Legendary tennis, starting from signing up to talent

Watching this ball.

For the first time, Genichirō Sanada showed a hesitant look on his face.

Although in his opinion, this ball could not hurt Kitagawa at all.

But no matter as a senior or a member of the tennis club.

He needs to protect Kitagawa, the tennis club captain of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

But if he really did that.

Then it would definitely satisfy Hiroshi Wakato.

Even this game would turn into a farce.

"Senior Sanada."

"Let me do it."

The next moment.

Kitagawa, who was sitting on the bench, said softly with an expressionless face.

While speaking, he had already grasped the racket placed aside in his hand.

The whole person stood there.

Although immature, he was extremely majestic.

There was no wave in his eyes, and he was ruthless and thoughtless.

It can be said.

Kitagawa must now give the opponent a shock.

Otherwise, Wakato Hiroshi would be equivalent to opening up a way for the rest of Shonan Johsei to target the Kaida University.

Not seeking victory, but seeking a way to hurt people.

"Yeah."

Hearing this.

Sanada Genichirō responded in a deep voice.

Then he moved a step to the left.

Then.

The tennis ball passed by him without any hindrance.

With his eyes slightly moving, Kitagawa raised the racket in his hand and pointed it directly at the incoming tennis ball.

At the same time.

The racket in his hand also became particularly bright and brilliant at this moment, as if it had turned into a sun.

"Light Strike·Heavenly Punishment!"

A voice without any emotion sounded like a bell.

Kitagawa, who was surrounded by a rolling breath, said softly.

Wind and waves, flames, water mist, and electric light were all hidden in it.

It seemed to exist, but it seemed nothing.

When I looked again.

Everything seemed to merge into a more mysterious and majestic existence.

It makes people feel nervous.

In an instant.

The racket in Beichuan's hand seemed to become boundless.

Just like the scorching sun in the sky.

And at this moment.

The scorching sun disappeared, and the tennis ball suddenly appeared.

The wind and clouds met, and there was thunder and lightning.

Bang!

The tennis ball shot towards the opposite side in an instant.

Indistinctly.

An indescribable invisible sun fell from the sky.

The punishment of heaven, captivating, and frightening!

"What... what?!"

Ruo Renhong, who seemed to be shrouded by this vision, looked at this terrifying ball.

The whole person was shaking like a sieve, and cold sweat covered his forehead.

His lips turned pale in an instant.

He wanted to escape now, escape from here.

But his legs seemed to have lost consciousness and could not move at all.

He could only stare at this punishment from heaven like a falling sun with horror and fear.

Boom!!!

The next moment.

Outside the court.

A terrifying shock wave spread in all directions in an instant, rolling up waves of dust and smoke.

The huge roar directly caused many people present to fall into a state of temporary deafness.

Until the dust and smoke dissipated.

A deep pit appeared in everyone's sight.

And the edge of the deep pit has spread to the Chengcheng Shonan team.

It can be said that.

If this ball is a little bit forward.

Then the entire Chengcheng Shonan team is likely to be wiped out.

"This bastard!!!"

After seeing this scene, the Chengcheng Shonan team, who were already hostile to Beichuan, were afraid at first, and then they started to curse.

Everyone's eyes were filled with strong anger.

"Coach Hanamura."

"This is a warning!"

"If this happens again."

"I don't mind letting the ball fall to Shonan's side."

Kitagawa said loudly with a sunny smile.

As if the ball just now was not his doing at all.

"..."

"What a strong little guy."

Hanamura Aoi was not angry at all, but smiled when she saw Kitagawa's figure reflected in her eyes.

After all, she was quite fond of Kitagawa.

The better the opponent performed at the moment, the more it proved that her vision was not a problem.

I ignored Hanamura Aoi.

Kitagawa immediately looked at Genichirō Sanada on the court.

"Senior Sanada."

"Leave it to you."

The voice fell.

"Yeah~!"

He sighed softly.

The domineering color in Genichirō Sanada's eyes suddenly surged.

If he was like an emperor standing on a high platform before,

Then at this moment.

He is more like an emperor who leads thousands of troops to conquer those who disobey him!

"The player Wakato Hiroshi of the Joshinari Shonan team committed a foul!"

""The junior high school representative team's player Sanada Genichirō scored."

"1-0!"

"Second game, Sanada Genichirō serves."

"The game begins!"

Just at this moment.

The referee on the podium blew the whistle and announced the result loudly.

"What! He actually attacked his opponent's teammates. What a dirty guy!"

"Wow! This junior high school freshman from Rikkai University is so cool! And that ball is simply daunting."

"How did a team like Jounari Shonan enter the Kanto tournament? Or is it that Saitama can't even beat such a team? Or is there a shady deal?"

"..."

At the same time.

The crowd watching also started to talk again.

All of them were disgusted by Wakato Hiroshi's previous behavior and were amazed at Kitagawa's strength.

On the other side.

"What a joke! ”

“It seems that even if it has received investment and support from a super-large tennis club.”

“If there is no corresponding talent, it still cannot rise.”

Putting down the camera in his hand, while looking through a series of photos of Kitagawa that he had just taken, Inoue Mamoru said with emotion.

“I hope this stinky brat with dead eyes can end safely.”

Shibaori gritted her teeth and said coldly.

Behind her, a group of girls all had the same expression.

It seemed that they would rush up with a knife and cut Wakato Hiroshi into pieces in the next moment.

“…”

“There really is a popularity trend of top tennis players! "

Just a glance at Shiba Saori and the people behind her made Inoue Mamoru laugh and cry.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh at Kitagawa's personality charm again.

After all, the last person who could cause such a situation was the samurai Nanjiro.

It's a pity that the opponent is very serious when he is serious, and really not serious when he is not serious.

Let's not talk about this for now.

On the court.

After Sanada Genichirō walked to the serving position.

Sanada Genichirō pointed the racket in his hand at Wakato Hiroshi on the opposite side.

A domineering and cold breath gushed out instantly.

Like a powerful prison, extremely powerful!

"Although you are not worthy of being called an opponent."

"But, this is a gorgeous opening show, and it is also a display of the power of Rikkai University."

"So——"

"Be thankful!"

"You will personally experience my strongest secret!"