Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

Chapter 484 : Metamorphosis

The current Fuji Syusuke, after entering the U-17 training camp in Japan after training.

Whether it is strength, technique, or physical strength, he is far from comparable to the original book.

Especially physical strength.

You know, the Japanese U-17 training camp is based on the best of three rules of the World Cup to train players.

Only after seven matches, with Fuji Syusuke’s physical strength, it shouldn’t have become such a very unbearable appearance.

But in the match just now, the pressure on Fuji Syusuke from the hand was too great.

The heavy pressure pressed on Fuji Syusuke’s body like a mountain, making him completely breathless.

“Fuji, have you stopped here?”

Seeing Fuji Syusuke looking helpless at this moment, the hand slowly furrowed his brows.

“Haha, did you disappoint, Shoujia.”

Fuji Syusuke raised his head to look at the hand, and forced a smile on his face.

“Fuji, in your heart, who is the person you want to beat the most.”

Shoujia did not answer Fuji Syusuke’s words, but instead asked a somewhat inexplicable question.

“Shoujia, can you make it a little clearer?”

Fuji Syusuke said helplessly.

“Then let me ask you another way. The person you want to defeat the most is me, Yukimura, Atobe, or Youyun?”

Shoujia asked again.

“Woolen cloth …”

Hearing these words from the hand, Fuji Syusuke was stunned.

Who is the person he most wants to defeat in his heart?

Thinking about this question in his mind, Fuji Syusuke’s mind unconsciously showed the figure of the hand.

Why is it a handicraft?

One is that the strength of the hand is strong enough to be used as a beacon, constantly pushing Fuji Syusuke forward.

The second is because Fuji Syusuke has met his hand since he was a child.

Compared with others, Fuji Syusuke and his hand are the most familiar.

In the U-17 training camp in Japan, the two of them often team up and train together.

Under such circumstances, Fuji Syusuke naturally regarded his hand as his goal.

As for why not the stronger Youyun?

That’s because after seeing the U-17 World Cup, Fuji Syusuke knew that the gap between him and Youyun was like an insurmountable gap.

Therefore, Fuji Syusuke never had the idea of ​​defeating Youyun in his mind.

This is not Fuji Syusuke’s fear, or retreat.

It’s because, compared with the handicrafts, Atobe, Yukimura and others, Fuji Syusuke lacks the determination to win, and the firm belief.

After Guoyi lost to Youyun, Fuji Syusuke’s mentality changed a bit.

After seeing the world, he also had the desire to reach the top of the U-17 World Cup.

However, it is not enough to allow Fuji Syusuke to undergo a real transformation.

“Fuji, Youyun once said a word to me.

“The biggest factor restricting your strength is not your talent, but your mentality.”

“Youyun’s strength is too strong, it is completely impossible to defeat him, so you gave up chasing his back.

“The difference between Seigaku and Hyotei’s strength is too big. You think that even if you beat me, Seigaku can’t get rid of the defeat.”

“So, there is still a hint of thought in your subconscious that even if you lose to me here, it doesn’t matter.”

“If the score between Seigaku and Hyotei is now 2-2, as long as you beat me, Seigaku will be able to beat Hyotei.

“So, what would you do?”

Shoujia said a lot of things very rarely.

boom.

Fuji Syusuke’s mind exploded with a bang, and the whole person fell into a daze.

The hand glanced at Fuji Syusuke faintly, then turned around and walked towards the baseline on Hyotei’s side.

Next, the match came to the eighth round. This round of Seigaku’s serve round was served by Fuji Syusuke.

Fuji Syusuke walked back to his baseline in a muddled manner and sent the tennis ball to the opponent.

The hand raised the racquet in his hand and swiped it at the tennis ball.

boom.

boom.

boom.

After several rounds of attack.

There was a sound of hitting the ball, and the tennis Fuji Syusuke swept past the court and flew out of the court.

“0-15.

The referee reported the score.

For this ball, the hand did not use the limit of talent, but it was still very easy to get the score from Fuji Syusuke’s hand.

At this time, Fuji Syusuke seemed to be completely unresponsive.

Obviously, the current state of Fuji Syusuke is very wrong.

“Minister Fuji.”

At this time, the voices of Momoshiro Takeshi and others suddenly reached Fuji Syusuke’s ears.

Fuji Syusuke tilted his head and looked at Seigaku’s resting area.

What caught my eyes was Momoshiro Takeshi, Haitangxun and others with worried expressions.

“Hehe, my minister is really incompetent.

Fuji Syusuke smiled softly.

“Hands, let’s continue.”

When Fuji Syusuke met his hands once again, the chaos and confusion in his eyes had disappeared, and he was replaced by incomparable determination.

Now, Fuji Syusuke finally understands the responsibility of being a minister.

At the same time, he also understood what is the most important thing for a tennis player.

The unrelenting belief and the determination to never give up under any circumstances.

The match is still in progress.

Fuji Syusuke serve again.

boom.

boom.

Bang 2.5.

The sound of hitting the ball continued to sound on the court, and the two sides began a fierce fight again.

Looking at Fuji Syusuke, who had recovered, the whole body of the hand was also illuminated with a colorful light of the limit of brilliance.

“Eight ball.

boom.

boom,

boom.

After the eight-goal match.

boom.

The tennis ball flew past Fuji Syusuke’s footsteps and rushed out of the court.

“0-30.

Referee announces the score.

“The limit of talent is through activating the brain, simulating the process of match, and mastering the direction of match in one’s own hands.

Fuji Syusuke’s face was calm, and his heart quickly thought about the countermeasures.

“If this is the case, just think of a way not to let the hands predict my actions.”.

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