Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

0135 The game starts! The scales are about to be crushed! 【Seeking full order~】

When the schools come together.

The national competition is officially on!

At the opening ceremony, Nan Lin who was in the team couldn't help yawning after listening to the babble from the organizer.

On stacking debuffs...

Even with a very high mental power attribute, he couldn't bear such a hypnotic speech.

at this time.

Nan Lin and their opponents in the first game have also been decided.

Nagoya Middle-School.

"It's over to you!"

After seeing the opponent, Nan Lin left a sentence to Tachibana Jipping and then turned around and walked towards Byōdōin Hōō.

Tachibana Jiping stopped him.

"minister!

"Huh?! 99

Nan Lin turned his head suspiciously.

Do you want him to be in charge of this kind of school?

I saw it approaching Nan Lin and whispered in his ear: "Ishida, he may have some

Saying that, he pointedly pointed at Ishida Iron in the team.

The other party has been looking at a burly man in Shitenhouji.

Nan Lin also reacted.

That person should be the other party's brother.

Ishida Gin.

Also the creator of the wave ball.

108 wave ball!

Absolute power tennis player.

"It's okay! Let's talk about it when we meet!

"And, don't you think the current Ishida will lose to his brother?"

Nan Lin shook his head, not too worried.

Tachibana Jihei listened and nodded.

21 indeed.

Maybe he really cares about it.

However, he himself also looked at one of Shitenhouji's figures.

He has dark curly hair and eyes like torches.

The tall and straight posture also showed a very confident momentum.

"..."

"Aren't you going to say hello to Brother Chitose?"

Ju Xing also ran down from the stand at this time, and when she saw the person her brother was watching, she asked tentatively.

Tachibana Jihei shook his head.

"Let's talk about it during the game...

"After all, I am sorry for him, and he may not want to see me... 99

When Nan Lin went to the stands again before the game.

In an instant, many people cast their eyes in amazement.

If the other party went to find their friends before the opening, everyone would not be surprised.

but.

Now it's the official game!

The minister, Nan Lin, didn't sit on the player's bench. Instead, he mingled with a group of guys who looked like high school students.

It just makes them incomprehensible.

Tachibana Jihei, Atobe Keigo and others are not surprised.

After all, they all saw Tsukimitsu Ochi.

The former even saw Irie Kanata beckoning to them.

"I didn't expect them to come! Is the national competition worthy of their attention?

On the player's bench, Tachibana Jihei couldn't help but speak while watching Tsukimitsu Ochi and others.

"Qi! I thought I could teach a few scumbags a lesson today! But seeing Tsukimitsu Ochi here, I'm out of the mood! I really want to fight him again!"

Akutsu also held the racquet and gave Tsukimitsu Ochi, who was indifferent in the stands, a stern look.

But the latter's disdain made him even more annoyed.

Everyone else smiled when they saw it.

They know what kind of character Akutsu is.

The "enemy" was in front of him, but he couldn't do it.

But to suffocate him.

Players on the other side

People from Nagoya Middle-School were staring at Tachibana Yoshihito.

"Damn! They look down on us in Nagoya!

"It's just luck that they beat Rikkai! Don't they think they can win the national championship!"

"I must teach them a good lesson!"

"Hey, Liliadent Krauser! You think the same as we do! Show them some color!"

"In the end, their physical talent is definitely not as good as ours! What talent can Japan's tennis produce?

"That's right! I don't think it's difficult to beat them!"

The players of Nagoya Middle-School were angry that the minister Nan Lin didn't sit in the game, but also felt that Fudomine's strength was blown out!

They even thought in their hearts that Rikkai's strength in previous years was really nothing more than that.

Entering the national competition for the first time, they were extremely confident.

Maybe also want to see the strength of Fudomine's side.

Exclude those schools in the Kanto area.

When the match between Fudomine and Nagoya started, many "spies" had already paid attention to the match.

in the stands.

Byōdōin Hōō also looked at the Fudomine player bench.

"How many national level?"

The former has a general understanding of the strength of the Fudomine tennis department.

After all Tsukimitsu Ochi, Mōri Juzaburō have all been to the Fudomine Tennis Club.

Of course he couldn't hide it.

Nan Lin's mouth twitched.

"All staff are national level!"

As soon as the words came out.

It wasn't just Byōdōin Hōō's face that was taken aback.

Tsukimitsu Ochi, who knew the strength of Akutsu and others before the Kanto Tournament, was also surprised.

"National level for all members? Nan Lin! What did you feed them? How could the strength grow so fast!"

"Also, when Shuji and I went to your tennis club last time, it was Akutsu and Tachibana Yoshihira who barely glanced at each other!

Irie Kanata covered her mouth and said exaggeratedly.

Although several people knew that he was acting, they were used to it.

Tanegashima Shuji also nodded: "Is the training you gave them too strict? In terms of talent, it should not be possible to improve so quickly! If it affects the future..."

As he spoke, he doubted whether Nan Lin used any special training method.

Tsukimitsu Ochi swept his eyes to the players of Fudomine and didn't say anything.

Nan Lin shook his head: "I will not harm them! Although some of them are not very talented, this is the result of their own efforts!

"I just grind them with the U-17 set!"

"If you stick to it, you will naturally reap the rewards! 99

Byōdōin Hōō, a few people squinted their eyes.

Is it their set?

Do not!

At most, it should be the training volume of the No. 5-10 court of the Second Army.

Middle school students can insist on such a training volume.

It's amazing.

A few people talking.

The match between Fudomine and Nagoya has already begun.

The first doubles number two.

Ishida Tetsu and Sakurai Masa also walked into the court holding the racquet.

It also represented Fudomine Middle-School's first game at the Nationals.

Nan Lin is not there, Tachibana Jihei is the captain of the team.

The request he gave was simple.

Don't miss a ball!

Win the game perfectly!

He believed that this must be the thought of Nan Lin who was watching their game in the stands.

For this "mission", Ishida Iron and the two said they would definitely complete it.

The No. 2 doubles from Nagoya Middle-School also seem to be full of confidence.

Game start.

Got the serve right from Fudomine.

Sakurai Masa 310 is also standing on the baseline, coming up is an ACE ball!

After being promoted to the national level, his court control is more perfect and meticulous.

in his perspective.

The entire game court is divided into grids of equal size.

Through the opponent's expressions, subtle movements, and even inadvertently, the moment when the breathing rate changes is within his grasp.

The grid reflected in his eyes.

The scoring zone, the induction zone, the defensive zone.

The divided grid of the three areas kept changing in his eyes.

It can be said that this has surpassed the ability of ordinary data tennis.

The two in Nagoya were also startled by the ball.

They were stunned to find that they couldn't move their entire bodies!

Not just seeing the shadow of the ball, but also because their bodies can't keep up with their optic nerves.

And Sakurai Masa, who discovered this scene, also snorted: "Ishida, it seems that we are still overestimating our opponents! Take it a little bit! There are still games to come! Keep your strength!

When Ishida heard it, he nodded indifferently: "No problem! I'll serve it to you! I'll return the ball! Otherwise, I won't be able to touch the ball on the court, it's too uncomfortable!

"it is good!"

The two reached an "agreement" in an instant.

The next 7 minutes.

Nagoya Middle-School's No. 2 doubles realize what it means to despair.

Not only serve can not receive.

Ishida iron's return ball did not even use a wave ball, and the two of them were unable to parry with both hands.

Either a serve score or a return score.

The scale of victory is like a 50-gram weight on one side and a cart of bricks on the other.

The balance is about to be crushed!

【Please complete order~】.

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