Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

From the first grade of junior high school to the present, three full years have passed.

After all, he was half-pressed by his hand.

The hand moved his arm, which slightly relieved the soreness of the arm.

Afterwards, he walked slowly to the net.

"From now on, let's work hard together."

Shoujia stretched out his right hand towards Sanada.

Sanada understood the meaning of Shoujia, and stretched out his hand to hold Shoujia together.

"The limit of perfection is really amazing."

Sanada said.

"Your black dragon slashed, not worse than the limit of seamlessness."

Faced with Sanada's praise, the face of Shoujia is still Furui Shibuami.

After a few simple conversations, the two of them withdrew from the court and returned to their own rest area.

The coaching office of the U-17 training camp in Japan.

When Mifune enters the road, Irie Kanata and others pay close attention to Kamiya and Sanada.

Until they disappeared from the computer screen, the few people slowly withdrew their gazes.

"These little guys are really incredible."

Kurobe Yukio sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"I am not surprised that the hand can comprehend the seamless limit of the world."

"I care more about his serve.

A strange look appeared on Irie Kanata's face.

"really."

"Such a serve, without super talent, skill and understanding of rotation, it is impossible to play."

"but "

Tanegashima Shuji nodded first, and then the conversation turned around.

"This serve stunt will cause great damage to the arm."

"Shoujia shouldn't be used too many times."

As a skilled tennis player, Tanegashima Shuji saw through the disadvantages of zero-type serve at a glance.

"I think so.

"Otherwise, the hand will not use this trick at the last minute."

For Tanegashima Shuji's words, Kurobe Yukio, Irie Kanata and others agree very much.

People who are qualified to sit here now have real talents and learn, and there is no general generation.

Such a simple and easy-to-understand thing is naturally not hidden from them.

At the same time, the final venue of the national competition.

The hand's family has returned to Hyotei's resting area.

"Although the player won, but I feel so thrilling."

Mukahi Gakuto wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking as if he had a lingering fear.

"The power of Sanada Black Dragon's first heavy cut is indeed extraordinary."

Next to Mukahi Gakuto, Oshitari Yuushi also spoke.

"The competition between talented tennis players is so fierce."

"Anyone who takes a step slower will immediately be left behind by the other party."

Glancing at Atobe and Shoujia without a trace, Youyun said.

Yiyun's words caused Oshitari Yuushi, Mukahi Gakuto and others into silence.

They know very well that what Youyun said is not wrong.

If the hand does not develop a zero-type serve, then the outcome of this match is still unknown.

If the hand can't learn the limit of seamlessness, then face the black dragon of Sanada.

The only way to go is to fail.

"Now we will start the match of the second doubles, and both players are invited to play.

At this time, referee's voice came over.

Hearing referee's voice, Shishido Ryoh and Otori Cyotaroh picked up their balls and walked towards the match field.

The big Rikkai, Marui Bunta and Jackal Sangbara also left their positions and entered the court.

"The match started, Shishido Ryoh Otori Cyotaroh played against Marui Bunta Jackal Kuwanabara, and at the end of the game, Hyotei served the game."

After both parties entered the arena and ready for the match, referee announced the start of the match.

"Feng, let them see, we are great."

Looking up at Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwabara on the opposite side, Shishido Ryoh's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"I understand, Senior Ending.

Otori Cyotaroh responded.

Then the two reached out and slapped their palms.

Snapped.

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The whole bodies of Shishido Ryoh and Otori Cyotaroh showed a faint white light at the same time.

After that, the white light on their bodies began to extend to where each other was, and gradually intertwined.

"This is, homophony?"

Seeing this scene, the faces of Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwabara suddenly changed.

As doubles players, of course they know what the faintness around Endo Ryo and Otori Cyotaroh represent.

"Isn't homology a doubles miracle that only occurs when you are driven to desperation?

"How can they enter the homology state before the match starts?'

"Could it be that they have reached a state where they can manipulate coherence freely?"

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwana.

what.

"One ball

Otori Cyotaroh threw the tennis ball in his hand to a half-delay.

Next second.

"Into the soul."

boom.

The tennis ball pierced most of the court like lightning, and came to Rikkai's side in front of the jackal Kuwabara who was in charge of catching the ball.

boom.

boom.

boom.

The sound of hitting the ball sounded continuously on the court.

The second round of match officially began.

After about half an hour.

boom.

The tennis score fell on the baseline behind Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwanabara, and then flew 2.5 out of the court.

"The match is over, the score is 6-0, and the winner is Hyotei."

The referee announced the match result.

Outside the court, Rikkai's large rest area.

"A lie, a lie?"

Kirihara Akaya's eyes flickered, and he hesitated.

In the match in the final of the Kanto Contest, Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwabara went through a hard fight.

But anyway, they defeated Anato Ryo and Otori Cyotaroh.

However, it is only a month since then.

Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwabara were defeated by Shishido Ryoh and Otori Cyotaroh without a fight back.

Such a thing really makes Kirihara Akaya a little unbelievable. .

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