The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 500 Before the game (first update, please subscribe.)

July 14th.

The second or two days after the first round of the Kanto Contest.

early morning.

The sun is rising.

Outside the court, not far from Seigaku.

“Hey, Taocheng!”

“What do you idiot tell me to come out for? Why, do you want to compete with me one-on-one and chase our record two to two?

Haitang turned his head and said.

Long narrow eyes.

Sullen expression.

Haitang looked more inaccessible than usual.

“Almost. But I don’t want to beat you today, but I’m looking for you as a practice opponent to help me improve the vertical center of gravity and slam dunk!”

Taocheng said loudly.

The racquet in his hand points to the court

“Taocheng, you idiot feel too good about yourself.”

“Do you think I will help you?”

Haitang’s narrow eyes stared at Taocheng.

“I think you will!”

Taocheng said with a smile.

“Viper, you, me, and Yuta, the three of us are about the same strength.”

“Last time it was you who passed the intramural challenge and became the official candidate. This time, it was me who got the official seat in the intramural ranking competition. Maybe next semester I will be driven by Yuta from the official position 860.”

“But whether it’s you, me, or Yuta, our strength is much worse than the predecessors who have participated in the national competition and won the national championship last year.”

“It’s better when we encounter weak teams. Minister Shimura and Deputy Minister Tetsiya are willing to give us the opportunity to exercise, but if we encounter a strong team, our strength is not enough to contribute to the tennis club.”

“I should be a substitute in the big game against Rikkai.

Taocheng suddenly became serious.

“Minister Shimura, Vice Minister Tejia, Senior Fuji, Senior Kan, Senior Kawamura, Senior Oishi, Senior Kikumaru, all seven are only one term higher than us, and they will still not graduate next year.”

“Viper, you shouldn’t want to compete with me and Yuta for the only main seat in the next semester or even next year, and then act as a substitute when facing a strong team?”

“I know that you guy has been secretly practicing short snake ball and spinning snake ball recently. I think you should also need an opponent for actual combat practice!”

Taocheng looked towards his old enemy who had contradicted himself on the first day of school.

After a few seconds of silence.

“Well, I will help you this idiot today!”

Haitang’s hoarse voice sounded.

September 15th.

(aidd) The day after the end of the first round of the Kanto Contest.

Seigaku is a few kilometers away.

Beside the road.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The sound of percussions continued to be heard from a rugged and old container.

Location not far from the container.

Oishi and Kikumaru.

The two of them are constantly moving alternately.

Two yellow-green tennis balls move back and forth between the Seigaku gold doubles and the container.

“I like this place very much.

“Last year’s Metropolitan Conference semi-finals, last year’s Metropolitan Conference finals, last year’s Kanto Contest semi-final Oishi, we will come here to reflect after losing the game last year.”

“But I don’t want to come here again until the end of this year’s national competition.

Kikumaru said while moving.

“I don’t want to either.”

“However, the combination of Kikumaru, Rikkai’s Marui Bunta and Jackal Mulberry is national level, and the combination of Nioh and Yanagyu is also very powerful. We can’t relax!”

“The next game against Rikkai will determine whether we can participate in this year’s national competition!”

Oishi said seriously.

September 16th.

The third day after the first round of the Kanto Contest.

In front of a traditional sushi restaurant.

“Aron, come down and help.”

“Carry this box of fresh salmon back to the store with me!”

The voice that clearly belonged to the middle-aged man sounded.

Inside the store.

On the corridor on the second floor.

Kawamura is pulling racquet again and again, his wrists are loaded with lead plates, and his clothes are already soaked in sweat.

After half a minute.

The front of the store.

“Aron, his strength has grown a lot, he is obviously stronger than my dad.

A sigh sounded.

It didn’t take long.

“Huh! Huh! Huh!”

The sound of racquet waving in the air sounded again.

September 17th.

The fourth day after the first round of the Kanto Contest.

In a network court inside a park.

“Brother, my strength is far worse than you. It is difficult for you to practice with me to help you.”

Yuta looked up and said.

“It’s still useful.

Fuji narrowed his eyes and smiled.

at the same time.

There was a bang.

Fuji hits serve.

“Step! Step! Step!”

The footsteps sounded quickly.

“Brother, your serve didn’t try its best.”

Yuta spoke.

A quick forehand swipe.

Half volley.

Yuta hit Fuji’s backhand with the tennis ball that had just landed.

“Where’s a good volley, Yuta!”

Fuji admired.

After an instant.

The rear of the court.

Fuji swings from bottom to top.

The tennis ball was hoisted high by Fuji.

“Boom!”

Yuta responded to the smash after the jump.

suddenly.

Yuta was seriously surprised.

Instead of using his back to the net, using a Kirin to land or a brown bear to greet his smash, Fuji rushed to the net and faced the tennis directly.

September 18th.

The fifth day after the first round of the Kanto Contest.

The backyard of Shoujiajia.

A faint white light enveloped the hands.

The sound of swinging

Shoujia is doing basic swing exercises under load.

“Samurai Echizen Nanjiro was able to reach the pinnacle of world tennis, not because of the selfless state, but because he was Echizen Nanjiro!”

“Any profound meaning is not invincible.”

“Mind, body, skill.”

“This is the player’s most fundamental source of strength!”

A paragraph appeared in the mind of the hand.

September 19th.

The sixth day after the first round of the Kanto Contest.

The night is getting darker.

The front of the computer.

“Nioh, Yanagyu, Jackal, Fumata, Renji, Sanada, Mori, Yukimura, this year’s Rikkai is not only stronger than last year, their lineup is also more balanced, and the maneuverability of the roster is stronger than last year.”

“Tomorrow’s game, the arrangement of the lineup is very important.

Do look at the data on the screen.

Around the clock.

September 20th.

The seventh day after the first round of the Kanto Contest.

Outside Shimura’s villa.

“Brother, I don’t like tennis. I won’t go to watch your game today.”

“But you must win!

A cute little guy is waving at Shimura.

“Do not worry.

“Brother won’t lose!”

Shimura said with a smile.

After half an hour.

Outside the Kanto Contest.

“The people from Seigaku are here!”

“Today they will play against Rikkai!”

The discussion sounded. .