The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"Chengcheng Shonan wins, [-]-[-] in the game!"

On the field, the two gave full play to their wonderful juggling skills and won another round like a bamboo shoot.

"Liar!" "How could it be..." Pengxiang and the others couldn't believe it.

"Great, let's end the competition in one breath!" Kiriyama posed the bodybuilding Poss.

"Yeah~" the little man responded.

"Damn it, I was beaten to pieces~" Horio shouted angrily.

"If there is a slight negligence in returning the ball, the opportunity will be seized immediately." Kawamura worried.

"Yes, if you don't find the opponent's weakness, you will be completely suppressed." Bu Er agreed, "It's a tough battle."

"Senior Qian, can't you find a trace of weakness?" Horio and the others looked at Qian.

"I haven't found it so far." Qian stared at the field, "Compared with this, there are more interesting things..."

That's right.I've been paying attention to that, too -- the subtle distortion of hand movements and the imperceptible look of pain on Daishi's face when he catches the ball.That look is shockingly familiar to me.

While watching anxiously, Dashi's ball slammed into the net and fell slowly to the ground.This scene is like stepping back in time.

"Chengcheng Shonan wins, [-]-[-] in rounds, swap venues!"

"I'm sorry, Eiji." Oishi raised his palm in front of his face.

"It's okay, don't take it to heart~" Kikumaru, who has always been aggressive, smiled and shook his hand at him.He must have discovered something too.

During the intermission, Kikumaru drank water as if nothing had happened, but glanced at Dashi from the corner of his eyes from time to time.On that right hand, a towel was covered.

The injury caused by the accident of helping a pregnant woman last time has not healed at all, so why are you so anxious to participate in the competition!Ever since he became the acting minister, he has been covering up his injuries during training, which has only added to the burden.

When the minister left, only Mrs. Ryuzaki and Oishi went to see him off.Although I don't know what promise Dashi made to the minister, there is no need to follow the example of that fool!The opponent will let go of your weakness so kindly?Everyone wants to be a tragic hero so much!

The clenched fist was suddenly warmly and firmly squeezed by a hand.Glancing to his side, Buer's blue eyes calmly looked ahead, his face was calm as always.If it weren't for the still warm touch on the back of my hand, I would have thought it was just an illusion.

My expression is so obvious that people feel that they need to be comforted.Pressing down on the brim of the hat, my heart suddenly felt much better.Even if there is a scene I don't want to see again, I will no longer face it alone.

"Does it hurt?" Kikumaru finally couldn't help it, and asked Dashi directly.

"Huh?" Dashi was taken aback, and the towel in his hand fell off, "Ah, of course it's all right." A smile appeared on the most easily fooled honest face.It's a pity that the redness and swelling on his wrist mercilessly exposed his lying to the face.

"Don't worry, I can do it. We forfeited the second doubles and lost, what if we don't win. It's not the first time for such a small injury. Let them see the strength of our golden combination!"

Looking at Oishi with firm eyes, Kikumaru let out a long breath and smiled, "That's right."

"Then let's go." Dashi stood up.Kikumaru tacitly followed.

Standing still in the field, Dashi looked at the opposite side with wise and firm eyes.He raised his left hand to serve.Ordinary actions, but attracted our full attention.

"What, what's the matter?" Pengxiang felt the unusual atmosphere.

"I, I don't know either." Sakura was puzzled.

Dashi's seemingly random tee shot aroused the audience's suspicion, "That's a backspin serve, what is he going to do?"

"Hmph, I'll show you!" Tongshan waved his racket nonchalantly.With a snap, the ball went out of bounds.

"Ha, I was a little negligent." He nonchalantly tapped his shoulder with his racket.

"What's going on?" "Although it was a very simple ball, the opponent didn't catch it well?" "It seems to have added spin to the ball?" Horio and the three looked at each other.

When Dashi was about to serve again, the short guy on the other side took a few steps forward.It seems that he is a little wary of Oishi's backspin serve.

An imperceptible light flashed in his eyes, and Dashi's serve aimed at the little one.

After the ball hit the ground, it bounced high, obviously not what that guy could get.

"Great, scored again!" "Well done, Oishi-senpai!" Horio and the others cheered for a while, then immediately turned to me and asked, "Ryoma-kun, what was the serve just now?"

"Spin serve." I answered briefly.

"Spin, spin serve?" Horio and the others still didn't know much about it.

"It's a vertical spin ball that is applied directly above. Because of the upward spin, when the ball hits the ground, it will bounce high." Gan took the trouble to explain whether Horio and the others understood.

Start off with the backspin serve to confuse the bigger guy, then the spin serve against the smaller guy.After all, Dashi was born as a top student, and he used his brain to play.

"Asshole! This time I'm going to show you how I return the ball and score!" The big Kiriyama obviously lacked patience.

"Here we come!" Dashi threw the ball high.Contrary to that yell, this serve is slow as a snail.

"Ah, it's too slow, eh—" Tongshan let out a loud growl in the drawn-out voice of impatience, "What a slow ball!"

He swung his racket vigorously, and the ball passed the side of Kikumaru, who was so frightened that he raised his arms and covered his head, and got stuck directly on the barbed wire wall.

"Okay." Dashi gave a low voice calmly.

"Out of bounds!" Amid the referee's announcement, Kiriyama angrily threw the racket in his hand to the ground.It's so easy to get irritable.

"Here we come!" Dashi was about to serve again, and the ball was thrown high.

The little man learned his lesson and took a few steps back.

With a soft "boom", the ball drew a small arc and deftly turned over the net.

"Ah?" Seeing the tennis ball rolling on the ground, the little one was dumbfounded.

"Qingxue wins this round, [-]-[-]!"

"Tch, I was tricked again!" The little man blushed angrily.

"Idiot, what are you doing, Xiang!" Kiriyama roared at him.

"It's great, I won a game in a blink of an eye!" "Senior Oishi is really amazing!" Horio and the others cheered loudly.

"It's really amazing, Oishi-senpai." I stared at the field and whispered softly.

Against the powerful Kiriyama, he used a slow ball to make him make mistakes, and against the short Ota, he made him a dilemma. It is indeed a brain.However, your wrist - is it almost at the limit?

"You can play tricks~" On the coach's bench, Huacun drawled his tone.

"Hmph, it's not just a beautiful smash that can score." Mrs. Ryuzaki finally felt complacent.

"However, this kind of little psychological warfare can't be done anymore, right?" Hua Cun's counterattack was very sharp.

"Oh? In that case, let's wait and see the result." Mrs. Ryuzaki closed her eyes.

"I think so too." Huacun narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed through his lenses.

"Oishi-senpai, Kikumaru-senpai, this is just the beginning." Leaning against the big tree, I folded my arms unconsciously, and covered my face with the brim of my hat.