Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

Chapter 79 : White Whale

The last round is the serve round of Fuji Syusuke.

boom.

“0-15.

boom.

“0-30.

boom.

“0-40. ”

“Is going to lose? Sure enough, he is really strong. I am not his opponent at all. The hand is right. Maybe before, my vision was still too small.”

One day before school started, Fuji Syusuke suddenly found him~.

“Shoujia, it’s really surprising. You rarely come to me on the initiative. What is the result of the youth tennis match? With your strength, you should have won the championship.,

Fuji Syusuke looked at Kunimitsu who had suddenly arrived, and was a little surprised-said.

Kunimitsu was just silent, and did not respond to Fuji Syusuke’s words.

“What’s wrong, did you lose, who is your opponent?”

Seeing Kunimitsu’s performance, Fuji Syusuke immediately guessed something and asked a little surprised.

“Fuji, when I get to junior high, I’m going to transfer to Hyotei.”

The hand still did not answer Fuji Syusuke’s question, but said such a sentence.

“What? You are going to Ice Water Emperor. Haven’t you already decided to join Seigaku? What happened?”

Hearing these words, his slightly squinted eyes opened unconsciously, revealing his icy blue eyes, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable surprise.

“It’s nothing, Fuji, do you want to go to Hyotei with me, maybe there is more suitable for us than Seigaku.”

The handist Kunimitsu avoided this problem and invited Fuji Syusuke instead.

“Go to Hyotei? Let me forget it. My brother Yuta has decided to enroll in junior high school in Seigaku next year. If I’m not here, he will be the only one here. I’m really a little worried.”

After the surprise, Fuji Syusuke’s eyes closed again, and the gentle smile that had always been on his face reappeared on his face, and he refused to refuse the invitation of the hand.

As for Kunimitsu’s appearance, obviously he didn’t tell his thoughts about the matter, and Fuji Syusuke didn’t ask any more questions.

“Is that so.”

Fuji Syusuke’s answer was within Kunimitsu’s expectations.

“Then I will go first.

Shoujia Kunimitsu turned around and prepared to leave.

“Also, Fuji.”

Kunimitsu’s footsteps stopped.

“Huh? Is there anything else? Shoujia.”

Fuji Syusuke asked with some confusion.

“Maybe, this world is much bigger than we thought.”

After finishing talking, Kunimitsu left here without staying.

When Kunimitsu’s figure disappeared from his sight, Fuji Syusuke opened his eyes again, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

“Shoujia, what have you experienced in the youth tennis match?,

Since then, Fuji Syusuke has always had such a doubt in his mind.

Knowing that in the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, after listening to Inui Sadaharu’s explanation, he understood what happened.

Kunimitsu was defeated by a man named Kazami Youyun, and he was defeated by a score of 0 to 6. When he heard the news, Fuji Syusuke was shocked.

He has known Shoujia Kunimitsu for so long, and he is very clear about the strength of Shoujia. It is a realm far beyond the average person of the same age, and the word tian nitsu is completely inadequate to describe the hand.

Fuji Syusuke really can’t believe that with his strength, one day he will be defeated by a man of his age 0-6.

However, the fact is in front of him, and Fuji Syusuke has to believe it.

“Shoujia, did you feel that way at the time.”

No matter how hard I try, I can’t change this doomed result.

Facing this kind of strength gap that can only make people psychologically desperate, Fuji Syusuke has gradually lost the desire to resist.

Fuji Syusuke’s eyes were slightly dazed, and the arm holding racquet couldn’t help but let go.

Suddenly, the back of Kunimitsu when he left flashed through his mind.

“The reason why you went to Hyotei, in addition to wanting to get better results, is also because of him.”

A gleam of light flashed in Fuji Syusuke’s eyes.

“Since you have persisted, then I can’t give up either.”

Raising his arm, Fuji Syusuke swung the racquet hard to hit the flying tennis ball.

boom.

The tennis ball didn’t land, but rushed directly towards Youyun’s door.

“As expected of Fuji Syusuke, it didn’t disappoint me.

Watching the tennis ball flying towards her own face, Youyun stood still, motionless.

“Youyun.

Seeing Youyun standing still and neither evading nor fighting back, Mukahi Gakuto and others in the Hyotei rest area exclaimed.

…For flowers…

Even Atobe and Shoujia couldn’t help frowning, wondering what Youyun was thinking.

Whoosh.

A whistling wind sounded, and the tennis ball rose sharply when it was about to hit Youyun and flew to the sky. After crossing Youyun, the tennis ball began to drop in height and landed on the baseline behind Youyun.

“White Whale.”

Fuji Syusuke’s voice rang from the court.

Pipyridine.

After the tennis ball lands, it spins frantically, bringing up a burst of harsh friction, bounces off the ground, flies into the court, and points directly at the back of Youyun’s head.

boom.

Outside the doctor, he raised racquet and stopped the tennis ball flying past his cheek, racquet slightly to the side.

The tennis ball bounced from the racquet landed accurately on the sideline of the Fuji Syusuke court and flew out of the court.

“Competition, the match is over, the score is 6-0, Hyotei won.”

Referee froze for a while, and then announced the result of the match.

“Very gorgeous and powerful skills, if the action is simpler, it would be great.

Yi Yun said.

“It’s useless for you, isn’t it, but thank you for your suggestion.”

A smile appeared on Fuji Syusuke’s face, as if the failure of the match in this round had no effect on him.

Although Fuji Syusuke lost this game, his gorgeous skills still opened the eyes of many spectators.

“Seigaku’s genius, Fuji Syusuke, really deserves his reputation. Although he lost, it was because the opponent he faced was too strong.”

Inoue Mamoru put away his camera, he had already captured the move Fuji Syusuke had just used White Whale with the camera, and then his eyes fell on Youyun again.

“Kazami Youyun, the entire Kanto, and even the Japanese middle school tennis world, can anyone really stop him?”

The two turned around and went back to their rest area.

“Hey.”

Ryūzaki Jin couldn’t help sighing.

At the end of this match, Seigaku was finally defeated by Hyotei again, and since this was the first round of the Kanto Tournament, he would have to play five rounds regardless of victory or defeat.

This time Seigaku will be worse than when he met Hyotei at the Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament. Dry,