Shūji Tanegashima in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 41 : Tezuka et al

The next day.

A court in the Kanagawa area.

The two figures moved back and forth, hitting tennis balls.

One of them, wearing a black hat and a handsome and determined face, waved a racquet like a dragon, with a sturdy momentum swept out.

There was a sharp light flashing in his eyes, giving people a sense of oppression.

The other person is gentle and windy, with his feet on the right foot, and the timing of his swing is as good as professional.

The light purple hair was fluttering in the wind, brushing across the handsome cheeks, giving a feeling of being in harmony with nature.

The movements of these two people, as well as the breath on their bodies, made people unable to find any faults.

The black-haired boy raised his arms, and a small whirlwind was set off around the moment he waved.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball was thrown out by him, flying out in a hurricane.

opposite.

The handsome boy smiled gently: “Sanada, your swiftness is growing a little bit like the wind.”

As he said, there was a faint appreciation in his eyes, but he didn’t show any mercy when he shot, and he swung the racquet directly out of the tennis ball.

boom!

The tennis ball, which resembled a stormy wind, hit his racquet and bounced back.

The boy he called Sanada pressed down and said calmly, “Yukimura, your speed… also a lot faster.”

With that said, he pretended to be everything.

Snapped.

The tennis ball is like autumn wind sweeping the leaves, gently falling in front of the opposite net.

Opposite, Yukimura gave a faint smile, and quickly stepped forward to pick up the tennis ball.

Huh!

Yukimura raised her head gently, her light purple eyes covered by a line of sight.

black…

Only in the next moment, Sanada reversed his body, forming a vortex of flames.

boom!

The vortex dissipated, and his arm slammed into the tennis ball.

boom!

The heated tennis ball fell like a heavy cannon.

Upon seeing this, Yukimura’s eyes flashed with solemnity.

The opponent’s Fenglinshan Mountain, he was afraid of two tricks, one of which was this aggression.

In terms of power, it is amazing, like a flame overflowing from a sword mountain and a sea of ​​flames, which can easily scorch and scorch.

only…

tread!

Yukimura stepped on her feet, lifted her jacket lightly, and intercepted the tennis ball sideways.

The other hand also quickly caught up.

Opposite, Sanada’s expression suddenly changed. His aggression was fierce, and his speed was first-rate, and ordinary people couldn’t react as much. But… the opponent was Yukimura, and he wouldn’t be too surprised to be able to do this.

boom!

Yukimura caught the ball with both hands. At that moment, his pupils shrank, and only felt the heat from the friction of the tennis ball and the racket net sweeping in, and a drop of sweat was secreted from his forehead.

But at that moment, he hit out with both hands.

boom!

The tennis ball that wanted to prop up the racquet into a fishing net shot directly back, through Sanada, and landed on the baseline.

Boom!

When Sanada heard the dullness behind him, his face sank, then he converged and turned into a wry smile, “Yukimura, you won again.”

In another word, it can be seen that he lost to Yukimura many times.

“In a little while, you will be almost like me.”

Yukimura smiled, like the big brother next door.

Hearing this, Sanada nodded, but disapproved.

Similar to Yukimura? To be honest, he feels that Yukimura didn’t go all out just now, and he…has been forced to show all his cards, so he is really embarrassed.

The gap is clear at a glance, and Sanada also knows himself.

The two have been close friends since childhood, and Sanada knows that Yukimura’s strength is indistinguishable, and the gentle and gentle words are nothing more than modesty, more just to comfort him.

Of course, Sanada is not unacceptable.

At the same time, the two of them are also the first and second geniuses in the Kanagawa area, and are influential figures in elementary school.

Seiichi Yukimura, Sanada Genichiro.

The doubles of the two of them dominated the elementary school tennis in Kanagawa, and they have never failed since their debut.

The two fought for a while and then rested.

Yukimura drank the water, put it down, glanced at Sanada who was sitting down, and smiled and said, “Sanada, are you interested in going to Tokyo?”

“Why are you going?”

Sanada was startled.

“National competition.”

The corners of Yukimura’s mouth curled up slightly, “Go?”

“Are you talking about the national competition for junior high school students?” Sanada asked puzzled: “But we don’t have tickets?”

“Do not…”

However, Yukimura shook his head slightly and said, “Today is the final. You can enter without a vote.”

There are more spectators in the finals than semi-final, which is not unreasonable.

The main reason is that there are no tickets, and the seats have more than five digits.

And this year’s junior high school students are all well-known figures in Japan. How can you miss the collision of these people?

“Okay, let’s go!”

Sanada was itchy and hard to grasp, nodded hard.

…..

Tokyo.

Many famous junior high school students gathered here and walked into the final court.

Such as the original Kyushu duo, Tachibana kippei and Chitose Senri.

And Fuji Syusuke, a famous genius in the Kanto region.

Soon after, a young man with thirty or seven bangs came. He was wearing a white shirt and carrying a tennis bag. His complexion was very serious, extremely serious, even reaching the level of facial paralysis and iceberg.

Tezuka Kunimitsu.

He pushed his glasses and walked into this holy place for junior high school students.

The moment he walked in, Sanada and Yukimura also came.

“Tezuka?”

Yukimura, who was talking and laughing with Sanada, saw Tezuka’s back, and suddenly she was surprised on her face.

Huh!

Yukimura’s face changed slightly, and he looked at Sanada quickly.

At this moment, the other party’s expression was extremely gloomy, and the fierce aura on his body was constantly rolling, seeming to be agitated.

“It seems that he has not yet emerged from the shadow of that match…”

Yukimura shook her head slightly.

call!

As the breeze blew, Sanada gradually calmed down, and his face was calm and he said, “Yukimura, let’s go in.”

With that said, he walked in.

Yukimura was startled, and then there was a hint of appreciation on her handsome face.

After the opponent lost to Tezuka, his xinxing improved.

His thoughts receded and followed Sanada in.

Atobe is the last to come.

He gracefully stroked the purple-gray hair that had just been washed…and then walked in. *