Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

"Well, let's concentrate on it, Atobe."

Shoujia said lightly.

At this time, Shoujia felt more relaxed than ever before.

In the first two years, the limit of seamlessness has always been like a thick haze, shrouded in the hearts of the hands.

Today, this layer of yin chicken finally dispersed.

Shoujia has also stepped into a brand new field.

In the next few matches, Atobe and Shoujia played with an enjoyable mentality.

After all, they are the purpose of this game.

It is to break through the self and complete the evolution of strength.

Victory is not so important.

Now, this goal has been achieved.

The reason why Shoujia and Atobe are still in this round of match, just want to have the beginning and the end.

And the players who enjoy the match did not note "Eight Seven Three".

The eyes of most of the members outside the court stayed on him.

His face was full of the appearance of seeing a ghost.

"Deputy Minister, actually laughed?"

The match venue for the national competition.

Just when Shoujia fell into the memory.

The match between Atobe and Niou Masaharu is also going on like fire like tea.

0-15.

0-30.

0-40.

15-40.

6-1.

"The match is over, the score is 6-1, and the winner is Atobe Keigo."

"This is the end of the final of the current national competition. The score is 3-0. Hyotei Gakuen won."

Referee announced the final match result loudly.

So far, this year's national competition has come to an end.

The champion is still the ice water emperor Gakuen.

"Hyotei."

"Hyotei."

"Hyotei.

Just after referee's voice fell, a deafening cheer came from Hyotei's camp.

Hyotei's cheerleading team began to cheer.

Hyotei Gakuen, who won this year's national championship, finally surpassed Mu Zhiteng Middle-School.

Achieved an unprecedented, three consecutive national championships.

Although they did not participate in the match.

But with Atobe and others as a member of the Hyotei Tennis Club, they are still with You Rongyan.

The cheerleader with more than 200 people cheered at the same time, and its deterrence and appeal are very powerful.

A lot of the audience around the court became a little hot in their hearts, unable to control it.

After the match, the contestants from both sides walked into the court one after another.

Come to the net and stand opposite each other.

"Congratulations, Youyun.

Yukimura congratulated Youyun.

"thanks,

Yi Yun nodded.

"Shoujia, Atobe, the competition between us is far from over."

"I hope you don't slack off."

Sanada said in a deep voice.

"Sanada, you don't need to say this, we also know."

Atobe curled his lips.

In the auditorium, Shitenhouji where everyone is.

"Hyotei really did it for three consecutive national championships."

Shiraishi Kuranosuke couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't worry, white."

"Our new journey is about to begin."

A meaningful smile appeared on Chitose Senri's face.

"Hehe, you are right.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke gave a wry smile, and then the expression on his face gradually became more serious.

They have seen the U-17 World Cup.

Regardless of the level of strength, or the degree of cruelty.

The U-17 World Cup is far from being comparable to the Japanese National Junior High School Competition.

With the strength of these people, they are indeed top-notch in the national competition for middle school students in Japan.

But on a world stage like the U-17 World Cup, there are too many players who are capable of surpassing them.

If you want to make a difference in the U-17 World Cup, you still need to work harder.

Based on the expression on Shiraishi Kuranosuke's face, Chitose Senri easily guessed what he was thinking.

"Don't mind, Shiraishi."

"It is really a desperate thing to be opponents with Youyun."

"But if you are teammates with them, they will be the most reassuring partners."

"We just need to do what we need to do, and that's enough."

Chitose Senri patted Shiraishi Kuranosuke on the shoulder, exhorting

"Huh, you are right.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke sighed softly, and his face eased.

on court.

Contestants from Hyotei and Rikkai left the match field one after another after their compliments.

The next thing to be done is the award ceremony of the national competition.

The top four in this year's national competition are,

Champion; Hyotei Gakuen.

Runner-up; Rikkai University.

Final Four; Youth Gakuen, Liliadent Krauser Middle-School.

The four schools received the banners, certificates and medals representing their own honors from the organizers.

In the auditorium.

"We should go now."

"If you drag it any longer, you won't be able to catch the last flight back to Okinawa."

Kite Eishirou took the Higa Middle-School and walked towards the entrance of the match venue.

It's not just a Higa Middle-School player.

Shitenhouji, Fudomine, Rokkaku, Saint Rudolph, and the top guard and the ordinary audience also left here.

After all, the match is over.

There is no need for them to stay here.

It didn't take long for the award ceremony to come to an end.

Players from the four schools walked out of the court one after another and left separately.

After ten minutes or so.

The venue for the national finals, which was full of voices and lively, has become quite deserted.

2.5

Only some of the staff of the organizers of the competition are doing the final finishing work.

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

"In this class of junior high school students, it seems that there are many juniors who are very talented and talented."

Irie Kanata said with a smile.

"Yes."

Tanegashima Shuji nodded and agreed with Irie Kanata's words.

"It's too early to say this.

"It's still unknown how this group of boys can resist training in the training camp."

Mifune directly poured a basin of cold water into the road.

"I am not worried about this.

Kurobe Yukio put the teacup in his hand on the table and participated in the conversation between the people in Mifune.

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