The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 358 National champion (fifth more, please subscribe.)

Sanada lost!

He lost to the hand again!

Under the court.

The players who were selected on the bench looked at Sanada who was constantly beating the ground with their fists, and their expressions were very sad.

Two draws and two losses-the equivalent of three wins.

Although the two draws were abstaining, the game had ended early. Yukimura had no need to play, and there was no chance to play.

After the Kanto Contest finals, they lost to Seigaku for the second time!

“Sanada lost!”

“We Rikkai also lost!”

Yukimura murmured.

In the last month, Sanada’s training volume has been terrifying.

In the previous game, Sanada’s fighting spirit was impeccable. Knowing that he would lose, he still fought until he could barely stand on his legs.

Yukimura couldn’t criticize Sanada, and he didn’t mean to blame Sanada.

But Yukimura was very unwilling at the moment.

Three consecutive hegemonies in the country!

His and Sanada’s goals fell into the sand in the first year after entering Middle-School!

In the stands.

The members of Seigaku did not give Rikkai a quiet environment to remember the failure.

“Champion, we are the champion!”

“This year’s national champion is Seigaku!”

“I did it. When the school started, Shimura said he would lead us to Seigaku to dominate the country. Now we have done it. We are the first in the country!”

Incomparably enthusiastic cheers sounded from among the Seigaku players in the stands.

“Champion!”

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“We really won the national championship!”

Kawamura waved his arms excitedly.

Although he failed to represent Seigaku in the national competition as a formal election, he is still very excited at the moment.

The inside of the court.

“Oishi, Oishi, the champion is us!”

“We are the king of Japan this year, and no one is our opponent!”

Kikumaru threw his fist excitedly.

“Yes, we are the strongest!”

Yamato also stood up.

“Is this how it feels to win the national competition?”

“Really good!”

Fuji narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Next to Fuji.

“It turns out that Shoujia can laugh too, and they have captured good information!”

A sinister light shone in the dry glasses.

“The voice of Weicha!

I don’t know when I took out the camera and pressed the shutter, a photo with a smile on the face of the hand was instantly stored in the camera.

“I won the championship in the last year of junior high school!”

Dahe smiled.

His gaze gently scanned the stands, and then at Tejia, Fuji, Kikumaru, Oishi and others, and finally landed on Shimura who had also stood up and was less than two meters away from him.

“From the top eight of the Capital Conference to the first in the country!

“Shimura, giving you the position of Minister is the most correct choice for me after entering Seigaku!”

Dahe Lang (aidd) laughed.

“Minister Yamato.”

“It is also very lucky for me to meet a senior like you!”

Shimura said with a smile.

“Shimura, I’m so happy!”

Sugiyama walked to the front of Shimura excitedly. “Going to the Kanto Contest, to the National Contest, this is the goal that Yamato and I set when we first entered Seigaku!”

“Now this goal has not only been achieved, but we are still the champions of the national competition!’

Sugiyama grinned.

At this moment, he is not as reserved and soft as usual.

“I will go to study medicine after graduating this year. I will not join any tennis club in the future, and I may not even have much time to play tennis!”

“But I have no regrets!”

“We are this year’s national champion, and Yamato has also made a contribution to this champion. With such a game, I have any regrets!”

“You, Teka, Fuji, Oishi, Kikumaru, Gan, and Kawamura are all in first grade this year. You will definitely be stronger next year, and Seigaku will be stronger too!”

“Regarding the tennis club, I have nothing to worry about!”

There were tears of excitement in Sugiyama’s eyes.

“Senior Sugiyama”

Shimura was moved.

From the beginning of April to the present August 23, Shimura, Sugiyama and the other members of Seigaku have been together for nearly five months.

Regional preliminaries.

Tokyo Metropolitan Convention.

Kanto contest.

National competition.

Until now.

The players from Shimura and Seigaku Tennis Club defeated one after another. During the game, the non-selected players also cheered on outside the court.

Play together.

Improve together.

Train together.

Today’s Sugiyama, Yamato, Tejia, Fuji, Kawamura, Oishi, Kikumaru, Kan, they are no longer just things in manga for Shimura.

They are Shimura’s partners!

Leading the Seigaku Tennis Club to dominate the country is no longer just a part of Shimura’s mission, but a goal that Shimura really wants to achieve.

Just when everyone in Seigaku was cheering.

“National competition finals.”

“Youth Gakuen vs. Rikkai Daisuke Middle-School is over!”

“Two draws and two wins!”

“Youth Gakuen won the championship of this national competition!”

“Please enter this year’s semi-final team Makinofuji and semi-final team Shitenhouji members, and also invite the runner-up team Rikkai Yamato champion Seigaku members to be prepared!”

“The award ceremony is about to begin!”

The sound came from the broadcast.

“We are the champions of the national competition!”

“Seigaku, champion!”

“Seigaku, champion!”

The cheers of Seigaku’s players became even more enthusiastic.

On the stands around the court.

“The champion of the national competition is really enviable!”

Lion music of Chitose and Tachibana Yoshihira.

“Seigaku led by Shimura Kazuka won this year’s national championship, but Hyotei led by the uncle was only the quarterfinals of the national championship. It’s shameful!”

“My uncle must beat Seigaku next year!”

Atobe of Hyotei.

“Seigaku stepped on our Shitenhouji to win the championship, but now the organizing committee wants us to attend the awards ceremony later, this arrangement is really uncomfortable.”

Shiraishi, Hara Tetsuya, and Hirazenya of Shitenhouji.

“The champion is Seigaku led by Shimurasuke!”

Akutsu from Yamabuki.

“Seigaku takes our place!”

Mito of Makinofuji.

The eyes of the players from the top schools are on Seigaku. Their eyes are admired, unwilling, and sad, but no one thinks that Seigaku is not worthy of this year’s championship.

The second doubles: Oishi and Kikumaru.

In today’s finals, the two of them fought for four hours with the combination of Rikkai’s Minister Yamataka and Vice Minister Kuki for four hours, and finally both fought helplessly.

The first doubles: Sugiyama and Yamato.

They continued to fight even after being attacked by Rikkai’s new Big Three’s Willow, and at the last minute they awakened the doubles miracle of homology and reversed their opponents.

Third singles: Fuji Syusuke.

With his own strength and willpower, he once suppressed the veteran national player Mōri Juzaburō, and Maori chose to fight hard to avoid defeat in the event of dislocation.

The second singles, hand Kunimitsu.

He has never lost from the regional preliminaries to the present, and has eliminated all the players he encountered in the national competitions, including many national-level masters.

The first singles: Shimurasuke.

The minister of Seigaku, Seigaku’s number one trump card, led the existence of Seigaku’s rise, the number one person in the country.

Seigaku’s two sets of doubles are unusual.

The three groups of singles are unusual.

The minister is even more unusual.

They are very strong.

The desire to win is very strong.

Willpower is even stronger.

They have nothing to say about Seigaku winning this year’s championship.

time flies.

The sound rang from the broadcast about five minutes later.

Several middle-aged men with big bellies are walking into the court.

Shitenhouji.

Makinofuji.

Two teams from Kansai also entered the court.

Before the broadcast sounded, he had already returned to the bench under the support of Liu and Yukimura, and Sanada, whose knees were full of red and swelling, was also gritting his teeth and stepping into the sideline of the court.

The award ceremony of the national competition is about to begin!