The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 412 The competition of the election (third update, please subscribe.)

“Come on, Fuji!”

“Senior Fuji is so handsome, his smile looks so charming!”

“Kikumaru schoolboy is so cute too!”

“Come on, Kikumaru, we support you!”

A lot of cheering from the girls sounded.

Outside the barbed wire around the court of Group C, more than a hundred girls from outside the tennis club are gathering, and their eyes are focused on the two players in the court.

Both sides of the net.

Fuji Syusuke.

The talented player with the gentlest smile in the tennis club.

Kikumaru Eiji.

The most popular tennis player among the third graders. Seigaku Tennis Club player.

He stood opposite each other.

Two masters who have gained popularity among Seigaku girls are about to face off.

The inside of the court.

“Fuji, you look serious!”

Kikumaru said with a smile.

Net racquet is constantly turning in his hands.

“Of course.

“Kikumaru, you are very strong, I can’t beat you without being serious.”

Fuji is also smiling.

“Fuji, I don’t believe that.”

Kikumaru shook his head and smiled: “I have noticed the A court competition list. After the match between Tsukuchaki-senpai and Yuta, there will be a match between Shoujia and Taocheng, Shoujia and Haitang.”

“After the Shoujia game is over, there will be a melee between Yuta, Taocheng, and Haitang.”

“You probably want to go to A court to watch Yuta’s game.

Kikumaru surely guessed.

“However, Fuji.

“Even if you are going to watch Yuta’s game, I will not lose this game easily. In the two intramural ranking competitions last semester, my opponents were Oishi and Kawamura. I wanted to play with you a long time ago. It’s a game!’

Kikumaru waved racquet and said.

“Me too.

“Kikumaru, let’s play a good game!”

Fuji’s squinted eyes suddenly opened.

After half a minute.

“Game start!”

“One game decides the winner!”

“Fuji vs. Kikumaru!

“Fuji serve!”

The referee on the sidelines announced.

at the same time.

The rear of the court.

Fuji’s left finger turned.

Brush brush

The moment of tennis was given a powerful spin.

The tennis ball then spins to the ground.

The other side of the court.

“Low-hand serve, invisible serve々々?”

“I used such a serve as soon as I came, Fuji, he is more serious than I thought!”

Kikumaru murmured.

“However, last semester I played against Fuji twice in the official intramural ranking competition and informal practice matches. I also watched Fuji and Kan, Fuji and Oishi, Fuji and Kawamura.”

“The invisible serve, which was created in the Kanto contest last year, is the unique skill of serve, and now I am not afraid!”

Kikumaru’s eyes flashed with confidence.

There was a bang.

At the moment when the height of the tennis ball was equal to the knee period, Fuji swung his racket toward the tennis ball, and the tennis ball quickly moved towards the right serving area of ​​the court.

at the same time.

“Step! Step! Step! Step!”

Kikumaru moved quickly.

Soon, it stopped about half a step behind the right serve area, and at the same time raised the racquet backwards.

Banging sound.

Fuji’s serve came to fruition.

“The invisible serve, this ball will not really disappear, because Fuji added a spin to the tennis in advance to make the tennis move sideways after it bounces to have the effect of disappearing.”

“The direction of the side shift is the outside.”

“From Fuji’s previous serve and the previous action, the distance of the tennis ball won’t move too much!”

Kikumaru’s thoughts turned.

The arm exerts force.

Racquet waved down.

Bang!

The missing tennis ball was intercepted by Kikumaru, and then hit by Kikumaru to the rear left of the opposite court.

“Kikumaru is amazing!

“What Fuji just played should be serve that his serve trick disappeared. Such a serve was actually cracked by him with a single goal!”

“Come on, Kikumaru!”

The supporters of Kikumaru instantly shouted for Kikumaru.

Moments later, the voices of the third-grade girls who were cheering for Kikumaru suddenly stopped, and there was shock in their eyes.

The inside of the court.

Kikumaru was also dumbfounded for an instant.

“Swipe the brush”

The sound of racquet’s front and back sides violently rubbing the tennis ball rang.

“Guard of the Hundred Arms Giant!”

Fuji’s soft voice came out at the same time.

A few seconds later.

Wow

The net in the center of the court shook.

Eight minutes later.

The net shook for the twenty-fourth time.

“Fuji scored and the game was over.

“The score is 6:0.

“Fuji wins!”

The referee announced loudly.

The center of the backcourt.

“Fuji, this guy is really hateful. In order to watch Yuta’s game, you actually used the guard of the hundred-armed giant continuously in the game against me!”

Kikumaru was unwilling to mumble.

His eyes were also full of helplessness.

The guard of a hundred-armed giant.

This is not a trick that can be cracked by knowing the principles and the ball route, but the ultimate defensive stunt that can only be broken by having a strong comprehensive strength.

After half a minute.

Inside the B court.

The front of the net.

“The probability of this ball hitting the net is 17%!’

“At this time, the probability of the match between the hand and Taocheng is ninety-two percent, and the probability of the score being six to zero is one hundred percent!”

Gan said with his eyes.

There was a light bang.

The tennis he played landed.

on the court of the court.

“Horrible data tennis!”

“In this game, I didn’t have any chance of winning at all.”

Yoshizawa Yoshiro.

The player whose strength ranks close to the top ten among the second-year players reluctantly shook his head.

Nine minutes later.

Bang!

Shimura typed serve.

The tennis ball with a speed of more than two hundred kilometers per hour hit the edge of the serve area.

Outside the barbed wire around the court.

“At this time, the probability of the match between Shoujia and Haitang is 42%, and the probability that the match between Yuta and Taocheng has started is 5%!”

Gan speculated.

Soon, Shimura Yugan walked towards A court.

at the same time.

On D court.

“Oishi scored and the game was over.

“The score is 6:4.” (Good money)

“Oishi wins!

The referee announced.

“I lost again.”

“My strength is still not strong enough to continuously play tennis that Oishi can’t control the ball accurately.”

Kawamura shook his head and said.

Not long after, Oishi and Kawamura also went out of the court, and their destination was also A court.

Shimura and Kan of B court.

Kikumaru and Fuji at C court top.

Oishi and River Village of D court.

When the group list was first posted, the Seigaku tennis players were non-Seigaku tennis club students already knowing who the finalists of these three groups would be.

There is only a suspenseful group A composed of the masters of the hand and the three freshmen of the first grade, Yuta, Taocheng, and Haitang, and the two strongest players in the third grade, Ikeda and Zhuchi.

The third graders, Chiku Chi and Ikeda, have been defeated one after another, and they are basically not eligible to be elected.

Now, Taocheng is playing against Yuta.

A duel is about to begin between the two freshmen who are eligible for the qualifying places in Group A.