Tennis: Big Man In Rikkai, Hands In Pockets

"The real purpose..."

Fuji murmured softly.

I quickly thought about Sanada's words in my mind.

He heard similar words more than once.

Find your true goal and let yourself understand why you want to play tennis.

Before that, Fuji had always used Tezuka as a benchmark, constantly aiming to get close to Tezuka's level and become as good a golfer as a player.

Apart from that, he couldn't think of any other reason that he must understand.

Unlike others, he regards tennis as the most important thing in life.

In Fuji's view, tennis is, after all, just a sport for entertainment and exercise.

So he can always stay calm during the game.

And I don’t have a strong obsession with winning or losing the game.

And now.

Fuji was constrained by this aspect of his own.

If it continues, according to Sanada, Fuji will have no choice but to admit defeat.

But how could a genius end so easily?

Just when everyone thought Fuji didn't understand these words in a short time, suddenly, Fuji's tennis began to change.

He started scoring.

"boom!!"

"Fuji,30-15."

"boom!!!"

"Fuji,40-15."

"boom!!!"

"This round was won by Fuji."

"3-3,"

The sudden tying score couldn't help but make the spectators present feel curious.

Is it possible that Fuji realized the true meaning of his game so quickly?

However.

Sanada, who was in the court, understood the difference immediately.

"Hmm...you are quite interesting."

Sanada felt a familiar feeling, turned to Fuji and said with a smile.

"There is no way to find the meaning of what you said in a short time, and if you want to counterattack quickly, this is the only way.

Fuji smiled slightly and didn't care at all.

The conversation between the two was like playing a riddle, successfully attracting the attention of the audience.

"What's going on?? What's wrong with Fuji-senpai? Why do you say that??"

Momoshiro Takeshi was in a daze, not understanding what was going on.

"Idiot, can't you see this? It's obvious that Senior Fuji has found another way to crack it.

Haitang glanced at him disdainfully.

"Of course I know, but what method can I find to get immediate and effective relief in such a short period of time??"

"Beacon."

Inui Sadaharu slowly uttered a sentence.

"Change road signs."

"Fuji has always used Tezuka as his benchmark, and his tennis level has naturally been controlled below Tezuka's level, focusing on being infinitely close to his opponents."

"In this case, if you want to raise your upper and lower limits in tennis, the fastest way is to change to a benchmark that is stronger than Tezuka, and constantly keep up with the new benchmark.

This will enable you to make the fastest and greatest progress. "

"For a talented person like Fuji, not taking the usual path is the fastest way."

Inui Sadaharu explained it roughly.

Everyone understands.

All I can say is that a genius is indeed a genius.

When everyone thinks it is impossible, there is often another unexpected solution.

And changing the beacon is a method that no one has thought of before.

As for who the "beacon" of change became from Tezuka.

The results are clear.

Except for Shen Liming, there is no one else.

This is enough reason to feel familiar.

"Use your divine power to resist my [Candle Dragon] and concentrate your mental power in a short period of time?"

"You really thought of a good method."

Sanada couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Imitating Shen Liming in playing basketball is a very demanding thing in itself. 627 uses this key method at critical moments.

No one can think of it except "wizards" like Fuji.

"However, the mental aspect has been resolved."

"The technical level between you and me is still one of the gaps that cannot be crossed."

Sanada's eyes were serious.

He held the racquet in his hand and made two sudden movements towards Fuji's return.

"Shua————!!"

"Shua————!!"

The tennis ball was about to be received by Fuji.

It turned twice in succession at an unnatural ninety-degree right angle.

"Black Dragon Double Slash!!!"