The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 443 The preliminaries are over (the second one, please subscribe.)

Shiki no Mori Park.

Outside the barbed wire around the C court.

“The situation has reversed. At the beginning, I thought that Akira Kamio Terui who had the advantage would win, but now Kamio is already an opponent of Haitang.”

“Begonia is really good. Although it doesn’t look as good as Fuji, Tejia, and Shimura last year, I think he is better than Kawamura and Kikumaru at this time last year.”

“Even though Seigaku sent Haitang as the third singles, Fudomine failed to win the game. Fudomine, they are going to be swept out by Seigaku today!”

The venue was full of voices of discussion and emotion.

The inside of the court.

God tail was panting.

Whether it was with admiration, emotion or mocking voice, Kamio didn’t care at the moment, his attention was completely focused on Haitang in front of him.

“Seigaku’s Begonia “Eight Three Zero”, this guy is exactly a poisonous snake!”

“I’m not reconciled, Shimurasuke, hand Kunimitsu, Fuji Syusuke, Seigaku three aces have not played, but our Fudomine still has to be swept by three to zero!”

Kamio hated and helpless in his heart.

Big drops of sweat continued to drip from the corners of Kamio’s clothes and hair.

The side outside the court.

The position occupied by everyone Seigaku.

“The originally suppressed Haitang gradually reversed the game, but Fudomine, who had the advantage, was overturned by Haitang. This is the effect of physical strength.

“My physical strength is far inferior to Haitang, and even the god tail, I must make up for this weakness!”

Yu Tai secretly reflected on it.

Around Taocheng and Yuta.

Although the thoughts of the other Seigaku players are different, none of them worry about the game on the court.

Regional preliminaries finals.

Seigaku fights Fudomine.

Third singles

Begonia vs. Ares Tail.

The game has been going on for one and a half hours.

Although Haitang was at a three-to-two disadvantage in the first five rounds of the game, he has now completely reversed the situation of the game.

The score is 5:3.

Haitang has won three consecutive games, and he still has an absolute advantage in the current game situation.

The ninth game is Haitang’s serve game.

Kamio has run out of strength.

And Haitang scored the first goal in the ninth game.

The rear of the court.

“Even if you have an advantage, you can’t be careless.”

“As long as the final goal has not been scored, the game is not over yet!!”

Haitang muttered lowly.

His narrow gaze fixed on the divine tail, who was already full of fatigue.

Bend your knees.

Lean back.

Bang!

Less than ten seconds after winning the last ball, Haitang hit the second serve.

“Asshole Begonia.

“It’s already time, and he doesn’t want to give me more time to rest!”

Kamio cursed inwardly.

“Step! Step! Step! Step!”

But Kamio still had to drag his tired body to move sideways and forward.

The staggering footsteps stopped.

Exercising full force but still weak arms swung out.

Behind the service line.

Kamio reluctantly followed Haitang’s serve.

The center of the backcourt.

Haitang’s eyes swept back and forth between the tennis ball and Shenwei.

Squat slightly.

Arm out.

After the tennis ball hits the ground and bounces.

Haitang’s arm swings from bottom to top, and a large amount of centrifugal force is gradually stored at the tip of the racquet.

The moment the tennis ball fell from the highest point after it bounced.

Boom!

Racquet bombarded the tennis ball.

The powerful centrifugal force turns into the rotating force of a tennis ball in an instant.

The tennis ball traversed a snake-like trajectory above the court.

After meandering.

The tennis ball hit the right edge of the backcourt.

“That’s it again”

“One ball after another, constantly forcing me to run!”

Kamio was angry.

Snake ball.

Constantly alternately bombard the curved balls on both sides of the backcourt.

In the first three games of the game, relying on the extraordinary speed, such a ball can easily be received by God’s tail. In the middle two games of the game, he also has spare capacity to chase such a tennis ball.

But now, it is difficult for Kamio to run from the left edge of the serve area back to the back corner of the baseline.

Wow…

The barbed wire behind the court shook.

As Kamio chose to continue chasing the ball, he could only watch the tennis rush out of the court in the end.

Fudomine’s bench.

“Even the first snake ball can’t be received, Kamio, although he has not been zeroed like us, but he has no chance of winning three to zero. We are going to be swept by Seigaku!”

Iwu fisted and said.

“Three to zero defeat, shameful score!”

His eyes were filled with unwillingness at the same time.

Sakurai, Ishida, Mori, and Uchimura were also full of unwillingness in their eyes.

But it also implies helplessness.

Kamio has done his best. Although he can gain the upper hand in the opening rounds, after being dragged by Haitang for a long time, Kamio is indeed not Haitang’s opponent.

“Bang! Bang!

Racquet hit the tennis ball, and the sound of racquet hitting the ground sounded.

“Begonia scored.”

“Score 40:0”

“Begonia leads!”

The referee’s voice also rang from the sidelines.

After half a minute.

Bang!

As the tennis snaked down, the bombardment hit the left side of the backcourt.

“Begonia scored and the game was over.

“Score 5:3”

“Seigaku wins!”

The referee’s voice also rang from the sidelines.

“Regional preliminaries finals.

“Youth Gakuen vs. Fudomine Middle-School.”

“The big score is 3:0.’

“Seigaku wins!”

“Seigaku is the champion of this year’s regional preliminaries!”

The referee announced in a loud voice.

“Champion 3.3 Youth Gakuen, runner-up Fudomine Middle-School, you are eligible to participate in the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference, I hope your two schools can have outstanding performance in the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference!”

The referee then encouraged.

“Three to zero, I won!”

“I won Fudomine easily. We are the champions of this year’s regional preliminaries!”

The Seigaku players outside the field cheered instantly.

The inside of the court.

“Itake, Kamio, Ishida, Mori, Uchimura, Sakurai, they all have good talents, and their strength is good enough for a one-year freshman.”

“But they are still too tender now.

“In terms of overall strength, they are slightly worse than the Persimmon Wood led by Tyrone last year.”

Shimura shook his head slightly.

In today’s final, Fudomine did not pose any threat to Seigaku.