Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tennis balls came and went on both sides of the court.

"Hang the net, 0-40."

"out, GAME, 0-1, Yamabuki takes the lead."

Soon, two goals in succession were lost due to Kamidai Aoi's mistakes.

One was a ball that should have passed just above the net, but was stopped by the shaking net.

One was a ball hitting the corner line, and it went out again.

"It's a break of serve, Qianshi's serve is broken, and the next game is Qianshi's serve game. With Tiger Cannon here, it will most likely be stable."

"Come on Qianshi, win this game!"

“Victory with a thousand stones, victory with a thousand stones!”

..

Oshitari's brows were furrowed, this round was too strange.

"Atobe, what's going on with Kamishiro? An opponent of Sengoku Kiyosumi's strength shouldn't last more than five minutes in his hands. How could he lose the serve round?"

Only people like them from Hyotei who have played with Kamidai Sora can understand the terrifying sense of oppression when facing Kamishiro Sora.

Even if Kamidai Ao didn't use the Eighth Wind God Turn, a skill like Wind Whisper and just relying on the basic serve to return the ball would leave them in a mess.

Their proud skills were like an ordinary return ball in front of Kamidai Aoi.

It was cracked easily.

After so many days, they have never seen anyone get a point from Kamidai Aoi.

Including Atobe.

However, Sengoku Kiyosumi, who was clearly not a national level player, was able to win an entire game at the hands of Kamishiro Ao.

How is this possible?

Atobe shook his head.

"I don't know what Cang wants to do. The shots he played today are too weird. They are all extremely extreme shots."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Atobe's mind, but he couldn't catch it.

At the end of the round, the two sides exchange places.

Sengoku Kiyosumi has a relaxed smile on her face, she is so lucky today.

But when he walked past Mr. Ban, he stopped him.

"Qianshi, what do you think of your opponent?"

Sengoku Kiyosumi twisted his neck and wiped the sweat with the cuff of his short sleeves, and said confidently:

"Banlao, don't worry. I'm very lucky today and I will definitely be able to win successfully."

The smile on Banlao's face faded, and he opened his eyes and looked closely at Sengoku Kiyosumi.

Banlao's sudden seriousness made Sengoku Kiyosumi nervous.

I don’t know what I did wrong to make my always kind companion become so serious.

"Qianshi, do you think you are tired now?"

Sengoku Kiyosumi's body stiffened suddenly.

tired?

Indeed, I didn't notice it when I was playing ball just now.

Now that I stopped, I felt that the clothes on my body were soaked with sweat.

He has just played a round now, even if his physical strength is not very good.

But it wouldn't be like this just after playing a game.

Sengoku Kiyosumi turned his head and glanced at Kamishiro Ao who was already standing in the field waiting.

When he just passed by him, he remembered that there wasn't a drop of sweat on that man's body.

Why does this happen?

Seeing Sengoku Kiyosumi lost in thought, Banlao closed his eyes again.

"Qianshi, you will gain a lot from this game, go ahead."

Sengoku Kiyosumi returned to the venue confused, not understanding what Banlao meant by these nonsense.

But for him now, winning this game is the most important thing.

Sengoku Kiyosumi threw the ball into the air and jumped up himself.

Ryūzaki Sakurano: "That guy from Yamabuki jumped so high. What does he want to do?"

This is no longer a serve posture, it is simply a smash.

Inui Sadaharu stopped writing and turned the notebook to the page where the information about Yamabuki Middle-School was recorded.

"That's Sengoku Kiyosumi's exclusive serving technique, the Tiger Cannon."

Kosakada Tomoka: "Tiger cannon?"

Inui Sadaharu: "Well, using the strength of a small stature to the limit, hitting the ball down at the highest point, and breaking through the opponent's midfield in the shortest distance is the serve equivalent of a smash."

Sakurano and Tomoka looked at each other.

However, Tomoka has blind confidence in Kamishiro Aoi.

"Whether it's a tiger cannon or a cat cannon, it's no match for God!"

Tomoka's words caused dissatisfaction among the Yamabuki people.

"That little girl, what are you talking about? That's Tiger Cannon! Senshi-senpai's signature skill."

"That ball from Hyotei will never be able to catch it."

"With the speed of the Tiger Cannon, you can't see the path of the ball at all."

.....

While people outside the court were talking about it, Sengoku Kiyosumi jumped into the air and dunked the tennis ball down in one row.

The tennis ball turned into a ray of orange light and hit Kamidai Ao's half of the court directly.

Sengoku Kiyosumi's eyes are full of confidence. In his third year of junior high school, he relied on this trick to be selected for the Japan National Youth Team.

But before he landed from the air, a figure appeared in the midfield, intercepted the tiger cannon, and hit it back without any effort.

What's even more incredible is that the power on the Tiger Cannon has been completely neutralized.

The tennis ball started walking the tightrope on top of the net, and finally landed precariously on Kamishiro Ao's side.

"0-15"

The referee quickly announced the score.

Kamishiro Ao tapped his racquet on the back.

"Yeah, yeah, Senshi-kun is so lucky."

Sengoku Kiyosumi stared intently at Kamishiro Aoi who was chuckling. This guy actually hit back my Tiger Cannon on the first ball!

Kosakada Tomoka jumped up excitedly.

"Master Shenming is so handsome. What a tiger cannon, Master Shenming can easily fight back."

Yamabuki's expressions turned ugly, but fortunately Kamiyo Ao's goal was still missed.

Give them room to refute.

"What's the use of catching it, have you scored? I can still catch the ball from a professional player!"

The game in the field continued, and Sengoku Kiyosumi used the Tiger Cannon again without believing in evil.

But the result remained unchanged, as Kamidai Aoi received it steadily and then hit it onto the net.

"0-30"

"0-40"

"GAME, 0-2, Yamabuki leads."

Sengoku Kiyosumi panted heavily, and large beads of sweat flowed from his head and dripped to the ground.

Kamidai Aoi on the opposite side acted like a normal person.

It seemed like it wasn't him who had just lost two games, but Sengoku Kiyosumi.

There was silence.

Now, no matter how stupid a person is, they can detect that something is wrong.

Keep hitting back. Let them understand. After all, there are indeed some magical skills. Using spin can prevent other people's balls from passing the net.

However, all of Kamishiro Aoi's returns rolled on the net for a certain distance before falling into his own court.

This was obviously what Kamidai Cang did deliberately.

But why would he do this?

"I see."

Atobe's voice attracted the attention of those around him.

"Have you noticed that from the beginning to now, Qianshi has never scored points on his own, all the points have been lost by Cang."

"Cang is testing how lucky Qianshi is."

"He never attacked from the beginning, and all the shots he hit were the kind of shots that could result in points being lost as long as other factors slightly affected it."

"The ball that hits the baseline, the ball that flies over the net, and the ball that hits the net."

After Atobe reminded him, others also discovered that something was wrong.

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