The Holy Lord Of Tennis, Starting From Seriously Injuring Amadeus!

0017That man’s son! Echizen Ryoma who can’t get on the table!

"good!"

"If you hit, hit!"

Although the fear in his heart made Echizen Ryoma somewhat flinch from Bei Xiao's proposal to compete.

but.

His unwillingness to admit defeat made him choose to fight.

But his confrontation made Ryūzaki Sumire's expression tense outside the court.

She is mainly because of her identity as Echizen Ryoma.

The other party is that man's son.

And judging from the match between the opponent and that high school student Sasabe just now, he definitely has the strength of the Tokyo Conference level.

Now the opponent is considered to be a freshman who is about to enter school. With this strength, he obviously has good tennis talent.

The tennis ball is still embedded in the wire fence! !

If this unknown boy injured Echizen Ryoma...

Thinking of this, Ryūzaki Sumire couldn't help but shouted at the court: "You can't fight!! It's too dangerous!!"

Her shout made Echizen Ryoma stunned. He didn't notice Ryūzaki Sumire's appearance.

But he never paid attention to it.

In his opinion, the opponent is just a person passing by to watch the game.

Bei Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

He turned his head and looked coldly at Ryūzaki Sumire who spoke. The coldness in his eyes made Ryūzaki Sumire tremble inwardly.

"There's a price to pay for meddling in other people's business!"

The scarlet racquet in Bei Xiao's hand and the coldness in his tone made Ryūzaki Sumire not know what to say for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Ryūzaki Sakura quickly grabbed her grandmother's clothes and said anxiously: "Grandma!"

Ryūzaki Sumire looked at her somewhat bewildered granddaughter.

For the sake of the other party, he could only stop speaking and avoid Bei Xiao's sight.

She only hopes that Bei Xiao will not hurt Echizen Ryoma.

Norori Inoue's expression changed after hearing the surname "Echizen".

At this time, he quickly pulled Shiba Saori and ran to Ryūzaki Sumire's side.

As a senior reporter for Tennis Monthly, he naturally knows Seigaku's coach who has been teaching for a long time.

"Coach Ryūzaki! Do you know the boy wearing the hat in the court? Echizen Ryoma? He can't be..."

"Inoue...that's right! He is that man's son! He is also about to join Seigaku!"

In response to Inoue Mamoru's tentative inquiry, Ryūzaki Sumire did not shy away and directly answered in the affirmative.

This time.

Inoue Mamoru's pupils trembled obviously.

It's actually...really! !

Did that person actually return to Japan? !

But Ryūzaki Sakurano and Shiba Saori obviously couldn't understand the conversation between Inoue Mamoru and Ryūzaki Sumire.

He could only turn his attention to the court.

...

"Papa -"

Echizen Ryoma slapped the tennis ball in his hand twice and pulled the baseball cap on his head.

He held the racquet in his right hand and raised his hand to serve.

"Bang——"

A serve was played.

The ball has obvious spin.

The ball speed is about 150KM/H!

Not bad for a metropolitan conference-level player.

But in Bei Xiao's eyes, this ball is not even as good as the tennis ball that pops up from the server machine.

Echizen Ryoma looked at Bei Xiao across the court who was not ready to fight back, with a hint of pride in his heart.

It turns out it was just a bit stronger in terms of strength and ball control.

He was actually stunned during the game!

However, he quickly expressed "understanding" in his heart.

After all, many people have been in this state in front of his external spin serve.

"Bang!"

When the tennis ball hits the ground.

"Shua——"

The inside spin on the ball caused the tennis ball to bounce directly towards Bei Xiao's face.

Echizen Ryoma even smiled as he was about to score at this time.

But he didn't wait until the corners of his mouth raised in an arc.

"Bang——"

The sound of hitting the ball was already heard across the court.

In Echizen Ryoma's eyes, a ball shadow hit his court in an instant. Before he could react, the baseball cap on his head was blown away by the bounced ball shadow.

"Snapped--"

The brim of the hat fell to the ground with a soft sound.

The tennis ball that popped out of the court hit the guardrail behind him, making the barbed wire rattle.

"Gudu——"

Echizen Ryoma came back to his senses and swallowed his saliva after Bei Xiao knocked off his baseball cap.

"Are you secretly happy before you even score a goal..."

Bei Xiao's voice sounded in the court.

Ryūzaki Sumire and others who were watching the match couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their eyes.

External rotation serve......

Was he beaten back so easily?

In fact, several people as bystanders did not clearly see the action of this young man waving the racquet.

Just one ball.

The strength gap between Echizen Ryoma and this mysterious boy in the court has been proven.

"Okay...so awesome!"

"He's not a high school student, is he? Is he too much of a bully?"

Ryūzaki Sakura subconsciously praised Bei Xiao's ability in the goal just now, while Shiba Saori felt a little unfair.

Inoue Mamoru shook his head: "Although he is definitely older than Echizen Ryoma, he shouldn't be a high school student!"

"As for bullying... Since Echizen Ryoma agreed to fight, there are only opponents in the net court! Age cannot be used as a basis for whether a game is fair!"

When Shiba Saori heard this, she also stuck out her tongue and said nothing more.

When it comes to tennis, she, a "layman", is not qualified to argue with her seniors.

And in the court at this time.

Echizen Ryoma's expression was very ugly.

After picking up his baseball cap and putting it on again, he looked in Bei Xiao's direction a little more sullenly.

"Stop lecturing people!"

“Let’s talk about it after we win the game!!”

Shouting dissatisfied, he took out a spare tennis ball from his pocket and swung serve again.

Bei Xiao's expression was always dull.

Echizen Ryoma's performance did not exceed his expectations.

The strength of the metropolitan conference threshold.

Proud and unwilling to admit defeat.

But because I came to Japan from the United States, I have no self-awareness about my high ambitions and low ambitions.

There are even huge problems with the mentality of the game.

But with that ball just now, the opponent had lost their cool.

"Echizen Ryoga..."

"Forget it about helping you take care of your brother..."

"1,000,000 rice gold... It's enough to buy your brother the ability to continue playing tennis and teach him a lesson!"

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