I'm a monk! How could it be possible to face those few people?

What are you doing, little sister!!"

Kitagawa raised the corner of his mouth and said leisurely: "Then it seems that you admit who you are, right? Echizen Nanjiro?"

Echizen Nanjiro knew immediately that he was recognized by Kitagawa.

He looked around Kitagawa with his hips akimbo.

"Little guy! Know me? When I was playing professional tennis, I guess you weren't even born yet!"

"I still have little fans of your age?"

"It seems that even if I am middle-aged and retired for so long... I am still very popular!"

Kitagawa could only roll his eyes in response to Echizen Nanjiro's "narcissistic" words.

"I used to play in Helen, Germany. At that time, I practiced basic skills based on the video of you in the game as a template. Besides, with your reputation, it is not unusual to know you.

matter!"

"It's you! It seems you already know who I am, right?"

Although Echizen Nanjiro didn't show much difference.

But when the other party saw him, a strange look subconsciously appeared in his eyes, and Kitagawa also had some guesses.

Echizen Nanjiro listened, touched his chin: "Helen... no wonder! Germany pursues the way of elite tennis, but I didn't expect to use my technical principle

type as the base finger!"

"Okay! You are so frank, I will tell you the truth! Indeed! I know your name! But I also heard it from the old woman Ryūzaki!"

"You kid bullied my son. As a father, I don't understand too much, do I?"

As he spoke, he leaned closer again.

"By the way, I'm curious! Since you were playing in Helen, why did you suddenly come to Japan? And you became the head of the tennis department!"

"You know, with your current strength, playing here is simply a waste of time and energy!"

"The champion of the Helen Cup should have been won, right? As far as I know! This year's U-17 World Cup has added the quota for junior high school students! The German U-17 didn't contact you? He

Are you willing to let you in Japan?"

Kitagawa tilted his head and looked at the other party, and said with a light smile: "I didn't seem to say that I'm not a member of the German U-17 team?"

"As a former professional player, I didn't expect you to know the news of the U-17 World Cup well...how? You have already planned to let Echizen Ryoma go

Japan U-17?"

"Three Mifūne Nyudō Three That old thing can see the current Echizen Ryoma?"

Echizen Minami 5.3ro is now more and more interested in Kitagawa.

"You have already joined the German U-17? You also know San Mifūne Nyudō San... Hahaha! I know it! If his old man knows your strength, how can it be possible

Not coming to you!"

"It seems that you rejected him! Is he very angry? Did he throw something?"

Kitagawa shook his head: "He came to the school to look for me, but I rejected him! But he is not qualified to throw things, so I asked the school security to throw him out!"

Echizen Nanjiro was stunned for a moment, but soon he grinned again: "Hahaha! Throw it out!! Oops!! If I knew it, I would have come to you earlier, and let you take a few photos

Piece! This old thing has such a miserable day!!”

Although as an old friend, Echizen Nanjiro is obviously the kind of person who is happy to embarrass his old friend.

His laughter also attracted the attention of many middle school students in the distance.

With the opponent's "wretched" appearance, Kitagawa suddenly felt that it was too shameful to stand beside the opponent.

As if he also felt strange eyes from all directions, Echizen Nanjiro stopped laughing and covered his face with his sleeve in embarrassment.

Kitagawa saw that the opponent had stopped, and asked, "So you are here to watch the Echizen Ryoma match?"

Echizen Nanjiro curled his lips: "Otherwise? I originally threw this kid to Seigaku, just to let him enjoy the fun of playing tennis! What a pity! I was hit by you! Now

I am becoming more and more persistent in winning and losing the game!"

"And! Seigaku has been getting worse and worse in the past two years! The old lady Ryūzaki doesn't know what to do! I have been a coach for so many years, and I am still the same way!"

As he spoke, there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

After all, seeing his son return to Japan for so long, not only did he not improve his strength, but he also failed to achieve his original intention.

How can he be satisfied?

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