The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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In fact, I spend the same amount of time coding every day.But recently, it seems that my brain is exhausted. Sometimes I can't write many words for several hours, and the update is delayed.Feel sorry.All I can say is, I will work hard. . .

"Hey!" The ball hit the ground like a cannonball, flying away from the helpless Kikumaru.

"Huh~" The corner of his mouth raised, Atobu picked up the orange juice, and brought the straw to his lips, "Huadi is still the same, serving so hard."

"If you can't catch the ball, it's useless to dance the ball~" Under the parasol on the left, Tao Zitou spoke out.

"But if you catch the ball, you might break your hand." The man with the reverse hat at the same table said in a sympathetic tone.

As if to confirm his words, on the court, Kikumaru, who was struggling to catch the ball, dropped his racket and made a crisp "click" when it landed.

"Eiji..." On the table on the right, Oishi breathed out.

"As expected of Huadi, the strength is still so strong." Kawamura worried, "Will it end like this?"

"Is that so?" I hummed softly.They underestimated you too, Kikumaru-senpai.

"Annoying!" When it was Kikumaru's turn to serve, he frowned and focused his eyes, "Then, how about this?!"

Swing the racket to serve, and then, holding the racket tightly with both hands, Kikumaru leaped forward.Serve to the net!

"No way, Eiji!" Kawamura exclaimed, "To intercept Kawachi's ball at such a short distance, it's too crazy!"

Almost at the same time, with full strength, the ball with a strong airflow roared towards Kikumaru.

"Drink!" Yu Yue flew forward, Ju Wan swung his arm, and the ball turned into a streamer and smashed into the opponent's field.

Taking advantage of the trend, Kikumaru flexibly squats halfway, looking at the opposite side with shining cat eyes, "Hey~"

"Great, Eiji!" Oishi applauded loudly.

Next, Kikumaru, who played the dance shot to the fullest, quickly won the round.

"In this round, Qingxue Kikumaru won, and the number of rounds was tied [-]-[-]."

"Yeah—" On the field, Kikumaru had made a "V" sign of victory in advance, "Huadi's ball isn't that scary~"

The key is that the shorter holding part suppresses the impact.Ju Wan's mind is really flexible.Even if the holding part is shortened, it will not affect the performance of the dance style, and the technique is not blocked.

"That guy doesn't forget to pose even in the game." The man in the hat who watched the game next door commented.

"Tsk, it's really annoying!" Taozi pouted bitterly.

"Next is Huadi's serve." The pirate man said casually, "Should there be a counterattack~ Eh? What kind of action is that!" He suddenly widened his eyes.

Unbelievable expressions also appeared on the faces of the man in the hat and Tao Zitou.

On the field, Kikumaru held the racket with both hands, bowed his body in a sprint posture, and looked at the opposite side with piercing eyes, "I won't let you keep serving!"

This time, he finally caught Huadi's serve.

"He hit Huadi's serve with all his strength and forward momentum." The man in the hat sighed.

"It seems that he is preparing to win Huadi's serve." The pirated man obviously played a similar role among the Ice Empress players watching the game.

He gracefully put the tall glass in his hand to the side, and his own servant stepped forward to catch it with a tray, looked at Atobu of the court, put his hands around his chest and tilted his head, "Not bad, Qingxue~"

Resting my cheek on my hand, I glanced at him.To be honest, although I also feel that I am a bit annoying sometimes, shouldn't this guy be more annoying?

Shaking his hands and snapping his fingers, Atobe raised his voice, "Jump, Huadi~"

"Yes!" His eyes changed, and what Huadi did next surprised everyone.

The fish jumped up, and with a sound of "Drink!", Huadi swung his arm, and the ball flew past the wide-eyed Kikumaru.

Flipping forward, Huadi squatted halfway, "Bang!" and landed heavily.

While everyone was staring in surprise, he stood up and said foolishly, "He fought back."

"That guy can learn everything!" Even Tao Zitou was speechless.

Taking the new orange juice from the servant, Atobe glanced at me in protest, "Of course~"

"It feels like there are two Eiji." Oishi stammered as he watched the two of them compete in dance-style shots.

"En." Kawamura nodded, feeling sorry for him, "Huadi can learn the opponent's stunt immediately after seeing it, and he is a master of copying." He must have remembered the last time the wave ball battle was a lose-lose one.

"In other words, Kikumaru-senpai is fighting with himself right now." I said.

"Yeah, this match won't end so easily." Kawamura concluded.

Looking at the two on the field, I continued to speak, "If Kawachi can fully learn, this match will be overwhelmingly unfavorable to Kikumaru-senpai."

"Hey? What do you mean?" Kawamura was puzzled.

"It's still winking~" Beside him, Atobe smiled complacently.

"That's right!" Seeing that Kikumaru was at a disadvantage in the confrontation, Oishi suddenly realized, "It's about height!"

"Height?" Kawamura answered.

"Yes. Huadi is much higher than Eiji. If he and Eiji have the same technology, there will obviously be a gap in attack and defense range." Dashi explained.

That's right.However, the premise is if.If a short guy can do it, a tall guy can do it, a guy with my build would have been kicked off the playing field long ago.

"Infuriating!" Ju Wan jumped up from the ground and yelled at Hua Hua loudly, "It's so annoying to always follow me hey hey hey! Can't you be serious!"

On the opposite side, Huadi looked at him stupidly, and replied honestly, "Hey."

Kikumaru waved his fist angrily at him, "If this goes on, I won't be polite! Be careful!"

Huadi tilted her head again foolishly, "Hey?"

"Woo—" Kikumaru bared his teeth angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

On the field, the dance confrontation like looking into a mirror continued.

"That guy, Kikumaru, messed up his hands and feet." Tao Zitou snorted softly.

"No matter who it is, if the trick is imitated, it will be messed up." The pirated man's tone was relaxed.

"The skill I am proud of is so easy to be imitated, and the mental damage is also quite serious~" Atobu raised his mouth as he stared at Kikumaru who was panting on the field.

Can it really be completely imitated?I looked at the field without moving, and I didn't argue with him.Let the facts speak for themselves.

"In this case, look at my move!" Ju Wan soared into the sky, raising his arms and swinging his racket.

"Awesome! This jumping power is higher than Atao's blockbuster!" Kawamura exclaimed.

"Idiot, you jumped too high, Kikumaru!" Tao Zitou curled his lips in disdain, "In this way, Huadi can fight back without imitating." He is quite good at summing up experience and lessons.

"Hey!" Huadi caught the ball as expected, and slapped it towards Juwan's left foot.

"It's too messy, Eiji!"

Amid Oishi's high voice, Kikumaru swayed down, creating a overlapping image in the air, "It's a pity! See you next week at the show time!"

The ball flew past the stunned birch.

"That was just now..." "What is that..." "It's a lie..." The eyes of all the people watching were wide-eyed, and even Mobu was stunned.

"You can return the ball after jumping?!" Kawamura was surprised.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, Eiji!" After a while, Oishi clenched his fist.

"Aha~" Kikumaru looked back at us happily, "I originally wanted to save this for the finals~"

"Yo~ let's win this round~" Kikumaru, who held the racket with both hands, was full of spirits and completely regained his confidence.

"Changing direction in the air, it's still twice!" The man in the hat still had a face full of disbelief.

"What a mess of tennis!" Everyone could smell the sourness in Tao Zitou's voice.

"Huh~ Interesting!" After recovering, Atobe snapped his fingers again, "Jump! Huadi~"

"Yes!" In the stadium, the honest Huadi responded again, leaping up at the same time as Kikumaru.

"That's right! Huadi is a master copyer!" Tao Zitou became proud again.

I frowned.

High in the air, swaying down like a chrysanthemum ball, making such movements with such a tall and burly figure, Huadi does have his excellence, but this is also his limit.

Only a hair away, the ball failed to catch it, and Huadi fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

He got up with sweat all over his face, and on the opposite side, Kikumaru didn't care, and looked radiant, "Try to dance, Huadi!"

Even though he still had that stupid expression on his face, I seemed to see a little sadness and loss...

"What's wrong? Keep dancing, Huachi!" Atobe ordered.

"Enough." I couldn't help but say.

"Huh?" Regardless of Hyotei or Seigaku, everyone looking at the stadium turned their heads to look at me in surprise.

Maybe I'm a dog taking a mouse, meddling in my own business.Without looking at Atobe's face, I stared at Huachi's trembling calf muscles, "He's already cramp."

For such a tall person to make such dexterous movements, the burden must be several times higher than that of ordinary people.This guy Atobe only cares about his own comfort and never cares about other people's life or death!

"Hearing your tone, are you teaching me a lesson?" After a while, a deep voice came from beside him.

I'm just stating the truth!With my hand on my cheek, I gave him a tacit consent with an attitude of indifference.

The atmosphere on the sidelines suddenly calmed down.

On the other side of the field, the fight was also coming to an end.

"[-]% chance of being on the left."

"The probability on the right is [-]%."

Resisting Hiji's ferocious eagle-claw pounce with accurate positioning, he muttered words dryly.

"The game is over, [-]-[-]. The two sides shake hands."

"It's a pity that there was no winner, but it was a meaningful game." Across the net, Gan Xiangzhiji stretched out his hand.

Without reaching out, Hiji tilted his head, "What are you trying to say. If you continue, I will definitely win!"

Gan smiled, "According to your data during the competition, it can be accurately calculated that you are a person who trains with weights."

Hiji was visibly taken aback.

"Don't admire me too much." While talking to himself, his hand was still stretched out.

Reaching out hesitantly, Riji finally held Gan's hand, "It's good that you know." While looking up, Riji's eyes changed, and he raised Gan's wrist, "What is this?!"

"Ah, this is the wristband." Gan explained unhurriedly, "Recently, my body has become lighter. Bring something to adjust the weight."

Staring dumbfounded at the high protruding wristband that obviously hides a large lead block, Riji murmured, "Bring something? Could it be..."

Regardless of etiquette, he grabbed the slightly bloated sweatshirt on the opposite side and lifted it up, revealing a thick jacket.

"By the way," Old God Gan looked at Riji who was stunned again, "the iron in this jacket is twelve kilograms."

In this way, you can still finish twelve rounds. If you do this, you can definitely participate in the Ironman competition...

"Okay, let's talk about the players for the next match." Dashi announced.

"Wait a minute~" Atobe who had been silent all this time suddenly said.

Everyone looked at him puzzled.

"You can't play tennis if you're hungry, right?" He stood up, brushed his bangs habitually, and looked up at the scorching sun in the sky. "I'll entertain everyone for lunch."