The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 1968 : Fuji Yuta

The date for the training match between St. Rudolf and Hyotei is coming soon, Hyotei home court.

The match was in the afternoon, and he took time off for the afternoon class.

Zongshen bought a bottle of water and waited under the shade for his opponent.

The arrival time of those people was an hour earlier, and in the middle was a young black-haired youth who looked a little thin.

Maybe he noticed his gaze, the other party looked at him, raised his hand and waved, “The new minister of Hyotei, Zongshen, how are you.”

It seems that the investigation was done in advance, Zongshen raised his hand and waved in return.

At the beginning of the month, that person who likes to collect data like Seigaku Inui Sadaharu.

Zongshen sat on the chair and didn’t move. The young man in the lead didn’t mind. He smiled and spared his hair. “You go get familiar with the venue, and I will talk to this dark horse.”

The team members weren’t surprised. Ever since they learned that Hyotei had changed the king, they had to talk about this mysterious existence every day at the beginning of the month.

“You have black hair.” “Zongshen25, who walked up the steps to stand under the tree and squatted down with sitting, looked up at Zongshen25, “Your surname is Shoujia. I thought you had anything to do with Kunimitsu Kunimitsu.” ”

“It doesn’t seem to be anymore now.” Guanyuechu said: “This coincidence is really clever. Atobe has always wanted to defeat the hand family Kunimitsu, but now another one called the hand family kicked him off the throne. You say, he is Isn’t it very close to the surname of the Shou family?”

Zongshen looked at him calmly.

At the beginning of watching the moon, his fingers could not help but wrap his hair again, “By the way, you probably don’t know who Kunimitsu is? That is a strangely strong existence, you say-you and him, who is stronger?”

“Me.” Zongshen didn’t make any waves, and said in a flat tone an answer that couldn’t be more ordinary.

In the last Prince of Tennis world, handist Kunimitsu has lost in his hands how many times.

I just don’t know how far Kunimitsu has grown up in this world.

He was looking forward to it.

“The corners of your mouth twitched faintly at the beginning of the month. ”

“I’m not saying that.” Zongshen stood up and looked down at the beginning of the moon while still squatting. “I am stating an inevitable fact, using my strength.

“I don’t believe in rumors, I only believe in strength.

“Ha, watching the tree roots covered with green grass at the beginning of the month, I was really arrogant. But what if I look forward to it?

Zongshen walked down the steps, and Hyotei’s people also came up.

He also saw many Hyotei students who were not the team being selected arbitrarily interrogate here, and one person ran up to him and blushed and asked him to cheer.

Zongshen: “? Wait.

He looked at the freckled teenager, “School is off this afternoon?”

“No.” The freckled teenager had bright eyes, “We skipped class!!

Zongshen was even more confused, “It’s just a practice match.”

The boy looked solemn, “Senior, even if it’s just a practice match, you can’t let others win! Match first, friendship second!”

Zongshen: “Okay.”

“Let’s go.” Shishido Ryoh passed by the two of them with the racquet, yelled at Zongshen, and slowly continued to the arena.

Zongshen nodded at the boy and followed Shishido Ryoh to the arena.

When they were halfway there, Atobe Keigo and Kabaji Munehiro also came. Kabaji Munehiro still carried the sleeping Akutagawa Jirou in his hands.

As soon as they arrived, the candidates and alternates were all there.

The first game was Otori Cyotaroh and Fuji Yuta.

Zongshen looked at the match in the field.

At the beginning of the match, Otori Cyotaroh pressed Fuji Yuta to fight.

But as the match pushed back, Fuji Yuta also followed.

“It’s external rotation!”

“A new trick? Why haven’t I seen it.”

Zongshen listened to the onlookers outside the iron net not far away.

“It’s a new trick. I’ve seen their performance in the regional competition. This trick is not easy to stop.”

“I didn’t see them used in the last practice match. It should have been hidden.

Otori Cyotaroh didn’t seem to be caught off guard, he just waited and pressed racquet to try to catch the ball.

However, the ball jumped to the inside.

His racquet is completely in two directions with tennis, and he can’t help it at all.

“Huh?” Sakura Taro raised his eyes to sit on the opposite side and watch the beginning of the moon. At the beginning of the moon, he seemed to have expected that he would look over. He put his fingers around his hair and smiled in his eyes, as if he was all in the hands of the hall.

“Snapped!”

“Otori Cyotaroh–get one point.”

At the beginning of Guanyue, the smug smile on his face was heard before he let go.

He frowned and looked at the arena.

There were dense beads of sweat on Fuji Yuta’s forehead. He panted and looked at the other side, his hands making a slight face.

Otori Cyotaroh’s heavy hitting force is too strong, and forcibly catching the ball is too heavy for him.

Originally, he thought that external spin and internal spin could hit the other side by surprise, relying on this to win points.

But it only worked once.

The second external spin was sent over and the opponent didn’t go to catch the ball, but took two steps back and picked the ball over.

After seeing the high ball, he subconsciously used a clear sky slap, but the opponent hit the ball back with stronger force.

Before he could react, the opponent had already scored.

In the Minister’s profile, isn’t Otori Cyotaroh a hard hit? When will he retreat with that kind of skill?!

He didn’t even know that Otori Cyotaroh’s retreat, high ball and quick return, these actions completely copied the skills of Zongshen and Oshitari Yuushi.

It’s just that Zongshen retreats to slow down his strength, and Otori Cyotaroh retreats 480 to allow himself more room for reaction, regardless of whether the ball jumps to the left or right, he can catch it with one leg.

It perfectly solves the cramp that I didn’t know which direction to take before.

Shishido Ryoh’s mouth twitched slightly and looked at the stadium.

Oshitari Yuushi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and sighed. Seeing this familiar scene, Mukahi Gakuto instantly remembered where he had seen this serial trick.

He grinned and hung on Oshitari Yuushi, “What should I do? It seems that your younger generation has clearly remembered the scene where you were beaten with no strength to fight back. Not only did you remember it clearly, it was also used.

“What can I do.” Oshitari Yuushi glanced at Zongshen, who was sitting next to him carefully watching the match, “Just beat him and refresh Otori Cyotaroh’s memory.”

“Yo! Ambitious! Let’s defeat him together!” Mukahi Gakuto grinned and waved his fist.

Oshitari Yuushi retracted his gaze falling on Zongshen.

It really makes people wonder what to say.

Hand Zongshen is sometimes extremely proud, but at some point, that kind of pride will disappear again.

His pride comes from tennis, but he is humble and serious.

He will carefully see that every opponent in front of him is not a crushing match, even if that match is just a match between ordinary players.

This is a very strange point.