Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

"The Fudomine Middle-School and Kazuki Middle-School competition is about to begin!"

"The first game! The two doubles play No. 2!"

"Fudomine Middle-School Ishida Tetsu, Sakurai Masaya VS Kakigi Middle-School Iwakuma Jun, Koyamaichi!"

The first game is about to start.

Because it is the second seed Kakiki Middle-School's game.

In addition to Tezuka Kunimitsu and the others, there were many people from other schools outside the court.

Seigaku and the others don't expect to play, but Kazuki Middle-School and the others still want to give it a try.

Because both sides are in the first match, upholding the spirit of tennis, even if it is a best-of-five game system, all five matches must be played to end.

Hearing their names, Ishida Tetsu and Sakurai Masa also smiled and picked up the racquet to play.

And Nan Lin yawned and said before they got on the court, "Ishida, Sakurai! How long does it take to win?"

"ten minutes!"

The two looked at each other and said in unison.

But Nan Lin was not satisfied with the answer: "The first game has to be a good start, I will only give you 5 minutes! If more than 5 minutes, the physical training before the conference will be doubled!"

"Hi... Minister!"

Sakurai Masa also immediately took a breath.

5 minutes is a bit embarrassing for them.

After all, the opponent isn't someone who doesn't know how to play at all, so if you count the serving time, it's not enough!

Seeing his embarrassed look, Akujin said "Qi": "It means to beat them until they can't continue the game, and automatically abstain!"

These words suddenly woke up both Ishida Tetsu and Sakurai Masaya.

"We got it!"

Watching the two play, Tachibana Jiping looked at Nan Lin hesitantly: "It's too hard to come up, isn't it too..."

Nan Lin chuckled and waved his hand: "The provocative thing has been done, then you have to suffer the consequences! Besides, someone is watching the game! You can't let people come here for nothing, right?"

Following Nan Lin's gaze, Tachibana Jihei saw Tezuka Kunimitsu and others outside the court.

Now I understood what Nan Lin meant and stopped talking.

"Game start!"

“Served by Fudomine!”

With guessing first, Ishida Iron and the two got the right to serve.

"Ayan, Xiaoshan! Beat the two of them down for me!"

"I'm going to make them regret playing tennis!"

off the field.

Jiuguigui shouted to his two teammates.

"Don't worry, Nine Ghosts! Look at us!"

"What Fudomine, watch us get them done in fifteen minutes!"

Yanxiong Jun and Xiaoshan made a reassuring gesture one after another, completely ignoring Ishida Tetsuo.

Sakurai Masa, who was ready to serve, also listened, and couldn't help but sneer: "It's really making people laugh! You want to beat us in fifteen minutes? Then let me see your strength!"

Toss! Take off! Hit the ball!

bang——

whoosh-

A yellow ball shadow flashed by in an instant, landed in the half-area of ​​Kazuki Middle-School court, and bounced out.

"Fudomine Score! 15-0!"

The referee was stunned before reporting the score.

If it wasn't for his concentration in the serve just now, his eyes almost didn't keep up.

Iwakuma Jun and Koyamaichi in the arena were dumbfounded.

They saw the ball, but their bodies couldn't react at all!

"Ayan! Be serious! The opponent is not easy!"

Koyamaichi couldn't help but exhorted Iwakuma Jun who was behind him in the front court.

"Gudu..."

"Okay! I won't lose the ball again!"

Yan Xiong Jun swallowed a mouthful of water and cheered himself up.

off the field.

Seeing Masaya Sakurai's serve, the pupils of Tezuka Kunimitsu and others couldn't help shrinking.

This serve is fast!

The speed is at least 100KM/H!

Fuji Syusuke opened his eyes again: "Do other people in Fudomine have such strength? Just serving, has already surpassed the strength of ordinary contestants!"

Under Inui Sadaharu's black-rimmed glasses, the pen in his hand kept recording something in his notebook.

"Sakurai Masaya, Fudomine's second year! The strength of the previous investigation should have just entered the metropolitan level! Now it seems that it is infinitely close to the threshold of the Kanto level!"

Inoue Mori and Shiba Saori were also frightened by this ball.

The former did not expect Fudomine Middle-School's No. 2 doubles to have such strength.

While the latter was surprised, he was also a little puzzled.

Didn't Inoue-senpai say that Kakiki Middle-School is Seigaku's rival?

Why can't you even get the ball back?

"Wow! This serve speed! So fast!"

"Kakiki Middle-School's people didn't move! Did they not react?"

"Definitely! If I were on the court, I wouldn't be able to fight back! These two Fudomine guys are amazing!"

"It seems that there will be a change in the number of places to qualify for this year's regional competition!"

"Don't worry! It's just one goal! Besides, even if this game is lost, there are still four games left! Kazuki Middle-School's strength is still very strong!"

The other school students in the off-field battle also started talking about it.

One can imagine the shock that Sakurai Masaya's serve just now brought them.

...

inside the field.

Sakurai Masa is not proud of a goal.

Pulled a ball out of his pocket again.

Swipe cleanly!

bang——

Score!

30-0

Another serve score.

If it was the first time, it might be because he just played, he didn't react.

The second goal is still the same, which means that the strength between the two teams is probably far from each other.

Yan Xiong Jun stared blankly at the tennis ball rolling to his feet.

It was also the first time he was hit by a double served in a row.

"Damn!"

"How can the strength of this doubles be so strong!"

"These two rubbish! If you can't hit a single ball, Kakiki Middle-School will lose his face!"

Jiugui Guiyi looked at Yanxiong Jun and Xiao Shanyi who were like two wooden stakes in the arena, unable to move, and punched the chair under him and said angrily.

Hearing his unhappy tone, the rest of the team did not dare to speak.

soon.

4 minutes later.

2 rounds are over!

The score is 2-0!

Aside from serve in the second game, Kakiki Middle-School's doubles never touched the ball at all.

Even if the tennis level is not high, people outside the court can see that there is no suspense in this game.

On the players' spectator stand, Tachibana Jihei also showed 4 fingers to Masaya Sakurai, indicating that 4 minutes had passed.

"Ishida, it's up to you next!"

"Don't go too far!"

"If it's too serious, I'm afraid the minister and the others will have to explain it to the organizing committee!"

Sakurai Masaya said lightly before serving.

The corners of Ishida's iron mouth twitched: "Don't worry! I have the numbers!"

[The new book asks for flowers and asks for evaluation tickets~]