I, the tennis devil, build the strongest era

“Then it seems that the only way to win the game is to rely on the later games!!”
He thought so in his heart, but the cruel reality hit him hard.
Looking at the six-to-zero doubles number one, it was like a basin of cold water pouring him from head to toe.
“Keep up to the beat~!”
Kamio Akira casually pinned the racket “863” under his arm, and opened his mouth to utter his own mantra.
He had just finished a match, and he didn’t even sweat a drop.
The shortcoming of his lack of physical strength was clearly pointed out in the previous targeted training plan.
Also for this, a lot of training methods and suggestions are given.
Akira Kamio naturally studied this whole year painstakingly.
His current physical strength is very abundant! ! !
“It’s so easy, I won the game…”
Off the court, even Mamoru Inoue was a little surprised.
It seems that Fudo Peak’s tennis players are more powerful than he imagined.
Even, not only his.
“I didn’t collect any useful information…”
Sadaharu’s pen is writing and drawing in the notebook,
“The players of Persimmon Middle School have no way to make the opponent play their best.”
“The collected information is only some basic information, and the opponent’s speed is very fast~”
“It seems that we are going to face a tough battle next…”
Obviously, in Gan Zhenzhi’s heart, who Qingxue’s next opponent will be is already known.
“Easy and easy, I thought how powerful the opponent was, and those who were cautious had already used three levels of horsepower.”
In the arena, Akira Kamio, who returned to the rest area of ​​the players, deliberately continued to joke there,
“Who knows, he fell down before I could exert any force.”
“Tsk tsk, it’s really vulnerable!!”
This tone of voice made Jiu Guigui, who was about to play as the third number in the singles, blacken for a moment.
“This guy……”
He stared fixedly at Kamio’s back, wishing he could eat him alive.
Even after the referee announced that the game had officially started, he still stared at Kamio who was deliberately teasing and laughing.
Then~
Whoosh! !
Shua~
A sound of breaking through the air, and a rapid friction sound, instantly rang in Kiichi Kuki’s ears.
“Um?!”
He subconsciously looked down, only to see a tennis ball getting closer and closer to his eyes, gradually filling his field of vision.
finally~
boom! !
A powerful serve, unbiased, flew up and hit his cheek.
“I didn’t concentrate during the game…”
Ibu Shinji took out a tennis ball from his trouser pocket again, “It seems that you really don’t want to win.”
Boom~
Snapped.
As his gentle tone fell, Kuki Kiichi’s figure also fell to the ground gorgeously.
Visible to the naked eye, his right cheek was red and swollen.
“Where is that serve?!”
Mamoru Inoue and Sadaharu Kane both saw clearly.
“Is it Ryoma (Echizen)’s outspin serve?”
“No, not right~”
The two shook their heads at the same time and denied, “The angle and direction of this kind of spin are somewhat different from those of an external spin serve.”
However, the effect and style of play are basically the same as the external rotation serve.
“But to be able to hit the ball like this…”
Mamoru Inoue looked at the figure in the field with some surprise, “It seems that the other party is not an ordinary person.”
“First it was Akira Kamio before, and now there is Shinji Ibu…”
Gan Sadaharu was also taking notes, “It seems that there are great tennis players in Fudo Peak, one after another!!”
He only felt that the tip of his pen that recorded the data was a little heavy.
“hateful……”
Kuki Kiichi who fell on the ground felt the burning injury on his cheek, struggling to get up from the ground.
“It’s not over yet!!”
“Oh? Can you still hold on?”
Ibu Shinji, who was already planning to leave the stage, glanced at him casually.
“Then I’ll play with you again.”
He tossed the tennis ball high in his hand again, and at the same time he was muttering:
“At my level, in our team, it is nothing at all, not even ranked in the top four.”
“But it’s more than enough to deal with a trash fish like you.”
“What does this mean? It means that I am not too strong, but…”
The next moment, Ibu Shinji looked at the falling tennis ball and swung his racket suddenly.
“You guys are really too weak!!”
I saw a golden beam of light attacking straight towards the field where Kuki Kiichi was.
“Am I too weak? Really too weak?!”
Killing people and killing people’s hearts, Yiwu Shensi used the words he was most proud of, which stabbed his heart in the opposite direction.
“Am I really, so weak…”
This was the last thought that came to Kuki Kiichi’s mind with dull eyes.
What followed was the tennis ball getting closer and closer to his cheek.
~~~~~~~~~
Following the abstention of Kuki Kiichi, the head coach of Kakiki Middle School, Fudo Peak officially broke into the final of the regional preliminaries with a record of 3-0.
also declared that heWe got tickets to the Metropolitan Convention! !
“Looks like it’s time to re-adjust the state~”
Kan Sadaji pushed his glasses, “Otherwise, in the preliminaries of the division, there is a possibility of losing the game.”
Having witnessed Fudo Peak’s game results with his own eyes, such pressure also made Kan Sadaji rush towards his team in a hurry.
We need to analyze this game carefully, and carefully formulate strategies for the next finals.
“Such a Fudo Peak Tennis Club…”
Mamoru Inoue looked at the figure who got up from the coach’s bench after the game was over.
“It seems that this well-deserved dark horse is going to amaze everyone.”
“Violent incident…”
He pondered slightly, then took out the phone from his pocket.
At the exit of the venue, a group of players from Fudo Peak also walked out with their backpacks on their backs.
“Easy and easy, so you have successfully advanced to the conference, and won the finals again and again to zero!!”
Kamio is obviously full of confidence, and the opponents who have come down in these few games have really made him see the gap.
It’s not enough at all~
“In the next game, we will face the runner-up of last year’s Metropolitan Conference, the top four of the Kanto Conference, Qingxue…”
Kamio Akira blew the ends of his hair, “Finally, there is a somewhat level opponent~”
“…”
Fuji Yuta opened his mouth too wide, trying to remind Kamio not to underestimate his opponent.
But when he remembered his goals and determination, he couldn’t help but keep silent.
Qingxue, they are sure to win! !
“Call Kim and Akutsu back~”
Xu Feizhi casually took out a list of entries,
“Then facing Qingxue, it is an opponent that is barely worth a fight.”
“It’s time to consider letting the first-team players play.”
“Although we have already advanced to the Metropolitan Conference, but what I, no, we, want, is more than just a ticket~”
Xu Feizhi turned his head, looked at the fiery eyes and gestures of the players behind him, and chuckled lightly:
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