I, The Tennis King, Create The Strongest Era

"This guy~"

Yagyu Hiroshi in the stands was also silent, pushing his glasses slightly.

But if you look closely, this gentleman, who has always been known for his elegance, also showed an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

From the situation of the phantom, it can be seen how hard Niou Masaharu is.

The tacit understanding and communication between the two of them, everything goes without saying.

"First is the power-type wave ball, then the speed-type [Scythe Weasel], and then there is neither power nor speed, and it directly gets stuck in the blind spot of vision [Shenyin..."

Many tennis players were also analyzing Niou Masaharu's hitting style there.

[Shen Yin], when hitting the ball back, add a vertical turning force perpendicular to the ground to the ball, so that the ball will rise rapidly after being hit, as if it is invisible.

At the same time, you can also use "Shen Yin" when serving.

In the end, again by his partner, Yagyu Hiroshi, without any changes, just highlighted a [fast] straight ball, [laser beam], to end the round.

"With so many tennis players, so many skills and moves, facing such an unpredictable opponent, anyone will have a lot of psychological pressure..."

All the tennis players looked silently into the field, which seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze.

Even the two players of the west coast representative team in the field where the atmosphere gradually became a bit uncomfortable.

Although they do look very strong, but at the same time, they are only fourteen or fifteen years old.

This age group is also the stage most easily influenced by emotions.

Undoubtedly, the mysterious phantom ability displayed by Niou Masaharu also brought a huge blow to the morale of the two.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

On the coach's bench, Richard Baker, who had been holding the script of Turning Defeat into Victory and Jedi's Counterattack, saw that things were beginning to deviate from the direction of the script he expected, so he couldn't help but lower his tone.

"Why not put on the best performance and show?!"

The role of the coach should be to point out the problems of the players, and to analyze and explain the opponent's ball path and moves~

But Richard Baker is a great agent, but not a good coach.

All he knew was that the poor performance of the two made him very dissatisfied.

"You have to know that in the auditorium, representatives of various sponsors are still watching your performance!!"

Richard Baker said calmly:

"If the strength you have shown makes the sponsor very dissatisfied, even if you get the sponsorship in the end, the share of the two of you may be the lowest in the contract you get."

"Even if the win is not beautiful enough, it will piss off the sponsors and make them very unhappy!!"

"This point, you have to think carefully!!"

What he moved out were only the spurs and warnings from the business.

"YES! BOSS!!"

Billy Katie and Mike Lee only nodded in deep voices.

And the former raised his head even more, and looked at the figure that Dao had haunted him.

"Stephanie..."

He secretly swore in his heart: "You can watch with peace of mind!!"

If it won’t hit the spot, I’ll lose the game!!”

"I absolutely can't, in front of the girl I like, lose face and lose the game!!"

Mike Lee also had a serious expression, walking towards the court.

He is the only son of a wealthy family who immigrated to the United States from the flower-growing country.

In terms of identity, it is very similar to Atobe Keigo.

He has been concentrating on learning Kung Fu since he was a child, and he is known as a master of the new generation.

His father was an immigrant who planted flowers. After a lot of struggle, he got his current wealth.

And, his father's motto is to eat meat.

In life, if you don't eat people, you will be eaten.

Perhaps it was in the United States, the harsh business society, and the wisdom of life learned that made Mike Lee grow up under the strict knowledge of his father.

The higher a person climbs, the harder he will fall if he is careless for a moment.

In order to stand out, you must keep winning!!

Therefore, he relied on kung fu to train himself, and at the same time began to challenge or challenge the new field of tennis.

He is strict with himself and others, and this is his way of life.

"But now it seems that the situation is very bad~"

In the lounge of the West Coast team, the Griffey brothers watched the TV, the serious and dignified two said in a low voice.

The defeat of the companions on the court, and even the atmosphere in the lounge, became a little strange.

"The white-haired one is really good at his style.

"It's never been seen before, there is such a way of playing."

"Being able to transform into so many powerful tennis players to play, even if you play singles, you can occupy a high seat, right?"

"It seems that the representative team of the country of Japan is not as vulnerable as imagined, but quite difficult."

"Especially, this is just a player selected from the Kanto region, with such amazing skills!!"

In the room, other players were also discussing in low voices, on the TV, about Niou Masaharu's performance.

Not only them, but even the players and spectators who watched the game in other regions remembered the name Niou Masaharu.

At the same time, I am also feeling emotional, as expected of Rikkai, the king who has dominated for two consecutive years, every player is so powerful and terrifying!!

Moreover, they also thought of a very scary thing, that is...

"Then how strong is Fudomine, who defeated Rikkai Dai 3-0 in the Kanto Tournament?!!"

This is destined to be a situation that many people are more concerned about.

But for now, let's watch this game first.

In the huge stadium, with Japan's national team, they scored five points in one go, and the atmosphere in the stadium reached its climax.

Many spectators were there cheering, cheering and cheering, and even whistled.

Most of them are full of jubilation and joy, happy that their country can gain the advantage and is about to win the game.

Except for one place~

"Do not make jokes…………."

In the stands, next to the big sponsors, Mr. Nakamura clenched his hands, almost crying.

"If I lose the first game, my position will be quite embarrassing..."

He twisted his body a little restlessly there, almost sitting on pins and needles.

"Please hurry up and turn defeat into victory for me!!"

Xu heard his prayers and wailing, and the goddess of luck... didn't come to him.

He even kicked him aside with one kick.

on the playing field~

"Next, it seems to be my serve~"

Niou Masaharu pinned the net racquet under his arm and stood at the baseline, showing an intriguing smile.

This round, according to the order of doubles, it happened to be his turn to serve.

"If that's the case...."

He held the racquet in his hand, "Let me end this game with my extremely gorgeous skills!!"

As he spoke, he slowly stretched one arm upwards, and raised a finger:

"Don't be intoxicated by my master's wonderful skills!!"

"The one who wins will be my uncle!!"

Forward, Atobe Keigo at net:

What you say are all my words!!

The corners of his brows twitched, and he finally understood why Kabaji Munehiro would turn a blind eye to him at first, and instead went to serve Nioh.

Just such a small gesture, he was also tightly controlled by him!!

"As long as we keep our spirits up and hit back at their serve, we'll be fine."

On the opposite side, Mike Lee and Billy Katie are still cheering on themselves:

"They don't have any powerful serve moves, so it should be easy to break their serve...Huh?!!"

When the two were talking, the figure in their eyes suddenly changed again.

Although the same gray hair, but the head seems to be a little taller.

Moreover, this time, he was wearing a gray and white school uniform~

"An unfamiliar Japanese player again?"

The faces of the two people immediately became a little ugly: "Could it be that this time, it's the phantom's imitation serve trick?!"

Well, they have been educated so much, and they finally know how Niou Masaharu plays.

This time, they did not disappoint them, and they successfully guessed it.

only~~~

It seems that this is not a good thing~

"Eh? Who is that figure?!"

In the auditorium, at the position of Hyotei Gakuen, Oshitari Yuushi, Mukahi Gakuto and others were all startled, and then all looked at Otori Cyotaroh who was sitting there.

"it's me?!"

Otori Cyotaroh himself was stunned.

Ryo's eyes were turning back and forth between the figure on the field and Otori Cyotaroh himself.

Immediately~

"Well, it is exactly the same!!"

He nodded and gave such an evaluation.

Now, on that net court, this time Niou Masaharu transformed into Otori Cyotaroh!!

As far as serving is concerned, Otori Cyotaroh is absolutely unavoidable in the entire junior high school tennis world.

His serve doesn't have so many bells and whistles, it goes straight to the point, and its focus is to highlight the word "fast"!!

And, it's not that fast!!

"ER..."

With a familiar tone in his mouth, the tennis ball in his hand was thrown to the highest point in the sky.

"Into......soul!!!"

boom!!!

With the last word falling from his mouth, 'Otori Cyotaroh' swung his racket swiftly!

At this moment, with incomparable accuracy, it hit the falling tennis ball.

Whoosh!!!

The extreme speed rolled up layers of waves, and it seemed that even the air would be torn apart!!

At this moment, the golden tennis ball suddenly turned into a scud missile that was faster than a beam of laser beams, drawing a long trace in midair!!

boom!!

When Billy Katie and Mike Lee didn't react at all

0...ask for flowers,

The tennis ball had already landed heavily on the ground, smashed a deep hole, and bounced to the wall behind him.

"Fifteen to zero!!"

As the referee's announcement sounded, they reacted.

"well

Billy Katie turned around, looking at the tennis ball that was spinning on the ground in disbelief.

Twitching the corners of his mouth, his throat felt a little dry.

Even if it seems to them

It's all pretty quick serve!!

Slap!!

In Hyotei's auditorium, Taki Haginosuke, who is good at counting seconds, pressed the button precisely when the tennis ball landed.

"Speed, 200.5KM/h!!"

He was quite shocked, and looked at Niou Masaharu on the field.

"Have you already exceeded the speed of 200 kilometers per hour?!!"

"Changtaro, how much speed can your [Heavy Cannon Serve] hit now?!"

Anato Ryo asked directly.

"During the training and selection, I used the machine there to measure, and now it has reached a maximum of two hundred kilometers.

Otori Cyotaroh was equally shocked, and answered honestly there.

"That is to say..."

Everyone in Hyotei also looked at the 'Otori Cyotaroh' who threw the tennis ball down again.

"Is it true that the opponent is not only able to get infinitely close to each other in terms of body shape, but also various skills?!!"

"But....……"

Akutakawa Jirou didn't sleep this time, so he was puzzled and said:

"Chotaro is able to play such a super high-speed serve, isn't the main reason why he is tall?!"

"Why, this Niou Masaharu can also do this step? No matter how successful the illusion is, it is impossible to even grow taller?!"

......00

Well, as Otori Cyotaroh, who is only in the second year of middle school, he is already 1.85 meters tall~~~

That is Tsukimitsu Ochi who claims to be able to hit the fastest Mach serve in the high school world and no one can catch it.

He is also tall at 2.26 meters.

Therefore, the speed of serve has a great factor with height.

And Niou Masaharu's height is only 1.76 meters. Although he is not short, he is still a little short of the [Heavy Cannon Serve] that can play Otori Cyotaroh's true power.

"boom!!"

Another [Heavy Artillery Serve] with a speed of nearly 200 kilometers per hour was shot out by him.

But this time, it didn't break through two hundred.

"Sure enough, such a natural factor as height, I still can't overcome it for the time being..."

Holding the racquet in his hand, Niou Masaharu was still talking to himself while listening to the "thirty to zero" announced by the referee.

"This is not possible. To make the phantom truly perfect, it must be imitated in every way~"

"The factor of height cannot be a reason for restricting my phantom. It can only be said that my phantom is still not fully cultivated."

"It seems that I have to strengthen my training again...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Xu Feizhi who was also watching the game in the channel.

"His ball speed started to slow down.

Billy Katie and the others who were receiving the ball naturally also discovered this situation.

"It seems that his imitation is not invincible~"

After realizing this, the two of them felt a lot easier.

"Next, his ball speed will also become weaker. At that time, we will be able to catch it more easily...huh?"

The smiles that hadn't yet bloomed between the two froze on their faces again.

I only saw that on the opposite field, it was another person.

Blue and white coat, also has a fried hedgehog hair, and~

That pair of bright black-rimmed glasses.

"Eh? Is this me?!"

Inui Sadaharu, who was recording the data, paused for a moment.

Then beside him, the yelling voices of the surrounding companions also sounded:

"Really, he looks like a phantom!!"

"It can't be said that there is no difference, it can only be said that they are exactly the same!!"

"It feels like there are two dry seniors appearing on the field!!!"

Everyone was amazed there, amazed at Niou Masaharu's phantom ability, how many people can be phantom.

And they have the same idea, as well as Billy Katie and Mike Lee.

But they are not amazed, but a little crazy:

"How many tennis players can this white-haired bastard imitate?!!"

"You said you have the kung fu to imitate, wouldn't it be good to practice your tennis more?!!"

The corners of their mouths twitched, both speechless and helpless, watching the figures that kept bouncing up and catching them on the ground.

For a while, I was inexplicably tired.

After they finally adapted to one player's skills, they switched to another one in the next second.

Such a result is really easy to dampen people's fighting spirit.

Moreover, in such a situation of changing phantoms like this, it must be to deal with them and choose the most suitable players.

In fact, it is exactly so.

[Fill up a chapter first, and then you can take a little breather, which will speed up the progress, try to make more!!].