Tennis: People are big in Lihai, with hands in pockets

D1 Regional Stadium.

The match between Youth and Saint Rudolph is over.

The final result is no deviation from the original book in the previous life.

Overall match youth 3-1 St. Rudolph.

Thereinto.

Echizen Ryoma’s match against Yuta Fuji was remarkable.

The match between Shusuke and Kangetsuke also made Kamisato and Kirihara full of viewing.

The morning game is over.

Kamisato and Kirihara did not leave immediately.

Instead, stroll through the competition area of the Tokyo Metropolitan Convention and prepare to find a mobile food stall for lunch.

In the afternoon, they didn’t want to miss the competition between Qingxue VS Yamabuki Middle School.

Outside the competition area, there are many temporary stalls, as long as there is a competition, the stall owners will not miss this opportunity to make money.

The reason is simple, this competition area, surrounded by commercial buildings, does not have many restaurants.

Many spectators don’t go out of their way to go home for lunch, and most choose to bite two bites at the food stall in the competition area and wait for the game to continue.

Almost without effort.

Kamisato and Kirihara bought two servings of octopus balls and two portions of bream yaki.

They found a park bench under a large tree, which perfectly shaded the bench in the shadows, and with a slight breeze, the two sat down to enjoy this simple lunch.

“Kamisato-senpai, that Echizen Ryoma, looks like he is dragging! The strength does not seem to be much powerful, but the appearance of that pretense is inexplicably unpleasant! ”

“Ahhh… Hiss…… Hah…”

Kirihara took a bite of the seabream yaki in his hand, and the freshly baked seabream was still steaming, scalding him so much that he grinned.

“You saw an Echizen Ryoma throughout the game?”

Kamisato glanced at Kirihara and handed him a bottle of ice drink.

“That genius is not two, the ball skills are very dazzling, and it is very attractive to the audience!”

“But I still think Marui-senpai’s [tightrope walking] stunt ball is a little more interesting.”

In the face of Kamito’s inquiry, Kirihara thought about it and said.

Kamisato smiled.

Looking at Kirihara’s appearance, it is obvious that he is still at the stage of looking at people from the surface.

“If you want to distinguish the strength of a person, it is incomplete from the appearance alone, and that one is obviously still left in the game just now.”

Kirihara was surprised: “How did Kamisato-senpai see it?” It seems that apart from those two skills, he has nothing special. ”

Kamisaki shook his head: “If you pay close attention, you will find his restrained aura, you will find that he did not run violently throughout the game, you will find that he barely sweated throughout the game, you will find that he is calm, and you will find that those two ball skills are counterattack skills evolved by using the opponent’s attack.” It’s not just that he finds his skills interesting. ”

After saying this, Kirihara’s mouth opened wide in surprise, and the sea bream yakiniki and octopus balls in his hand did not seem so fragrant.

As God said, he didn’t pay attention to it in that detail throughout the game.

“Tennis isn’t just about playing and picking, Kirihara.” Kamisato looked serious.

“To be a first-class player, you have to learn to observe.”

“Observe the opponent, observe the stadium, observe the weather, observe any detail that you can use, give full play to your physical senses, listen, see, judge.”

“Tennis is not easy.”

“That’s why everybody swings and catches the ball, but the level of strength in tennis is different.”

“Do you understand? Kirihara? ”

Kamisato’s tone was solemn, and he spoke to Kirihara words similar to those of his elders.

This is not a Shinzato meditation to pretend in front of Kirihara.

It’s a true teaching.

If you want to cultivate Kirihara, it is also necessary to make him pay attention to tennis as soon as possible.

You may not see much difference in the early stages.

But in the later stage, in the game of good tennis players, the details often determine the victory or defeat.

“Understood, Kamisato-senpai!”

For this statement.

Kirihara also listened very seriously, and he had more respect for God in his heart.

After a simple exchange.

The two quietly finished their lunch, cleaned up the garbage, and sat down on a park bench to rest.

………

The time quickly came to the afternoon.

14:00 sharp.

The Seigaku vs Yamabuki match started on time.

Because there was only such a game in the afternoon, there were many onlookers, and even the teams with the morning game gathered outside the barbed wire fence to watch the game.

As Fudofeng Gakuen, which once lost to Qingxue, of course, it is also among the spectators.

“Tachibana! That one! That one! Take a look! That’s it! ”

Watching the game.

Kamio Akira suddenly spoke in an excited tone and kept calling.

“What’s wrong, Kamio? It’s like you’ve seen a ghost. ”

Tachibana frowned, very puzzled.

Tachibana Yoshihira also looked at Kamio Akira with a curious look, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Ibu Shenji looked in the direction of the finger of Kamio Akira’s hand.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he spat out a sentence.

“It’s God.”

“God?!”

The other members of Fudongfeng suddenly came to their senses.

Swish!

Everyone looked at God in unison.

Almost at the same time, Kamisato also felt that he was being watched and looked sideways in their direction.

The group of people who found Fudo Peak immediately showed a smile to them to show politeness.

“Abominable! He smiled! He even smiled at us! ”

“Insulting us?!”

“No… No, I feel that this person is quite kind, not as terrifying as Kamio said. ”

“Illusion, huh?”

The members of Fudo Peak talked a lot.

Tachibana Yoshihira himself, however, did not say a word.

He felt it.

From the glance of the god just now, he could clearly feel the aura of the superior that the other party naturally exuded as a whole.

This person.

As I heard, very strong!

Even stronger!

Tachibana Yoshihira judged in his heart, and a throbbing rose unconsciously in his heart.

The reports he had seen before, as well as Kamio’s description, made him strongly curious about the Kamisato in front of him.

He wants to have a match with the gods!

Right!

One race!

Even if it seems a little obtrusive.

But it was the first time he had met someone who could give him this feeling.

Even Seigaku’s Tezuka didn’t make him feel the urge to compete with his opponent.

Present.

As if he had been cast by magic, Tachibana Yoshihira’s footsteps involuntarily moved and walked in the direction of the gods.

“Captain!”

“Brother!”

“Tachibana!”

The players of Fudomine were all shocked by Tachibana Yoshihira’s actions, shouted twice to no avail, and decisively followed.

Come to the presence of God.

Tachibana Yoshihira stretched out his right hand: “Hello, I’m Tachibana Yoshihira of Fudo Peak.” ”

“Lihai is great, and the gods are in the underworld.”

God replied in the same way.

He didn’t know what Tachibana was going to do, but he could guess approximately.

Subsequently.

Tachibana Yoshihei told the story of yesterday’s trip to Tachikai to play in the Tachikai Arena.

When you’re done, bow deeply and apologize.

“Although it is very abrupt, but, as the captain of Fudo Peak, I want to challenge you.”

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