The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"Qingxue vs. Bingdi, the second singles match officially begins!"

When the smiling Bu Er was playing the tennis ball and preparing to serve, the guy named Ci Lang on the opposite side was still blindfolded and pulling the curls on his head.

"Cut! Do you want to fight, that bastard!" Haitang, who was watching the battle, pouted angrily.

"If it's always like that, Fuji-senpai will win easily~" Taocheng looked relaxed.

"No." Gan held up the glasses frame solemnly, "That guy defeated Fuji Yuta's Hyotei main election within fifteen minutes, so don't be careless."

"It's a one-set decision, and Qingxue can't wait to serve!"

"Occasionally, be serious?" I twirled the ball in my hand slightly, and in my suddenly widened eyes, my blue eyes froze, and I flicked the ball.

"What, what is this!?" "Fuer seldom serves this kind of serve!" Oishi Kikumaru's eyes widened.

"Idiot, do you want to score with this soft ball?" Tao Zitou looked disdainful.

"Cirou! Wake up!" Atobe suddenly yelled as he rushed to the field.

"Huh?" Curly was bewildered.

"That serve, it's going to disappear~" Fuji slightly opened his blue eyes and smiled.

Ci Lang's sleepy eyes suddenly became as wide as copper coins, and he slapped him violently, and the swing was empty.At that moment, whether it was me or Atobe on the opposite side, the expressions must have looked like idiots.Because the ball suddenly disappeared before our eyes.

As if the clear flute sound came from the distant bamboo forest, the fox's brown hair moved automatically without wind. "Disappeared." Under the brushing brown hair, his lips moved slightly.

The sound of the ball hitting the ground quietly sounded behind the dumbfounded Cilang.

"Really?" "Just now, it disappeared, right?" "En. Disappeared!" The three of Horio opened their mouths.

"Eiji, did you see the serve just now?" Oishi widened his eyes.

"No." Kikumaru's voice sounded like sleepwalking.

"Oh..." Gan, Taocheng, Haitang was dumbfounded.

The Minister crossed his arms, his appearance remained the same, but he always felt that his face was more serious than usual.

"En~ not bad~" Despite the sweat dripping down his face, he still had to put on airs.How many backhands did this dead demon fox keep?It's really chilling down the spine, and the cold is blowing!

"Referee." Amidst the dead silence, the thick baritone voice of Superintendent Bingdi suddenly sounded.

"Scared?" The referee was a little distracted.

"It's okay, it's within the boundaries." This uncle is not an ordinary person.

"Ah..." The referee finally came back to his senses, "[-]-[-]!"

"Catch me another ball." Flicking his hands, Bu Er threw the same upward serve.

Ci Lang on the opposite side opened his piercing eyes, his eyes were focused, and he seemed to be awake.Looking at the incoming ball, his eyes narrowed first, then widened in surprise, and he swung violently, and then swung empty again.

"Disappeared again!" "What's going on!" "No way! It will disappear!" The audience seemed to wake up like a dream.

This time I finally figured it out with my extraordinary dynamic vision and rich knowledge of tennis (Author: Don't blow the leather!).The perfect serve is a tricky underhand chip.The key is to use the front end of the racket to slice the ball, and to change the point of impact of the ball by rotating the hand before hitting it.This way, the ball suddenly accelerates and changes direction as it hits the opponent, making it appear as if it just disappeared.

"Really! It's amazing! Did you see that just now!" Cirou suddenly turned his head and looked at Atobe with a beaming face, the expression on his face was like a gluttonous child who suddenly saw a candy house, "Just now! Just now of!"

Atobe's eyebrows were raised one high and the other low, and his helpless expression was like a mother who can't help a naughty boy.

"Hey, hey! Atobe! That guy is amazing! I'm so excited!" The guy named Jiro excitedly ran to Atobe on the sidelines, clenching his fists and stomping his feet to express his admiration for the eloquence of the demon fox. Affection.

"That, didn't I tell you?" Atobe sighed.

"You must have said it when I was asleep~" Cirou twisted his body in reluctance like twisting his hips.I finally understand what it means that a mountain is higher than a mountain—this guy's ability to act like a baby is as good as Kikumaru.

"Hey, you, hurry back to your position." The referee reminded this forgetful guy.

"Okay, let's go!" He clenched his fists and ran back to the arena happily.

"Jiro, this fellow seems to be fully awake." Shido smiled with his hips on his hips.

"Well," Atobe put his arms around his chest and closed his eyes, and couldn't help smiling, "It's going to be lively."

"I'm so sorry——" Cilang ran to the opposite side and bowed at ninety degrees to the one who was waiting for him. The demeanor of a child makes one unable to get angry.

Unexpectedly, there was no smile on Fuji's face.

"But it's really amazing, how could there be such a serve!" Amid Cilang's sincere flattery, Fuji raised his hand and sent out the third serve that disappeared.

"Fight back before it disappears!" Cilang's feet were faster than his mouth. "Okay!" He rushed to the position where the ball had just landed, raised his hand and swung the racket, and at the same time as the racket was swung away, the ball suddenly disappeared.The sound of the ball landing softly came from behind him.

Cilang's face was stupefied at first, and then turned into extremely excited in an instant, "Wow—" He clenched his fists and beat his knees fiercely, "It's a pity! Almost!" This is also a guy who really likes tennis. think.

Jiro's racket finally hit the fourth serve, but because he was completely confused about the direction of the ball, he swung it into a home run.

"Qingxue wins, the number of rounds is [-]-[-], and the field is exchanged!"

"It's really amazing! It's great! I want to hit it back!" That Cilang was still dancing there, completely immersed in his own world, "Okay! Another ball!" Holding the racket with both hands, he made a gesture of catching the ball, looking He turned to the opposite side, but found that there was no one there, "Huh?"

"Hey! You! The venue has been changed!" The referee reminded again.

"Ah?" The guy blushed and scratched his head, "What a shame~"

"Hahaha—" The audience was also amused by him.

"Really, we are more ashamed than him!" Shido closed his eyes and spread his hands.

"Forget it, that fellow Cilang is already on fire." The pirated man smiled.

"That's it, right, Atobe." Momoko nodded with relief.

"Maybe." Atobe smiled helplessly again.

Judging by their expressions, this little fat sheep is not so easy to deal with?

"Hey, Ryoma." Fuji's voice suddenly sounded softly in front of me.

"What's the matter?" I looked back at Buer standing in front of me.

"You are there, see clearly?" He smiled and looked at me.

Sitting up straight, I put my hands on the pillow in front of my eyes to make a telescope, squinting my eyes, "It's clear, looking forward to the follow-up."

"That's good." The demon fox smiled even more strangely.

The telescope followed his back towards the arena, and my eyes were sharp and focused.

The author has something to say:

I decided not to write one chapter a day, but to write at my own pace, so that when I write about the competition, I will post it faster, and some original plots may be slower.Thanks again to the enthusiastic readers, without your support, I am afraid I would not be able to persevere. After all, I did not expect to write such a long article for the first time, and I always feel that it is a rewrite, but every time I want to open a new pit, your support. It will make my conscience realize that I still made up my mind not to open a new one until it is completed.However, when will this article be finished? Even if it is written until the protagonist goes abroad like the animation, it is only halfway through a long road...