Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

After Tachibana Yoshihira and Akutsu struggled to finish 300 laps, the latter seemed to let the water on purpose, so he just slowed down at the last moment.

Before Nan Lin could speak, he started an extra 100 laps on his own.

When he finished running, he almost collapsed to the ground.

400 laps is not so easy to run down for a person whose physical talent can be called a monster.

Seeing the other party slumped on the ground gasping for breath, the corner of Nan Lin's mouth twitched.

Although this guy is already going in the right direction, he still has to grind each other from time to time.

Otherwise, the tail will have to be lifted up!

Subsequently.

In front of those who had completed today's basic training, he pointed to Tsukimitsu Ochi, who was standing next to him, and said, "Introduction! Tsukimitsu Ochi! Senior year! Former head of the tennis department of Hyotei Gakuen!"

Heard that Tsukimitsu Ochi is the former head of the Hyotei Gakuen tennis department.

Tachibana Yoshihito looked at Tsukimitsu Ochi in surprise.

They saw that each other was a high school student.

And the other party is wearing the same uniform as the two people who came to the tennis club last time!

"Then who is this senior?"

Akira Kamio seemed to be intimidated by Tsukimitsu Ochi's ice-cube face, but was rather curious about Mōri Juzaburō, who was standing aside and didn't speak, but seemed rather amiable.

"He doesn't matter!"

Mōri Juzaburō thought that Nan Lin would also introduce himself, but who knew that what the other party said 280 seconds later made him stumble.

Why am I not important?

How to say I'm also from the king Rikkai!

But he only dared to say these words in his heart.

Nan Lin, Tsukimitsu Ochi, he.

The discourse power and status of the three people are clear at a glance.

"so......"

"Minister! You want this? 39

Tachibana Jihei asked suspiciously.

Nan Lin grinned and glanced at everyone.

Including Akutsu who was paralyzed on the ground.

"Everyone played with him today! If you win a ball, you will be exempted from 3 days of physical training! Not only do you not need physical training before winning a game until the Kanto competition, but I also do sparring! Always on call!

"As for if any of you beat him...

"After the Kanto Conference, you can go to the U-17 training camp with me! There are a lot of them at the national level! It's very exciting! 35

Hearing Nan Lin's words, everyone's eyes glowed green.

Sometimes people are like that.

Once you feel the sense of accomplishment brought by progress, and the thrill of crushing your opponent in terms of strength.

You will become very obsessed with growing up!

Even a guy like Akira Kamio who "worries" every day.

During the days when Nan Lin was not in the tennis club.

He didn't have a day off from training either.

"I...I hit first!"

The first to raise his hand was Akutsu who sat up from the ground.

Even though his whole body was covered in sweat, there was no exhaustion in his eyes when he looked at Tsukimitsu Ochi.

On the contrary, it was full of strong fighting spirit.

Tsukimitsu Ochi glanced at him lightly: "In your current state, I won't fight you!"

talking.

He didn't care about Akutsu's angry expression, and ordered Masaya Sakurai casually.

"You come!"

2 hours later.

The tennis club was dead silent.

Ibu Fukaji and the others swallowed their saliva and sat on the side sweating profusely.

Looking at the tall and tall figure in the court, his eyes were full of fear.

on the court.

Tachibana Jihei stood there dully.

the other side.

Tsukimitsu Ochi slowly walked out of the court, took out a bottle of water from his bag, and took a sip like no one else.

The score on the scoreboard is 6-0!

Mōri Juzaburō on the referee's chair also shook his head.

"Is it too cruel?"

"The current senior Yuezhi can't win the next round even if I start that one...

"Isn't it really not too much to deal with these little guys like this?"

Nan Lin, who was sitting by the court, listened to his words and his face was calm.

"I can't handle this, how far can I go in the future?"

"If they want to go on the world stage, let them know what kind of people they will face in the future! 35

"..."

"I think the more wisdom is still in the water!"

"I usually hit a Mach serve above 330KM/H casually, but now it's only 300KM/H at most!""

Nan Lin said, still a little dissatisfied.

Mōri Juzaburō (cbac) twitched the corners of his mouth.

Watching others abuse members of their tennis club.

You, the minister, still despise other people's release of water?

It's unfortunate enough to have a minister like you!

"elder brother!"

Ju Xing also rushed into the court with a water bottle at this time.

She saw that her brother couldn't hit a single ball, and she was as motionless as a wooden stake in the face of every ball.

Even if it is a new trick that combines the breath of beasts and the dual characteristics of explosive ball flurry during this period of time - wild rush.

This move completely overwhelmed Seigaku's Fuji Syusuke at the Metropolitan Conference.

Even when the score was 5-0, Seigaku Tennis Minister Tezuka Kunimitsu personally stopped and abstained.

But despite this.

Facing this high school student named Tsukimitsu Ochi, he was still powerless to fight back.

"It's okay, Xiao Xing! 99

"Let's go!

Tachibana Jihei looked at his sister's concerned eyes, forced a smile and said.

And when he walked out of the court, Akutsu walked towards him with racquet in his hand.

He was wearing a vest at this time.

Sweat slightly on his forehead.

The muscular lines on the arms showed explosive force.

"He's really strong!"

"Even he has definitely gone beyond the national level"

"Qi! How about that! I've watched so many games, and I can take his serve!

"Be careful!

"After helping you get revenge, we've evened the ball just now!"

After the two briefly said a few words, Tachibana Jihei watched Akujin walk into the court, his brows still furrowed.

He and Akutsu really tried their best to fight, and his winning rate should be 40%.

But can he really win...

When Tsukimitsu Ochi returned to the court again, he looked at his last opponent, Akutsu.

He casually threw the tennis ball to the opponent.

"Serve right to you!"

"Snapped--"

Akutsu stretched out his hand to hold the tennis ball that Tsukimitsu Ochi threw, his eyes showing a trace of resentment.

"Who are you looking down on!"

"Guess first!"

He knew that the opponent was strong, but his inner pride prevented him from being looked down upon by his opponent.

Tsukimitsu Ochi listened and glanced at Nan Lin who was watching the game from start to finish.

See him without any indication.

Immediately stepped forward and turned the racquet.

"Which side?

"front!

"Snapped--"

Seeing that the racquet that fell on the ground was the other side, Tsukimitsu Ochi took the tennis ball from Akutsu's hand and walked to the baseline with a blank face.

"The game begins! Tsukimitsu Ochi VS Akutsu Jin!"

“Tsukimitsu Ochi serve!”

as a "tool man".

Mōri Juzaburō is still very conscious.

After he opened his mouth, Akutsu Mochipa bent over and swayed slightly from side to side.

This is his most comfortable catching position.

Strong physical flexibility and muscle reaction speed allow him to start chasing the ball in times less than ordinary people.

'bring it on!

"Look how I broke your serve game!"

Akutsu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the tennis ball that had been thrown high by Tsukimitsu Ochi.

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