The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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The narrator of this chapter is Kawamura - the protagonist - Kawamura.

"Ice Emperor!" "Ice Emperor!" "Ice Emperor!" Before the game, the audience had been filled with this huge sound wave, making people dizzy and dizzy.

"Kawamura, use the power you are proud of to defeat your opponent!" On the coach's bench, Ryuzaki-sensei gave me pre-battle instructions.

"Yes..." I turned around and I was about to play.

"Hey, Kawamura! Racket, racket!" Teacher Ryuzaki reminded.

"Ah!" Squeezing my empty hands, I ran back in a hurry, "I forgot..." I was still a little nervous.

He was about to take the racket from No Second Hand when he suddenly heard a lazy voice, "Kawamura-senpai~"

"Huh? What's the matter, Echizen?" I looked at him who was sitting on the pillow with his hands stretched out, and I knew who it was from the voice.

With his eyes closed, he spoke lightly, "You're the only one who can squeeze me out~"

There was a sudden silence all around.He opened his flaming amber eyes and stared straight at me, with a half-smile on his face, "If you don't let me see how powerful you are, I won't forgive you."

"En. I know!" As soon as I grabbed the racket, my mind cleared up a lot.

Thoughts go back to the evening sunset.

"Why quit? Please don't give up!" The boy's tears wet the ground drop by drop.

On the opposite side, Akutsu in white uniform spoke in a rare calm tone, "Taiichi, if your thin body targets me, it will kill your future possibilities."

"He is your future goal." Raising his arm, Akutsu pointed straight to the end of the road like a road sign.

In the dazzling setting sun, the young man with tightly closed lips walked slowly, the shadow of the brim of the hat covered most of his face, but the pair of amber eyes with flowing flames were clearly visible in the shadow.

I couldn't hear what they were saying in a low voice.After the conversation, Akutsu continued to walk forward, saw me behind the tree trunk, and said a little surprised, "Kawamura?"

The question that had been suppressed in my throat at that time suddenly blurted out, "Have you given up? Yakutsu!"

There are many players who want to play in this competition, but can't.I clenched the racket in my hand.

＊It’s really hard to be a bad person, especially when the person you bully looks at you with simple and innocent eyes, as if he is humbly accepting teaching, then you will feel a pang of conscience.Although it was to cheer him up, but being able to act so emotionally, could it be that I was born to be a bad guy?

"Listen up, Huadi~" Atobe hooked Dai Heizhu's neck with one hand at the side of the Hyodi stand, "Fix him within 15 minutes!"

"Yes!" Hua Di nodded in response, bending over and bowing his neck.

Look at that sinister smile... "Senior Taocheng ~ Huadi, what kind of player is he?"

"That's right, I heard you played street tennis with A Tao?" Kikumaru also looked at Taocheng.

"Although I've met him, I'm not very clear about it." Taocheng was thoughtful, "Anyway, you have also seen that his strength is amazing."

"A duel of strength?" Fuji said with a smile on the side, "If it's just a competition of strength, we won't lose."

"Great! Burn! Comeonbaby!" On the court, Kawamura, who was dancing his racket, was already on fire, "Come on! Let the horse come here! I will leave this place to my uncle! I will kill you kid!"

"It has appeared! Kawamura-senpai's frightening burning attack!" Horio and the others cheered loudly.

However, Huadi on the opposite side just tilted his head with a dull expression, like a big silly black bear.

"Say it without any reaction at all!" Thick lips widened his eyes.

"It's a one-set match, Qing Xue, Kawamura serve!"

While everyone was watching nervously, there was a sudden unscrupulous snoring sound from the Bingdi stand.With a helpless and wry smile on his face, standing at the feet of Atobu with his arms folded and his eyes closed, the curly hair lying on his stomach drooled in a round puddle.This sleep skill that can lie down immediately anytime and anywhere really makes me feel inferior.

"Take a trick from me! Serve the ball with flames!" As the name suggests, the powerful ball bouncing off the ground seems to have sparks.

"Xi—" Huadi's return was equally powerful.

"It's a lie, you can easily block Kawamura-senpai's fierce serve!" Horio and the others exclaimed loudly.

The batting of the two sides is a powerful ball, is it really a power showdown?Why does Huadi's eyes that seem to be a pool of stagnant water make people feel inappropriate?

"Huadi~ Miscellaneous fish will be dealt with earlier." Atobe by the stand shook his hands and snapped his fingers.

Huadi's ears twitched at the sound, and her eyes flashed like a devil terminator.Fuji's blue eyes suddenly opened, and all of us focused on that guy.

As if suddenly transformed into a Hulk, "Huh!" Huadi's strength and speed of returning the ball have obviously increased a lot.

"Great!" "Burning!" Kawamura held the racket with both hands and fought back vigorously.But from the sweat running down his face, it can be seen that he is struggling.It won't work like this.

On the court, Kawamura suddenly calmed down.He made a lunge with a short body, and raised his arm holding the racket back high. I was not the only one who was surprised by his posture.

"That's..." "Fudomine Ishida's ball return posture during the qualifying round!" "Waving ball?"

No, it's a little different. Kawamura put his left hand on the handle as well, so he is holding the racket with both hands.I breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, Aaron!" Dashi yelled, "The wave ball is a double-edged sword!"

"Drink!!" As if he had never heard of it, Kawamura's wave ball blasted towards the opposite side like a bomb, "I can't lose!"

Huadi's racket flew out in response to the ball.

"Comeonbaby!" Looking across, Kawamura put the racket on his shoulder.There is a big difference in personality between him not holding a racket and holding a racket.

"Amazing! Kawamura-senpai's wave ball!" Horio's voice changed his tune with excitement, "It's really amazing!"

"But, if you use that, won't it increase the burden on your wrist?" Katsuo said worriedly.

"No, look carefully." Fuji said with a smile, "Ishida of Fudo Peak uses one hand, but Aron's uses two hands..."

"This reduces the burden on the wrist and shoulders," Gan added. "However, it's not a swing ball."

"What do you mean?" Kikumaru was puzzled.

"Just like using data as a weapon, Aaron uses power as a weapon..." Kikumaru didn't understand at all with Fuji's explanation.

"Qingxue Kawamura wins, game count [-]-[-]!"

"Okay, just rely on the swing ball to win!" Horio and the others yelled.

Looking at the court, I recalled what Kawamura said to me after the first game, "The battle between you and Akutsu inspired me, Echizen. You and Akutsu gave me courage and strength." Why did he say to me These?On the court, Kawamura was also looking at me, what was he thinking?

＊Looking at Echizen, who was staring at me with his cheeks resting on the stands, my thoughts went back to that sunset day.

"Have you given up? Yakutsu!" The suppressed question blurted out.

"Kawamura~" With his back to me, Akutsu's voice was a bit ethereal, "As you said, tennis may not be boring."

"Yes!" I nodded excitedly.

"It's you!" Yajiujin suddenly raised his voice, suddenly turned his head and squinted at me, "You won't just be satisfied with letting the first-year kid charge forward, but hide yourself on the bench! Kawamura!"

"Ah..." Just as I was about to bow my head, Yakutsu's fist swung over without warning and hit me lightly on the face.

Withdrawing his hand, he still had the same ruthless face and deep voice with raised brows, and he said, "Don't lose."

Can't live up to their tennis!Right now, that's all I can think of.

"Qingxue Kawamura won, [-]-[-] in the game!"