Prince of Tennis: People in Hyotei, health care dominates the world

The ball was caught by Kenye's racket again, and then he casually shot it back.

"Game, 2-0, Kenye Oshiro..."

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"Kenye Oshiro played well, but could it be faster?" Kenye Oshiro gently turned the racket and looked at Kenye.

"What?"

Kenye Oshiro was slightly stunned.

"If it's just this level... you can't win." Kenye Oshiro picked up the tennis ball, his body tensed, then slightly bent back and threw the tennis ball into the air.

Bang!

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The tennis ball quickly swung towards Xiangri.

"Hmph, don't think you can win now, I won't lose to you!"

Tap, tap, tap.

Xiangri took a leap, then leaped two meters, swung his racket upside down and quickly cut the tennis ball back!

Bang…

Kenya Oshitari ran to the net quickly, as fast as an afterimage, and then hit a short ball at a rapid speed before the tennis ball bounced up!

Ta-ta.

The tennis ball spun around, then rolled down and stopped on the Xiangri court.

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"15-0, Kenya Oshitari…!"

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"There is not much difference between these two people." Hiyoshi observed quietly outside the court and shook his head slightly.

"There is still some difference. Both seniors are more outstanding in speed, but their speeds are different.

Senior Oshitari should be simply fast! And Senior Xiangri, he is more sensitive in acrobatics."

Miyashita spoke slowly.

Both of them have an advantage in interception. But in comparison, Kenya is even stronger.

"Then we shouldn't... lose again in this round, right?"

Jiro Akutagawa was a little worried.

In the morning, Shitenhoji was 3:2, already leading Hyotei by one round. If they lose two more rounds in the afternoon...

That would be 5:2.

Even if Atobe can win, it would be almost 5:3.

This is too scary.

"Maybe... There's no way. In terms of personal strength, there is indeed a gap between us and Shitenhoji."

Yuushi Oshita spoke slowly, "But this doesn't mean anything. The national competition ultimately depends on tactics and trump cards. What's more, Miyashita didn't participate this time."

"That makes sense."

Jiro scratched his head, and then looked at the court again.

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Bang!

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"Game, 3-1, Shitenhoji Kenya Oshita..."

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Bang!

"Game..."

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...

Swish.

Another short ball was hit by Kenya Oshitari, and then the tennis ball bounced in front of Xiangri.

"The game is over, Shitenhoji, Kenya Oshitari won! The score is 6-4..."

Swish!

Upon hearing the end of the game, Yuji Ichi and Koharu Konno's eyes instantly turned into heart shapes, and they looked at Kenya excitedly.

"Great, Kenya, I seem to be in love again~"

"Koharu...?"

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"You guys, you are lucky this time, but I won't lose to you next time!"

On the court, Xiangri lost, but said with an unconvinced look.

"Then don't make me wait too long..."

Kenya Oshitari smiled slightly.

Then the two looked at each other and turned around and left the court together.

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“The eighth round begins, Hyotei Atobe Keigo vs. Shiraishi Kuranosuke of Shitenhoji, both sides please…”

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“It’s finally my turn…”

Atobe glanced at Shiraishi, then walked to the court and threw his coat into the air, then snapped his fingers elegantly.

“Although I have lost so many games, I will be the winner in this game!”

“…”

The court was slightly quiet.

Then everyone seemed to remember something, and they all cheered for Atobe.

“Atobe, Atobe…”

“We will win, we will win…”

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“Then please give me more advice, Atobe-san.”

Shiraishi walked out of the crowd, looked at the fierce Atobe, and just smiled slightly.

The two walked to the middle of the court and shook hands, guessed the edge, and walked to both sides of the court at the same time.

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“The first game begins, Shiraishi serves…”

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Pa pa pa.

Shiraishi held the racket tightly in his left hand, and gently followed the tennis racket with his right hand twice, and then adjusted his breathing.

Atobe, his strength is not weak.

Although he is confident in himself,

He won't be careless about this game.

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"I hope to give this old man some surprises."

Across the court, Atobe stared at the figure in front of him with a somewhat unexpected look, his eyes were a bit sharp.

Dingzi had short brown hair, the ends of her hair were slightly upturned, her left arm was wrapped in a white bandage, and she had a relaxed smile on her face.

This is not an easy opponent!

Flaws…

Atobe's eyes flickered slightly, and then he didn't see Shiraishi's obvious flaws.

"But there are no flaws, that's the biggest flaw!"

Swish!

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The tennis ball was thrown, and then the bandage on Shiraishi's left arm was tightened, and his arm drove the racket to throw it heavily towards the tennis ball.

This ball was simple and straightforward, and the entire serve looked natural. Even Atobe, who pursued gorgeousness and nitpicking, couldn't find a single flaw.

"Wow, the minister is so handsome, come on, minister, you are so handsome!!"

"Koharu!"

"Don't be angry, I won't cheat, Yuji, come on, mua~"

"Well, okay, since you cheered for the minister, I will forgive you this time, who made me think the minister is so handsome."

"..."

"Please, both of you, shut up!"

Shiraishi shuddered a little, and got goose bumps.

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Bang.

Atobe stared at the tennis ball with his eyes, and then he moved the moment the tennis ball landed.

He took a half step back with his right body, and then the racket in his hand slightly deflected, and a backhand shot was thrown out by him!

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Swish...!

The tennis ball directly passed Shiraishi's baseline and won the first point.

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“Atobe, 15-0…”

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“Atobe-san… is really strong.”

Shanghai Shiraishi smiled and took out another tennis ball, then turned the ball in his hand and threw it into the air at high speed.

Bang!

Still a clean serve.

His body slightly bent backwards, and then he swung at the tennis ball as if his movements had some kind of rhythm.

Although it was still an ordinary slice, the direction, angle, and rotation were all stimulated to the extreme.

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Bang!

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Bang!

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“What a strange tennis style. I didn’t expect that Senior Shiraishi has such a solid foundation.”

Off the court, Hou Chotaro was a little surprised and said slowly.

“Yes, it looks like the basics are perfect. It seems that there are no flaws.”

Shishido Ryo agreed very much.

“Of course, Brother Shiraishi is perfect in every aspect! There is no shortcoming.” Seeing this, Xiao Jin raised his head with some pride.

"Having no weaknesses is the biggest weakness." Miyashita said slowly, "But being able to practice the basics to this level... is really amazing."