Net King Super Coach

127 You Are Taking Drugs!

Kamio's self-confidence and will have both improved.

Yes, I can’t let the coach down, I can’t let Tachibana kippei down, and Ishida Tetsu and Mori Chende have performed like this, how can I drag back, I am a man who wants to show off!!

He stood up abruptly, and his expression was a little shocked in an instant. He found that his physical strength had recovered. He simply waved his arm to judge, and his physical strength had recovered a lot. At least he could persist until the end of the game!

Kamio smiled, it seems that this is a matter of confidence, well, it must be so!

Zhou Rui looked at Kamio's actions, but he understood that this might be a boost to morale. This was not to restore physical strength out of thin air, but to help Kamio to unleash his potential. That is to say, Kamio still had so much physical strength, but because of him He thought that he had reached his limit, and his hands and feet were indeed weak, which caused him to lose his strength, but his body still contained strength, and he could still explode.

Boosting morale will stimulate this force to temporarily increase Kamio's upper limit of physical strength.

His current physical strength is enough to cast the Sonic Ball more than a dozen times and run with all his strength for a few minutes, but after that he will collapse on the ground and cannot move, at least he needs to cultivate for a while before he can move!

Net court all around.

Everyone was talking about this match, the match was extremely exciting, and they all noticed Kamio's persistence, but anyone could see that Kamio's physical strength was running low.

"It's a pity, I'm not strong enough!"

"There's no way around this, who made the other party's dynamic vision restrain Kamio too much!"

"Don't give up, let's continue to work hard, I believe he will be able to persist until the end of the game." These are the words of Fudomine's students, and as the voice sounded, cheers sounded at the same time.

"Kamio, come on!!"

"Hold on! Hold on!!"

Every voice is cheering from the heart, and they also agree with Kamio from the bottom of their hearts, hoping that he can win, and many neutral students and audiences also joined in.

The momentum was huge, making many people feel excited.

This is Yamabuki.

The old man listened to the discussion in his ear, and his smiling face showed a little relief. This kind of atmosphere is indeed very touching, but it's a pity that Kamio's physical strength can't hold it no matter what.

The victory in this game can only be won by Yamabuki, and then it will be Yakutsu's field. So far...the game is no longer suspenseful.

Hearing these voices, Akutsu looked a little impatient. It's just tennis, so there's nothing to be excited about. If he was on the court, why would he be as troublesome as Qianshi? It only takes a few minutes to make Kamio fall into despair.

Strong self-confidence and strong strength make him have no interest in tennis at all!!

I came here only because of the old man's plea.

The same is true for Seigaku, Momoshiro Takeshi said: "It would be a pity if it was just because of physical strength! Obviously Kamio can beat the opponent!"

Inui Sadaharu pushed his glasses, shook his head and said: "Sports competition is not fair, and physical strength is also a kind of strength. Insufficiency is insufficiency, and no one can do anything about it.

Momoshiro Takeshi said: "I understand, it's just a pity, it would be nice if his physical strength was stronger."

"But is it possible?" Inui Sadaharu shook his head, "Fudomine's foundation is still weak. If Zhou Rui spends more time in training, he will never lose the game because of this problem."1

He has been paying attention to Fudomine and knows Zhou Rui's training ability.

"Yeah, if he can join Fudomine one year in advance, it would be terrible!" Coach Ryūzaki said with some palpitations, she couldn't imagine that kind of situation, if Seigaku played against Fudomine who had been training for one year to reach the peak, it would be a kind of what's the situation.

"There are no accidents." Tezuka Kunimitsu said in a deep voice.

Internet court.

Qian Shi looked at the strong-eyed Kamio on the opposite side, and was also full of emotion, "Give up, your physical strength can't hold it anymore!"

Kamio laughed, "I haven't won yet, how could I give up!"

"Then it's over!" Qianshi's eyes became serious, he couldn't give up the game just because he agreed with Kamio, "I must win too, this is not a joke!"

Kamio didn't say anything, just picked up the tennis ball and threw it high.

Throwing high? Qianshi couldn't understand Kamio's actions. Could it be that he wanted to end the game quickly with a quick serve? This kind of thing can't be done! He ran towards the landing point of the tennis ball. The difference is that the sonic ball is sent out during the counterattack. His position is far away from the tennis ball, and the speed and reaction cannot keep up for a while.

And this kind of ball he has enough confidence to return.

But just as he ran over, the tennis ball fell to the ground and bounced!

Let Qianshi freeze in place for an instant, dumbfounded!

The surrounding students and companions are all eyeballs!

What the hell! The old man was roaring in his heart. He knew that it wasn't that Qianshi couldn't catch up with the ball, but that his physical strength had been exhausted so much that his speed had slowed down a lot. But this was what made him roar, Qianshi's physical strength It's a lot of consumption, but you Kamio didn't consume it, why can you still send out explosive balls!

Kamio moved his wrist and looked at Qianshi, "I said I didn't win, how could I give up!"

Qianshi was dumbfounded, he patted his forehead and rubbed his eyes, as if feeling dazzled, then looked at Kamio opposite him, "You..." Did you take medicine?!

He wanted to ask this sentence, but did not say it.

When Kamio walked off the stage just now, he still clearly remembered Kamio's tired expression, his exhausted footsteps, his heavy panting, the sweat all over the ground, that... so what the hell, what now? Now Nothing, breathing became lighter, footsteps became lighter, although the expression was still tired, but it could be seen that it was not as scary as before.

It's only a few seconds.

Did your coach give you medicine?

He couldn't believe his eyes. .

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