The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 195

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Seigaku vs. Rikkai.

The third singles.

Seigaku Fuji played against Rikkai Maori in the sixth game.

Bang!

Maori made a quick serve.

Fuji moved quickly.

Then the ball hit the foot of Maori accurately.

Maori took two steps back to the left.

The arms are raised.

Maori hit the ball with a strong topspin with all his strength.

“Swallow Return!”

The racquet in Fuji’s hand, whose body was slightly inclined, swung down like a saber.

Because of the strong topspin in Maori’s dribble, Fuji’s Swallow Return tennis is very strong in speed and spin.

But such a ball is not enough to make gross profit lose points.

At the moment when the tennis ball was about to land, Maori’s racquet reached below the tennis ball, and then fiercely hit the tennis ball against Fuji’s backhand.

The left corner of the court.

“White Whale!”

Fuji backhand chop.

The tennis ball flew in the air and rushed into the sky the moment it passed the net.

The gross profit is too late to smash.

But when he flew back, he knocked the tennis ball on the ground.

“Brown bear arrested!

Fuji greeted Maori’s smash.

Nearly a minute later.

“Guard of the Hundred Arms Giant 643!”

“White Whale!”

“Swallow Return!”

“Brown bear arrested!

Fuji’s four big return tricks have appeared on court one after another.

Below the court.

Rikkai was on the bench.

“Fuji is still not letting go!”

Shan Xiao said with a sigh.

“Although Fuji’s tricks have been broken, the Maori senior still has to guard against the guards of the hundred-armed giants. Most of the time, he has to topspin the ball.

“It seems that this game is about to fall into a long and protracted battle!”

Liu narrowed his eyes and said.

“Fuji’s fighting spirit is worthy of admiration.”

Yukimura said with a smile.

“But this is a futile struggle!”

“The current Fuji is not the Atobe of last week. He is still far from the national level. Even if the return method of the Maori seniors is restricted, Fuji can’t win the game!”

“Mind, body, skill!”

“His basic qualities are poor and there are many Maori predecessors.”

Sanada said grimly: “Fuji will fall into the abyss of defeat sooner or later. What he is doing now is to delay the time of defeat for a while!”

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

(aidd) The sound of tennis keeps ringing.

“Guard of the Hundred Arms Giant!”

“White Whale!”

“Swallow Return!”

“Brown bear arrested!”

Fuji’s cries resounded through the court from time to time.

The gross profit is strong.

Fuji refused to give up.

The game fell into a high-paced but long and protracted battle.

ten minutes later.

The sixth game ended.

Twenty minutes later.

The seventh game ended.

Thirty minutes later.

The eighth game ended.

As time passed, Maori became more and more familiar with the guards of the Hundred Arms Giants. He gradually gained the ability to get the ball across the net without having to use the dribble in advance.

The situation of the game became more and more unfavorable for Fuji.

However, Fuji’s fighting spirit did not retreat because of this, and Maori failed to shorten the time of the game.

About an hour after the end of the fifth game.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The game is still going on.

inside and outside the court.

Everyone kept quiet, looking at the guy who was completely suppressed, but his fighting spirit never diminished.

Seigaku’s genius Fuji.

A handsome guy with slender hands and feet.

His body that is not burly has a fiery belief and strength far beyond ordinary people.

Seigaku’s bench.

Shimura looked at the court deeply.

on court.

Fuji competes for every goal.

His clothes are now covered with mud and dust, and they are almost saturated with sweat.

Shimura couldn’t help but think of the original contest with Fuji in the school trial.

At that time, Fuji almost gave up the game in the second game.

But now Fuji is like a warrior!

“Fuji.”

“His progress is bound to go by leaps and bounds!”

Shimura secretly said in his heart.

In the net king.

Fuji’s rapid progress began after the battle between Tezuka and Atobe in the Kanto Championship. His faster progress originated from his loss to Shiraishi in the semi-finals of the national competition. .

Among them, the one that has the greatest impact on Fuji’s speed of progress is fighting spirit.

Fuji now.

His fighting spirit is very strong!

The game continues.

About an hour and a half after the start of the game.

Boom!

As Maori’s smash shot down Fuji’s racquet, an almost uniform exhalation sounded outside the court.

After a few seconds.

“competition is over!”

“Seigaku Fuji Syusuke vs. Rikkai Mōri Juzaburō!”

“Rikkai wins!,

“The score is 7:5.

The referee’s voice sounded.

Almost at the same time.

“We lost!”

Seigaku outside the court sighed.

“Won! It’s the Maori senior who won!”

“Senior Mori reversed Seigaku’s genius Fuji by losing five games in a row!”

“Senior Maori, you did a good job!”

“After winning this game, we are two to one ahead of Seigaku!”

“Rikkai must win!”

The huge cheers from the Rikkai non-selected players instantly sounded from the outside of the field.

Seigaku was on the bench.

“Fuji still lost!”

“If the guard of the Hundred Arms Giant is broken one game later, we will win the game.”

Kikumaru shook his head and sighed.

Fuji was reversed by seven to zero with five neighbors leading.

Watching such a game, even if Kikumaru has a cheerful personality, he feels uncomfortable.

“The score of five to seven is actually very good. After all, Maori is a national-level master! In singles, Kanto-level and national-level players cannot make up for it with one or two tricks.”

Gan said with his glasses.

Sugiyama, Oishi and others also shook their heads with emotion.

Although the score is very close.

But they all know that there is a qualitative gap between Fuji and Maori.

While feeling that Fuji was defeated.

The gazes of Kan, Sugiyama and others turned towards Shimura and Tejia one after another.

One win and two losses.

Seigaku can’t afford to lose the next game!

Just at this time.

The noise suddenly rang again.

In front of Rikkai’s bench, Sanada had already stood up.

“Hands, let’s play!”