I Never Hang Up When I Play Tennis

"Fire, the most representative, is destruction and attack."

And the final destruction.

Takamura didn't let Sanada take it either, because he definitely couldn't take it anyway.

"Sparkling prairie fire."

For the first time, Takamura called out the name of the move, which also represented Takamura's importance.

The flames were raging, all the power, the sharp force drilled into the tennis ball, and when it touched the ground, it collided with the ground, and a huge repulsion collided and exploded.

bang.

"The tennis ball is cracked." Yukimura yelled.

Others were also taken aback.

The tennis ball cracked and scattered, leaving only the darkened ground.

Similar to Byōdōin Hōō's American Pirates, it's a world-class trick.

"Sparks start a prairie fire, power is injected into the ball, and the repulsive force of the collision with the ground is used to destroy the tennis ball, resulting in a power ball that is difficult to hit back."

"Just kidding? This is tennis that people can play?"

Everyone opened their mouths wide, unable to believe what they saw.

and,

"Isn't this trick invincible?" Marui was sour.

It started and ended with Marui, and when others saw Takamura's improved skills for Sanada, they were full of envy.

The same teammates, why is the gap so big?

"Of course not invincible." Takamura shook his head.

"There are no invincible moves in the world, there are only invincible people. A spark must touch the ground, just catch the tennis ball before it touches the ground."

"Also, it's not impossible to catch a spark."

Saying that, Takamura fired another spark.

The tennis ball cracked and scattered.

Takamura has long been around the ball.

And more than 20 phantoms.

"Impossible." Liu yelled.

Completely defies common sense.

More than 20 phantoms raised the racquet at the same time, each aimed at the cracked tennis ball, and at the same time, slapped it fiercely.

Boom, the tennis ball slid past, leaving only a charred mark.

And, the stunned crowd.

"What kind of stunt is this?" Tezuka asked hoarsely.

"It's not a stunt, it's just pure speed."

When it comes to U17, playing more with one ball and playing with more balls is just the basics.

"Remember, there are no invincible tricks, only invincible people."

"Sanada, think about your skills, and ask me if you don't understand anything. You can't let go of basic training. You must learn it in 2 months."

"Yes, I must practice."

Sanada quickly agreed.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was even more envious.

"Hey, I gave you the position of minister. You can't help but repay this favor?"

"Minister, as a senior, you can't help but express it?" Maori said.

"Minister, look at my skills..."

Even Tezuka and Yukimura put down their restraint and surrounded them.

Sanada next to him just smirked. Sneak aside and be silly and happy.

"Okay, everyone has it," Takamura said.

This is a sweet date, so that everyone can stick to the boring training.

Otherwise, Takamura doesn't teach a single skill.

For now, the most important thing is the foundation.

Although, the fastest way to improve strength is to learn ball skills.

Especially the magical skills, which can completely make people jump over one gear, or even two fights.

"Sanada rest first, the others, continue to practice."

"Yes." By everyone, his voice was full of anger.

...

At 6 o'clock, Takamura nodded to Liu and turned to leave.

The task of supervision was left to Yanagi Renji.

You don't even need Superintendent Liu.

Tezuka et al are very self-conscious.

Like Takamura said.

People can only rely on themselves.

All by self-consciousness.

If the strength is weak, it will be eliminated.

Rikkai has members who are willing to accept hell training in order to become stronger.

As for Takamura, of course, he went to the club to practice.

There is no shortcut to becoming stronger.

At the gate of the school, Mamoru Inoue walked in dejectedly.

The car broke down when we came, and by the time we arrived at Rikkai, it was already late.

Mamoru Inoue, a reporter for Tennis Monthly, is a tennis fan himself and a huge fan of Echizen Nanjiro.

"Student, may I ask, how is the tennis club going?"

Inoue Mamoru asked.

When asked, Mamoru Inoue had to sigh.

This student is really handsome, just like himself when he was young.

Just as handsome.

Looking at Mamoru Inoue's work permit, Takamura understood.

"Turn left at the end."

"thanks."

Walking to the tennis club, Inoue was stunned.

When he wanted to come, it was already 6 o'clock, and the tennis club had already closed.

When he came to interview, he thought that he would come here, and it would not be a disadvantage to go in to see it.

But the current situation, 11 people.

Rikkai's official members, I'm afraid all of them are here.

And, still training hard.

Inoue was shocked.

It's been more than a week since school started, and I'm still training at 6 o'clock.

Compare with other schools.

Inoue guarded his judgment.

"With this perseverance, this year's Rikkai is the strongest contender for the National Championship."*