The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"Echizen—"

Why is this Taocheng guy shouting so loudly?I'm not dead yet!I'm afraid others don't know how embarrassing I am now, right?

Sitting up from the prone position like gnawing on tweed as if nothing happened, one hand casually rests on the bent knee.Putting on this relaxed and comfortable appearance like a picnic, I raised my eyes and looked at the opposite side, the corners of my mouth slightly curled up, "Hey~ there are two tricks~" The momentum is the most important thing!

However, my purely cover-up behavior seems to make the old man more angry.Just look at his livid face and the shape of his overturned mouth.The expressionless mask will be broken with a poke, but inside is a very emotional person~

"Tearing and powerful blow..." Minister Huang Mao from Chengcheng Shonan whispered.The name of the move that made me dizzy just now was called.

"The teacher is going to be angry~" Ruoren drawled his tone.

He glanced at the coach bench from the corner of his eyes, and sure enough, the sexy elder sister was standing upright, staring at Shencheng with wide-eyed eyes, her chest heaving violently.

"Lingzhi, why?" Her tone was filled with surprise and pain.

Really, the victim is me.Standing up, I felt a tingling pain on my face, touched it with my hand, and gasped immediately, "It hurts!"

"Ryoma-kun is injured!" "Ah—" "It seems serious!" "Master Ryoma!" Tomoka Horio and the others yelled.It's just a small bruise, don't exaggerate.

"Is Kamijou using this serve for us to enter the national competition, or is Echizen Ryoma a player of that level?" I have to say, after all, he is a minister.As soon as he spoke with his arms folded in such a serious manner, the ball rose to an incomparably legitimate and noble altitude.

"The game is suspended! Qingxue players, please change to a new racket as soon as possible." The referee raised his hand on the high platform.

Picking up the racket, I looked at the hole on it, and then at the guy on the opposite side who had regained his composure.He glanced at me as if he was looking at something dead, then turned and walked away.

"Echizen's racket was pierced!" "That guy's serve is so good?!" "What an incredible guy." The seniors discussed in low voices.

"This kind of technology has never appeared in the data of Reiji Kamishiro." Do an objective analysis.

"Technology? That?" Kawamura looked at Qian suspiciously, "It looks like it's just strength."

"The posture of the body when serving the ball, the operation of the joints of the whole body when hitting the ball, and the control of the ball during the phantom mist. These cannot be accomplished by strength alone." Gan explained in detail, "It also needs to go through precise calculations."

"In other words, that goal is not as simple as it seems." Kikumaru concluded.

"It hurts." Sitting on the bench and covering my face with a towel, I couldn't help but hum softly.

"Does it hurt, Ryoma?" Mrs. Ryuzaki handed over the racket.

I stretched out my hand to take it as if nothing had happened, and I said stiffly as usual, "It's no big deal."

As he was arranging the line with his fingers, he heard Kamura, the coach on the opposite side, trying to restrain himself but couldn't hide his fierce voice, "Didn't we say it first, and the use of tearing power blows is forbidden! Why! Is it just to defeat Echizen Ryoma?!"

Taking a sip of water slowly, Shencheng's voice was cold and deep, "That kid, is it important to the teacher?"

"He has extraordinary talent! Don't go on like this!" Huacun looked at Shencheng with a tactful but firm tone.

Turning his head sharply, Shencheng stared at Huacun, Yanqing's eyes were icy cold, "For you, having one of the highest material is enough, teacher!"

With a firm posture, he thrust the drinking water can into the dazed Huacun's hand, and he walked onto the stage.

The corner of my mouth curled up, and I tidied up the strings in my hand, "Next, it will be more and more fun~"

Stepping onto the field, Mrs. Ryuzaki shouted worriedly behind her, "Be careful~" I know~

"Is Ryoma-kun okay?" "Well, it's worrying." "Won't it be broken by the ball if it goes on like this?"

"It must be fine!" Horio and the others opened their crow's mouths when they were stopped by Tomoka's shout, "Isn't it? Anyway, that's our Master Ryoma!"

Peng Xiang put his hands on his hips and said more and more proudly, "No one has ever been able to defeat Master Ryoma! Right, Sakura!"

Not hearing Sakurano's reaction, Pengxiang was immediately discouraged, and turned to shout at her, "Why are you not like Sakurano? Why are you still so calm! Master Ryoma is injured!"

Ying Nao's face turned red, and she muttered in a low voice, "Yeah, it's still far away."

"Huh~" Horio and the three looked at Sakura in admiration, "Well said~"

"The game will start again!"

As soon as the referee finished his announcement, Horio shouted, "It's that posture again!".

Excitedly looking at the opposite side, it really is a tearing and powerful blow, this time you have to look carefully!I grip the racket.

"Drink—" Amidst the low roar of a beast, Shencheng's ball brought a cold light in the air.

I clearly saw the moment it landed, and I raised my arms and swung the racket.But after the ball bounced off the ground, it drew an arc, bypassed the racket and hit my right cheek again.The strong momentum caused me to deflect and fall again.

"How could that serve be like this!" Dashi exclaimed.

"It was completely aimed at the little one!" Kikumaru angrily.

"This kind of ball is much more threatening to the face than Echizen's external rotation!" Qian frowned.

He was right, if I hadn't reacted quickly and dodged according to the ball every time, it would not have been as simple as a sassafras injury, I'm afraid it would have been bruised.Although the appearance of falling is a bit embarrassing...

"What's the matter, Echizen." Horio's voice was a little crying.You have a conscience.

"Ah, look at Ryoma-kun's face!"

Just as he got up, he was reminded by Sheng Lang, and without heeding the lesson, he stretched out his hand and touched the right cheek, "Hiss—" Fortunately, I was mentally prepared after the pain once.

"Damn it, it's that part again!" Pengxiang yelled.

"Bastard! Why are you serving the ball like that!" Taocheng also yelled.

"Obviously, the other party's purpose is to hurt his face." Fuji's voice was cold and without any warmth.

The main purpose is to hurt my face?That's right.Use this to destroy my concentration.After all, there are few people who can play calmly while being slapped in the face.Sadly, I happen to be one of those very few.I don't think there's anything to worry about with a face that's been worn thicker than a city wall by the old man on the court.

"Shencheng is really powerful! He actually hid such a trick!" Chengcheng Shonan was full of pride.

"Before Coach Huacun came, I saw Shencheng use this trick." Their minister said, "But it was banned by the teacher."

"Even if it's banned." "I'm still practicing secretly." The twins said.

"Such a powerful move, it seems that I will imitate Shencheng next time~" Ruoren put on a tearing and powerful attack posture, "Drink!"

"It's the first time I've seen such a powerful move." Kiriyama was puzzled, "Why did the teacher forbid Kamijou to use it?

"Why, it became a normal serve this time?" "Really!"

Guessing Shencheng's intentions, I just hit his serve back, and saw him put on a tearing and powerful blow again.It turned out to be to show me that he's not just serving the ball, but can use it anytime.Will this make me timid?Psychological warfare doesn't work against a veteran like me.

Throwing the racket from the left hand to the right hand, I heard the twins yelling, "Switch the racket to the right hand?!"

Now that you know where you're going to hit, you can't be beaten obediently.As soon as I took the shot, although it was a bit reluctant, I still intercepted the ball that bounced towards my right cheek.

"It's back!" Horio shouted excitedly.

This is just a stopgap measure, not a broken trick.Holding the racket tightly with both hands and hitting the incoming ball, I felt that Shencheng's offensive became more fierce.

"The real tearing power blow is about to begin."

Accompanied by Chengcheng Shonan's deep voice, behind the glasses, Huacun on the coach's bench widened his eyes in panic.