The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 641 Higa and no.3

August 26th.

The third day after the end of the national competition.

It’s noon.

“Cracking!”

Thunder resounded.

“Wow!”

The pouring rain watered the whole earth.

After continuous sunny weather, Tokyo, with an average annual rainfall of more than 1,400 millimeters, ushered in the first heavy rain in August.

Tokyo Metropolitan Arena.net court main venue.

The huge open-air gymnasium, which was full of voices three days ago, is being twisted by rain.

Thousands of miles away from Arena.com court.

Okinawa.

It’s hard to get on the sunny beach.

The location is nearly 100 meters away from the edge of the sea.

A piece of public net without barbed wire protection around the court.

“It’s a very strong level. In the past ten years, Okinawa, which has not had a team that can make it into the national competition, actually has such a powerful player?”

“Last year’s team representing Kyushu in the national competition was Lions Raku and Fukuoka’s Eagle Castle, but the strength of Eagle Castle is obviously not as good as ours in Higa. We are the second best school in Kyushu!”

“We didn’t make it into the national competition this year because of bad luck, and we met Lion Music in advance. Next year, Kite, Hiro Kai, Hiraguba, Tian Renzhi, Shiranui, they will definitely represent our 08 Okinawa to enter the national competition! ”

“Curious pace!”

The sound of discussion and exclamation continued to ring.

Inside the court.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The impact is loud.

Above the court.

A man with a height of about 1.7 meters, wearing a white and crimson hat, with long brown hair and a white and purple coat, clearly belonged to a junior high school student.

A teenager with a height of nearly 1.65 meters, light yellow hair and a purple blouse.

The two of them are fighting.

“Higa (junior high school)!”

Both of them had the same school name engraved on their clothes.

outside the court sideline.

“Ping Guchang and Kai, both of them have mastered the method of moving forward and backward.”

“It’s really enviable!”

A junior high school student with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, a strand of white hair around his forehead, a slim body, a very gloomy face, and the word “Higa” on his clothes.

Chinenkuan in Higa.

His eyes scanned the two players who were on the field for practice matches, Hira Koba Rin and Kai Yujiroh.

Next to Chinen Hiroshi.

“Shokudi method, you all must master it!”

Kite Eishirou.

This year’s minister in Higa.

Let Kyushu overlord Lions taste the only man who failed in this year’s Kyushu competition.

“Our Higa is not a traditional prestigious school, it does not have the background of Seigaku and Rikkai Daisuke, nor does it have the professional advanced equipment of Hyotei and Shonan Shonan!”

“Coach Saotome, his level is far from that of well-known coaches such as Lionel’s Suzuki.”

“If we want to break out of Kyushu and show the strength of Okinawa to other schools, all we can rely on is hard training and the ancient Okinawa martial arts that only we have!”

He said in a deep voice.

The cheers around did not make Kite’s eyes and face show the slightest joy.

Kite’s voice fell for nearly half a minute.

“rustle!”

“rustle!”

A very heavy sound from footsteps on the sand rang behind Kite.

Kite Eishirou.

Chinenkuan.

Shiranui Tomiya.

The three sophomores in Higa Junior High School turned their heads.

Tian Renzhihui, a fat giant with a height of more than 1.5 meters. Under the gaze of Kite and Chinenkuan, his feet left the beach and entered the court where the ground was solidified by concrete.

“Eishirou, this is today’s sports newspaper.”

“But there is nothing to read in today’s newspaper. The tennis section is still the same as yesterday and the day before yesterday. It is analyzing the finished national game and the information of the players!”

Tian Renzhihui shook his head and said.

At the same time, he handed a newspaper to Kite with his right hand.

“Also, this is your letter.”

“I haven’t opened this letter. Judging from the address it sent, this letter was sent from Tokyo.

Tian Renzhihui then stretched out his left hand.

“My letter?

“Friends and prowess I don’t have in Tokyo.”

Kite frowned slightly.

A few seconds later.

“A special invitation letter sent to me?”

“As a junior high school student, can you be invited into that place, just like Shimurasuke last year?”

Kite’s eyes flashed with excitement and sharp light.

In Kite’s hands, the envelope has been opened, and a piece of letter paper with all the words except “Higa Middle-School Kite Eishirou” printed by the computer is shaking.

At the top of the letter content.

“U17!

An English letter and two Arabic numerals are very conspicuous.

at the same time.

Ten kilometers away from Arena.com court.

The interior of a hospital.

In a separate ward.

Liu, Nioh, Yanagi, Fumata, Jackal, Yanagi, and Maori, the six of them stood upright, looking at Yukimura, who could only sit on the side of the bed and wear a white robe.

At this moment.

Yukimura’s face was pale, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

suddenly.

Maori and others all turned their heads.

“Taste!”

The door was pushed open.

“Student Yukimura, your surgery is about to begin in 20 minutes. Please don’t walk around in the next time. We will arrange someone to take you to the operating room later!’

A middle-aged nurse exhorted.

“understood!

Yukimura nodded and said.

“Yukimura”

Wen Tai, Jackal and others were worried. 987

“Operation..”

“Once the operation fails, Yukimura’s tennis career will come to an end!

The calm character Liu couldn’t help making a fist.

“Tick! Tick!

The sound of the second hand of the clock continued to ring.

Fifteen minutes later.

On the corridor less than 20 meters away from the ward.

“Step! Step! Step!”

Sanada strode forward, and he quickly passed the doctors and nurses who were walking towards Yukimura’s ward.

A few seconds later.

Sanada pushed open the door of the ward.

“Yukimura, your letter.

“Shimura asked to give it to you personally!”

Sanada said.

“Also, Yukimura asked me to tell you that he hopes to see you defeat your opponent in the U17 Cup. Also, he has reserved a place for you in the U17 team. He also said that he doesn’t think of a player like you. Knocked down by illness!”

Sanada continued.

After half a minute.

“Shimura classmates”

Yukimura murmured.

He looked away from a piece of paper that was obviously typed out by a computer and another piece of letter paper that was obviously written by hand, and turned to look at the badge that had been picked up by his left hand.

“NO3! ”

A very obvious mark is engraved on the badge.

Sorry, it took a lot of time to complete the next detailed outline.

There will be one more later.