Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

"Bang!"

"Fudomine scores 40-0!"

"Bang!"

"The game was scored by Seigaku, 2-0!"

Four goals in a row.

Ibu Shenji is like an emotionless serve machine.

After the first ball, Kamio even sat on the ground and yawned.

Nothing to do with him at all!

The first time he saw this serve was when he practiced against the other in private a few days ago.

He was dumbfounded at the time.

He tried nearly a dozen times, but he couldn't beat it back.

in his eyes.

In addition to the minister Nan Lin, Tachibana Jihei and the stinky face of Akutsu.

Anyone in the Tennis Club will play against Ibu Fukaji, as long as the opponent uses this serve, the serve game will never be broken!

As a result, it turned out that it was not what he expected.

He looked at the silhouette of the man named Oishi Syuichirou facing Shensi, and he hit the left side and the right side for a while.

Like a headless fly.

In addition to being funny, he also felt more and more boring.

Kikumaru Eiji is also embarrassed now.

Although he had a quarrel with Oishi Syuichirou, he saw that the other party was being tortured by a serve, and he thought that he could not do anything about Akira Kamio's smash.

The anger in my heart disappeared for a while.

This feeling of empathy made him feel a little distressed for his friend.

With the third game the two sides switched sides.

Tezuka Kunimitsu and the others looked at Kikumaru Oishi, who was basically demoralized even though they didn't quarrel, and didn't know what to say.

They are very clear.

Both doubles are lost!

finally.

From the third to the sixth game, Akira Kamio and Ibu Fukaji didn't have any intention of letting go.

The final score - 6:0!

and!

Seigaku's "Golden Combination" didn't win a single goal.

Crushing from start to finish!

Completely zero seal!

The score made a frown among the Seigaku students who cheered for the tennis club.

Lost both doubles!

Can they really win this game?

the other side.

Akira Kamio and Ibu Fukaji, who won the game, returned to the bench with no happy expressions.

They just saw Ishida Tie and the two ended proudly!

If they win against two players who are not at the Kanto level, they will probably be running in circles by now.

Oishi Syuichirou and Kikumaru Eiji walked back to the bench with guilt on their faces.

But no one blamed them.

Because neither Akira Kamio's smash nor that weird silhouette serve is something the two of them can handle.

The most important thing now is the third game.

Once you lose, you really lose the game.

"The third match is about to begin! Fudomine Akutsu VS Youth Academy Echizen Ryoma!"

"Players from both sides please enter!"

After a few minutes.

With the call of the referee, the third game started immediately.

Echizen Ryoma listened, picked up the racquet beside him, and was about to play.

"Echizen! Come on! Don't lose!"

"Echizen! I must win!"

"Come on, little one!"

Momoshiro Takeshi and they all shouted.

"Echizen, be careful! This time the opponent is really not easy!"

Fuji Syusuke couldn't help but reminded.

Echizen Ryoma listened, pulled the brim of the white hat on his head down, and responded tuggingly: "He, it's still far away!"

With that said, he walked to the court.

His back made the eyes of Fuji Syusuke, Tezuka Kunimitsu and Ryūzaki Sumire twinkle.

The three seemed to be thinking about something.

...

"Qi! Why do you want me to fight a first-year kid!"

Akutsu looked at Nan Lin with dissatisfaction, and he was very unhappy that his opponent was actually a first-year kid.

"Hehe, what? Look down on first graders?"

Nan Lin raised his eyebrows and looked at each other with a chuckle.

"Pfft..."

Seeing this, Akira Kamio and the others couldn't help but snickered while covering their mouths.

After all, Nan Lin's strength and usual strength make it difficult for people to substitute it into the framework of a first-year freshman.

Instead, everyone in the team regarded him as a senior.

Even Akutsu.

"No...no!"

"You bastards! Laughing fart! Don't you deserve a beating!"

Hearing Nan Lin's words, Akutsu's expression froze, and seeing Akira Kamio and the others snickering, they shouted angrily.

"Alright, alright!"

"Don't be so angry before you play!"

"Don't you look down on that kid? He's Echizen Nanjiro's son!"

Nan Lin waved his hand to signal them to stop making trouble, and then said.

"what?!"

"Minister! You're not talking about that Echizen Nanjiro, are you?"

"The legendary samurai? The man who is just one game away from becoming the world's number one tennis player?"

Hearing this name, Tachibana Yoshihito's eyes widened.

Akutsu is also interested.

Even though it wasn't long before he officially received the Let, it wasn't the first time he heard the name Echizen Nanjiro.

such a character.

He knew he was definitely incomparable now.

But thinking that his opponent turned out to be the other's son, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

An icy face actually started to smile, Nan Lin immediately looked at the other side's "evil" smiling face with disgust.

The others also subconsciously took a few steps away from Akutsu.

"So, can I do whatever I want?"

Akutsu suddenly asked excitedly.

Nan Lin didn't know what the other party wanted to do, so he immediately gave the other party a roll of eyes: "I let that kid join Seigaku to be tempered, not just abused! If you go too far, I'm afraid you will be punished on your way home. People are wearing sacks..."

When Akutsu heard this, he let out a sigh of relief.

After a few seconds of silence, as if compromising, he spoke again: "The head office for skin trauma, right?"

This time Nan Lin nodded: "That doesn't matter! This calf is just like you and needs to be cleaned up!"

Akutsu: ? ? ?

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