Tennis: My Body Is The Sheath Of The Sword! I Am The Sword Bearer On The Court!

0012 Beijiang VS Toyama Kintaro! The ball control is not good enough!

“Hey hey hey! Someone wants to compete with this kid!!”

“Who is this? She looks like a junior high school student!”

“I haven’t seen him! He shouldn’t be the famous tennis prodigy in Osaka!”

“I don’t even have a racket, and I’m still eating takoyaki……Can he really play tennis?”

“Maybe he is just jealous of the 15,000 yen won by that kid. How stupid! Do you really think this money is so easy to get? That kid should be at the Kanto level!”

The crowd that had originally dispersed saw that someone suddenly wanted to challenge Toyama Kintaro again. He even directly raised the bet to 15,000 yen. They all gathered again and talked about it. They looked at Kitakyo with disdain, as if they were watching a good show.

Toyama Kintaro scratched his head, first looked at the takoyaki in Kitakyo’s hand and swallowed his saliva.

He really loves takoyaki.

Then he tilted his head and said:”15,000 yen is a lot! If I lose to you, my fight today will be in vain! And……These guys won’t race me anymore!”

“I’m thinking of buying a new racket…….”

Obviously!

Although he has a simple personality, it doesn’t mean he is stupid.

A bet of 15,000 yen is a lot of money for him who has not yet officially entered the ranks of junior high school students!

Beijiang heard this and smiled a little:”You are thinking about losing before the fight. This is not like you just threatened to challenge so many people…….Are you afraid?”

Toyama Kintaro suddenly became anxious.

“I’m not afraid! If you want to hit me, then hit me!”

“Come on!!”

Kitakyo’s”provocation” is undoubtedly very useful for a passionate young man.

Toyama Kintaro stood at the bottom line of the court without saying a word, looking at Kitakyo with high morale.

Kitakyo stuffed the last bite of takoyaki into his stomach and glanced around:”Can anyone borrow a racket? I forgot to bring it when I went out!”

Hearing this, the people around the court curled their lips and pretended not to hear.

Some people even sneered and ridiculed, obviously not accustomed to Kitakyo trying to seize the 15,000 yen bet that they could not get.

“It’s so funny! How can you play a game without a racket?”

“I really don’t know what this guy is thinking!”

“Here! A racket, right? Isn’t there one somewhere?”

“Ahem, that racket has been lost for at least a month! Is it still there?”…

Beijiang was not surprised by these people’s”sarcasm”.

After three years of wandering, the last thing that was lacking in the world was these guys.

However, he did follow the direction of the fingers of several people and saw a rusty and worn-out racket.

He raised his eyebrows and walked over to pick it up.

His fingers gently grasped the strings of the racket.

“It’s so loose……”But it’s okay to make do with it!”

He muttered to himself, and returned to the competition court.

Seeing him really standing on the court with this racket ready to play, the people around him didn’t believe that Beijiang was a person who could play basketball.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this racket was not just a problem of loose strings.

Even the handle of the racket had cracks.

It was impossible to control the ball, and it couldn’t withstand the impact of the ball.

How could he play basketball?!

“Hey! Hey, bro! Why don’t you come back tomorrow? Your racket is even more broken than mine!”

“Even if I beat you, I won’t feel comfortable winning!”

Kintaro Toyama suddenly began to think about Kitako.

A smile flashed across Kitako’s eyes at his words.

Kintaro Toyama!

A talented tennis player that cannot be ignored in the Japanese junior high school tennis world.

If it weren’t for Ryoma Echizen’s legendary father.

In terms of personal talent and future development, the little guy in front of him is undoubtedly the real”protagonist”.

Coupled with the other party’s simple and sincere character, he has the potential to open the door to the limit of perfection.

So when he strolled to this street court and saw that Kintaro Toyama was actually playing”making money”, he stopped to watch three games.

According to the time, the other party’s tennis guide, Granny Shan, should have passed away not long ago.

Now the other party makes money with tennis.

Kitako guessed.

One is to subsidize the poor family.

The other is that the other party came up with this method in order to attract people to play games with him!

“It doesn’t matter, you played three games! You’ve used up your energy! This racket is enough!”

“Anyway, a game will be over soon! I just want to digest the food!”

Beijiang said, signaling the other party to serve.

This time,

Toyama Kintaro was a little hesitant. He always felt that he was bullying the strange guy on the other side of the court.

Seeing that Toyama Kintaro did not serve and was still hesitating, the people around him were dissatisfied.

“Hey, hey, hey! Little devil! Do you want to fight? 15,000 yen! You don’t even want it if I give it to you for free?”

“That’s right! If you don’t want to fight, give me the chance!”

“This junior high school kid is so simple-minded!”

“Hurry up and start! After you finish the competition, I will go home!”…

Toyama Kintaro glared at them unhappily. He had also made up his mind.

He didn’t want to lose this game.

But if the stranger in front of him was not good at tennis, he would return the 15,000 yen he won to the other party after the game.

After thinking it through,

Toyama Kintaro didn’t mean to let him win!

In his opinion, no matter what kind of opponent he faced, as long as he respected the other party, he had to go all out!

This was also taught to him by Granny Shan!!

“Here it comes!!”

“Bang——”

Staring at Beijiang’s”weird” posture as he prepared to receive the ball, he raised his hand and hit a powerful overhand serve.

It is hard for ordinary people to imagine that with such a short and slender arm, he could hit such a powerful serve.

“Bang!”

The tennis ball hit the ground and bounced up. Beijiang’s figure seemed to appear in front of the ball in an instant without anyone noticing.

He held the racket and drew the racket.

“Your racket is not good enough, the strings need to be adjusted! You also need to improve your ball control!”

“”Bang!!”

A strange and low sound of hitting the ball rang out in the street court.

The shadow of the ball passed through the court, hit the baseline beside Kintaro Toyama, and bounced out of the court.

For a moment, everyone in the stadium widened their eyes.

What’s going on?!

That ball just now……How did you hit it?

That kind of racket……

Why do you fight back like this?!…

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