The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 142

Chapter 142 It is us who wins (first update, please subscribe!)

“Seigaku scored! The score was 6:6.”

“Rokkaku scored! The score was 7:6.

“Seigaku scored! The score was 7:7.”

“Seigaku scored! The score was 7:8.”

“Rokkaku scored! The score was 8:8.

“Rokkaku scored! The score was 9:8.”

“Seigaku scored! The score was 9:9.”

The referee’s voice was very loud.

Resounded throughout the audience again and again.

However, no matter whether it is on or off the court, all eyes are not on the referee.

The jealous Ajutsu.

Proud Atobe.

Oshitari indifferently.

The grim Sanada.

Yukimura, the head of the Rikkai Big Three.

The focus of their attention was originally the Seigaku singles group headed by Shimura and Tejia, but at the moment they are focusing on the two groups of doubles in the field who are struggling with all their strength.

“Sadaji.”

“I didn’t expect you to be able to do this step!”

Liu murmured, looking at the distressed face on the court who was still full of fighting spirit.

His always squinted eyes were completely open.

“Yamada and Hanaki of Rokkaku.”

“Seigaku’s Kanwa Sugiyama.”

“They look invincible now!”

Saburo Takitani said condensedly.

“unbeatable?”

The murmur sounded in Yamabuki’s team.

Taiwa Yoshiro and Hatta recently looked at the four guys on the field with flames in their eyes.

Although the two sets of doubles on the field were once their defeats, Taiwa Yoshiro and Hatta Kinji did not stand up to refute Takigaya Saburo’s words.

The game in their vision is a contest of will and will.

Even if they are national-level doubles, Taiwa Yoshiro and Hatta Jinji are not sure to retreat in such a tragic match.

The game continues.

Seigaku scored! The score was 21:21.

Rokkaku scored! The score was 22:11.

Seigaku scored! The score was 22:22.

Seigaku scored! The score was 22:23.

Rokkaku scored! The score was 23:23.

Seigaku scored! The score was 23:24.

Ganhe Sugiyama.

Yamada and Hanaki.

In a fight where both sides are unrelenting, the tiebreak between them has become very long.

Time continues to pass.

I don’t know when.

Outside the barbed wire around the court.

“Come on, Minister Yamada,|! “”

“Come on, Vice Minister Huamu!”

“Don’t lose, you are the first doubles in our Rokkaku, and are our pillars!’

“Win this game!”

Cheering came from Rokkaku’s players.

“Vice Minister Shanshan, go, you must win!”

“Now you are super doubles, don’t lose to your opponents!”

“You are the strongest!”

The Seigaku team members also cheered for Kanwa Sugiyama.

Inside the court.

Seigaku and Rokkaku are on the bench.

“Only the last goal, Senior Sugiyama, if you try harder, you will win!”

“Minister, Deputy Minister, don’t lose!”

“Win Seigaku!”

“Take Rokkaku!”

The candidates from both sides stood up and cheered for the players.

“Fuck, Senior Sugiyama!”

“Go harder!”

“Break them down!”

Shimura also stood up and shouted.

At this moment.

Whether it is Shimura who is the Minister of Seigaku, the usually almost expressionless handist or the indifferent Fuji, they are all trying their best to cheer for Gan and Sugiyama.

Kanwa Sugiyama showed more effort at this moment than everyone in Seigaku.

on court.

“We have worked hard for so many years.”

“You must not lose!”

Yamada and Hanaki looked at their opponent with shining eyes.

Although both mentally and physically were exhausted, this did not affect their fighting spirit in the slightest.

“Shimura, Tejia, Fuji, Kawamura, Oishi, Kikumaru, dominating the country is the goal of all of us this year!”

Sugiyama’s eyes were extremely hot.

“We must not be a dead end on the road to hegemony!”

Gan’s eyes are also hot.

The score is 33:32.

Although temporarily leading by one goal, both Kan and Sugiyama wailed and did not dare to relax, because they both knew each other’s tenacity and fear.

The rear of the court.

Both Kan and Sugiyama stood behind the court, waiting for each other’s serve.

“Yamada and Hanaki are very tired now. The speed of this ball should be between 140 and 145 kilometers per hour. According to the probability, this ball is most likely to be hit near the center line.”

Dry squeezed his last energy to predict the opponent’s actions.

Bang!

Yamada hit a serve whose quality was far weaker than in its heyday.

Do your best to move.

In the end, he came to the front of the tennis spot ahead of schedule.

The arms are raised.

racquet waved.

The moment racquet just caught the Let ball.

“not good!”

“This ball is heavy!”

The dry complexion changes.

As a data player, Qian quickly realized the problem.

The ball is heavier than he thought!

In other words, his remaining power is less than that of his opponent!

But the situation does not allow for too much time to think.

Can’t let go!

Fight back with all your strength!

“”Go back to me!”

Struggling for healing was rarely seen on the dry face.

Whoosh sound.

The tennis ball rushed into the sky towards the opponent.

“It’s Lob!

“Senior Sugiyama, get ready to defend!”

Gan turned his head and roared.

at the same time.

Qian used his whole body power to move to the position in front of the net to prepare for the opponent’s net smash.

Backcourt position.

Sugiyama moved the center of the baseline and prepared to defend various positions in the backcourt.

The opposite of Sugiyama and Gan.

“Lob?”

A light appeared in Rokkaku’s Huamu eyes.

Huamu moved forward, then jumped up at the service line, and slammed down.

“According to the data”

Sugiyama thought back anxiously.

Sugiyama originally wanted to make predictions based on the data given, but at the moment Hanaki’s racquet waved downwards, Sugiyama (well, good) instinctively gave up the data in his mind.

Sugiyama lifted his footsteps.

Based on the cognition and the hidden meaning of the body developed in the long game before, it moved horizontally to the left.

A few seconds later.

Sugiyama, whose speed has been much slower than before, suddenly rushed forward at the position where he landed on the court. He held the racquet in both hands, and made the racquet sound straight ahead.

To the left of Sugiyama.

The tennis ball under Huamu’s buckle is bouncing fast!

Bang!

The bounced tennis ball hit the racquet in Sugiyama’s hand.

The sound of boom.

Sugiyama hit the ground.

After a few seconds.

“what’s the result?””

Sugiyama raised his head with difficulty, wanting to see where the tennis ball went.

And at this moment.

“We won!”

“In this game, Seigaku is the one who won!”