The Strongest Strategist in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 183 Son of God!

Half an hour later

An embarrassed figure fell on the court, with sweat on his handsome face, and his helpless expression made some people present a little bit heartbroken.

6-1

A crimson score is marked next to the court.

“Good, so strong.”

“It’s not an opponent at all, Seiichi Yukimura from Rikkai, is it so scary?”

Everyone looked at the teenager on the left side of the court with awe, the head of Rikkai Grand Tennis Department, Seiichi Yukimura, known as the Son of God, was shocked when he shot.

Even Seigaku’s super genius, Echizen Ryoma, who has already shown his prowess at the National Open, is not an opponent at all in the opponent’s hands.

As soon as the match was over, Taocheng and others jumped off the court, helped Echizen who fell on the court, and shouted anxiously: “Echizen…”

The opposite Yukimura, as if nothing had happened, turned and left the court.

“Let’s go…”

657…

The end of the two teams is not an end. The curtain on the national competition has just begun.

Just as the match between the two teams ended, not far from the team, a team wearing a green jersey also ended the match.

“game, Yamabuki Middle-School, 6-2.”

Referee has announced that the match is over, but the guys on the court didn’t seem to hear Referee’s words. Faced with the tennis ball that had already gone out, they caught up again, and the speed of terror broke out at this moment.

Relentlessly, a heavy thumping sound came from the racquet of the opposite person.

“Ajutsu”

Sengoku on the sidelines quickly dissuaded him, but Ajutsu’s racquet swung faster than before and waved towards the tennis ball.

Patter

“Be careful, deep well.”

Without other people’s reminders, humans would choose to escape when they felt dangerous. The guy named Shenjing in court quickly avoided, and the tennis ball just brushed his face across.

A scorching pain came from his face.

“this ”

Shen Jing touched his face, and bright red blood flowed out of his face.

“Damn fellow, you” an uncontrollable anger came from deep in his heart. Didn’t that guy even dared to make a move when he heard that the match was over.

brush

After raising his head and looking at each other’s eyes, there was an unstoppable sense of fear in his heart, as if being topped by a wild beast.

“You, what do you want to do?”

Even without any language threat, just a look in his eyes already made him feel terrified.

“Humph!”

Ajiuzin snorted coldly, took a step towards the front, glanced at the other person with disdain, and said, “Trash.”

The young man named Shenjing quickly backed up to the rear, widening the distance from Ajiujin: “Don’t you, don’t come over.

“Akui-san, what do you want to do?” The referee on the side (cfdf) frowned, and the referee who had left his seat was ready to step in.

Sengoku jumped from the stands and said quickly, “Don’t make trouble, Akutsu.

The team finally made it into the national competition, and now is not the time to cause trouble.

Ajutsu stopped, looking at the two with impatient expressions, and said bluntly: “Don’t order me!”

As soon as he turned his eyes, an old man had already walked to the other person’s side, his figure was not burly, and it was no different from an ordinary old man, only to see that he had walked to Ajujin’s side, and lightly patted a few times. On his shoulder, he slowly said, “Hoho, Ajiujin, don’t you have something to do? You have caused something here, but you can’t go.

Do it.

“Too annoying!”

Ajutsu, who looked down on everyone, saw the old man, the fierce anger on his face was also reduced a lot, did not continue to mad, and left the field.

“Guardian, are you okay.

Looking at Akuzu after he left, Sengoku, who was extremely nervous, hurriedly leaned forward and asked him quickly.

The referee on the side also cast condolences, obviously caring for the old man in front of him.

The person in front of him is the tennis coach of Yamabuki Middle-School, and he is also the living fossil of island tennis. Although it has been a long time since he was active, the opponent is already well-known. Therefore, everyone’s concern seems normal.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. Now Ajutsu is not the bad boy he used to be.” The old companion shook his head and glanced deeply at the tennis ball that was constantly bouncing on the ground.

“Please don’t care too much about what happened today?” After saying this, the elderly companion did not wait for Sengoku to interrupt, and took the lead in looking at the referee on the side.

“I know what to do, don’t worry.” After seeing the eyes of the elderly companion, the referee also nodded and quickly replied.

…

Above the court, there is no atmosphere of tension just now. .