The Strongest Player in Sports

"Please continue to serve!"

Seeing Echizen Ryoma motionless, referee finally blew the whistle.

Echizen Ryoma was silent, without the confidence and arrogance he had before, and waved racquet stiffly.

boom!

The tennis ball flew out, but it fell far short of standard.

"little guy!"

Echizen Ryoga frowned, but he still didn't show mercy.

With a quick swing, the tennis ball flew over halftime in the form of an A letter, and then fell to the ground.

Smash the ball A!

Echizen Ryoma gritted his teeth and shot back.

But under the traction of Nanjiro's domain, tennis came to Echizen Ryoga again.

With a light swipe of the racquet, the tennis ball draws an arc.

Swipe the ball C.

One of Echizen Ryoma's stunts.

The ball fell quickly, and Echizen Ryoma bounced out without giving Echizen Ryoma any chance to return.

"5 to 0, the two sides will exchange venues with "Nine Thirty Zero" and enter the match break time!"

The referee blew the whistle.

Echizen Ryoga took a deep look at his brother, then turned to leave.

And Echizen Ryoma also came to the rest seat with a look of loss.

Sitting alone in the position, he lowered his head deeply, sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

"Ryoma!!

Several people in Kirihaya are a little worried.

I want to comfort, but I don't know how to speak.

So much so that Echizen Ryoma-man sat there alone.

"I'm not my brother's opponent at all."

Echizen Ryoma raised his head slightly and looked at his calm brother on the other side.

I felt like my brother was like a big mountain, and he couldn't breathe under pressure.

He lowered his head again, confusion appeared in his eyes.

Facing his elder brother who was too strong to resist, he couldn't think of any way of confrontation.

The rest time ends soon.

The two brothers returned to the field.

In the sixth round, Echizen Ryoga serve round.

"little guy!"

Echizen Ryoga hesitated while looking at his frustrated younger brother.

Hesitate to continue the comparison.

But soon he remembered the match when he was a child, and the two were fighting like this with all their strength.

At this point, quickly toss the ball.

call out!

The fierce wind blew up.

The tennis ball bursts out like a bullet in the barrel.

However, Echizen Ryoma lost his fighting spirit and waved racquet numbly, unable to fight back at all.

15--0!

"Ryoma!"

Taocheng finally yelled when he saw Echizen Ryoma's appearance.

He didn't want Ryoma to just give up like this.

"Echizen, cheer up!

Hikaru Zaizen also shouted.

However, Echizen Ryoma did not recover.

There was still a bitter smile on his face, as if to let Echizen Ryoga score.

30--0!

"Echizen!"

"You bastard wake me up, do you want to give up like this?!"

Kaidoh Kaoru yelled angrily.

"Echizen."

Oishi yelled, worrying on his face.

"With Echizen's current state, the odds of winning are...

Inui Sadaharu said lightly.

"Small, don't give up!"

Kikumaru on the side gave Inui Sadaharu angrily glanced at Inui Sadaharu, put his hands in front of his mouth, and shouted.

"He has lost his fighting spirit!"

Sanada snorted coldly.

"Senior Ryoga is too strong, everyone will be like this."

Yukimura shook her head.

He was called a genius in middle school.

But when he arrived at the training camp, he was crushed and was unable to fight back.

Such a contrast may be unacceptable to anyone.

"Everyone "

Echizen Ryoma looked up slightly.

Seeing the anxious appearance of the seniors, they gritted their teeth.

He also wants to continue fighting.

But his elder brother's strength made him desperate.

No matter how confident he was, he felt that he had no hope of winning at this time.

"Echizen!"

The handist Kunimitsu spoke in a deep voice, his face was extremely serious, and his eyes scanned Echizen Ryoma like a sharp edge: "Are you really going to give up?"

Serious and questioning words cut through the darkness like a blade.

Echizen Ryoma trembled all over.

Five fingers clenched racquet subconsciously.

"little guy!"

Echizen Ryoga said in a deep voice, looking straight at his brother: "Do you play tennis for victory?"

"Just for victory?"

Echizen Ryoma was shocked.

The eyes that had been absent were rounded at this moment.

"Ryoma, do you like playing tennis?"

A hearty laugh suddenly appeared in my ear

Echizen Ryoma turned his head to look.

Found that the surrounding scene has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It is no longer a court, but a piece of grass.

In the green grass, a child sits on the ground, playing tennis happily.

And beside the child, there is a young man.

The man was looking at the child with a smile.

"this is me?"

Echizen Ryoma's eyes flashed with astonishment.

in a blink.

The surrounding scene changed again.

The child on the grass has grown a little taller, and is running on the grass with a racquet, laughing crisply.

"Ryoma, do you like playing tennis?"

The voice came again.

The young man appeared with longing in his eyes.

Echizen Ryoma finally saw the man's face clearly at this moment.

zero!"

Surprisingly his own old man.

Just when he was hesitant to answer.

The picture before him changed again.

The original child has grown up, running confidently against his opponent on the court.

Regardless of winning or losing, there is always a bright smile on his face.

"Ryoma, do you like playing tennis?"

The sound rang.

I looked up and found that the old man did not know when he appeared and looked at himself.

Looking at the old man, watching myself running on the field.

Echizen Ryoma finally remembered.

I think of friends, opponents, enemies and even people who are not related to 5.1.

No matter who it is, never give up in the match and enjoy the happiness brought by tennis.

Taste!

The picture of memory is shattered like glass.

The surrounding scene is restored, and the U-17 is still playing field.

"me "

Echizen Ryoma's heart is beating, and a bright smile appeared on the face that was originally absent: "I like tennis the most!"

boom!

The bright light burst out, dazzling like a star, making people afraid to look directly.

The surging breath spread from Echizen Ryoma and swept the entire court.

The loss and despair on Echizen Ryoma's face have disappeared.

The self-confidence and pride of the past reappeared, and the most sincere love for tennis is in his eyes.

The Realm of Selflessness!

The limit of seamlessness!

Turn on!!!.

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