Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

The hand on the other end of the phone nodded:

"A first grader, right? Then train him well and let him keep his passion for tennis.

Strengthen daily training

After hanging up the phone, Fuji stood on the balcony looking at his younger brother Fuji Yuta, who rarely came back but rarely talked to him.

This time, St. Rudolph entered the resurrection match in the metropolitan conference and actually made it to Kanto. It was pure luck.

Those who entered Kanto this year include Hyotei, Seigaku, Yamabuki, the suddenly emerging and completely reformed Fudomine, and St. Rudolph who made it to the revival match.

“It’s pretty strong this year, and a lot of school teams have grown.”

Fuji sighed: "Teba and the others are already world-class players. Japan's tennis is undergoing tremendous changes. I can't fall behind."

"Shouzhuo, Nanchuan, when you come back, you will see the changes in everyone and me."

Time flies by quickly.”

Yukimura was released from the hospital after a follow-up examination and is about to participate in the Kanto Tournament.

"Sanada, you said our next match will be against Seigaku?"

"Yes, send them back home this time."

"Ah."

Yukimura seemed a little disappointed.

"It would be great if the opponent was Hyotei."

Sanada was stunned for a moment. If he fought Hyotei before Nanchuan came back, he would indeed have a better chance of winning.

But I don't know why, I always feel that this is a bit unfair. Even if I win, I will still feel regretful.

But from the perspective of the entire team, this idea is correct.

He said, "Let's go, the game is about to start."

"it is good."

Came to the qualifying round of 8 to 4.

As long as they win, they will be able to enter the Kanto top four, which means they will have a safe entry into the national competition.

As for the losing side, it will depend on whether Tokyo, the organizer of this year's national competition, will have any recommended spots. And whether I can get this recommended spot will be a very uncertain outcome.

Both teams are about to enter.

Qingxue seems to be waiting for something.

"Senior, will the minister you mentioned really come back?"

"Why don't I believe it?"

The little boy Echizen Ryoma pressed down the brim of his hat, then put his hands in his pockets and spoke with some pride.

The players of Seigaku are indeed waiting for the return of Teiyame.

He said on the phone that he would come to participate in the competition in the next few days, but I didn’t see him.

Fuji felt that even if he arrived today, Teba would still need to rest to adjust to the jet lag, and he would not be able to participate in the match against Rikkai University.

"Echizen, you will see how powerful and elegant our captain is. Since we don't have the chance today, we must play well. You will definitely have a chance if we make it to the semi-finals." Eiji touched Ryoma Echizen's head and said with a smile.

Just as they entered, a familiar figure appeared.

“No two.

Shoujia shouted in the crowd.

Everyone looked back and gathered around excitedly:

"Tezuka, you're finally back!"

"Today is our match against Rikkai University. You're back just in time."

Teba nodded: "Okay, let's go in first."

He had a tennis bag but no suitcase.

When he entered the venue, the audience cheered enthusiastically as soon as they saw him.

Rikkai University across the street was very calm.

In their opinion, it doesn't matter whether Qingxue has a bad hand or not.

Because this is a team competition, no matter how good he is, he cannot win all three games by himself.

"He's back, and he looks even more powerful." Sanada said, "Let me fight him. Ever since that defeat in elementary school, I've been looking forward to fighting him."

Yukimura nodded: "Okay."

He agreed simply.

He searched the crowd again.

"Nanchuan didn't come back."

"Maybe it'll be later. Come in, Yukimura."

Both sides enter the field and listen to the referee announce the rules of the game.

Fuji asked Teba: "Did you just get off the plane? Don't you need to rest?"

"Well, I slept for a while on the plane, so it's not a big deal."

Before the game starts.

He sat down on the bench and didn't have time to greet his teammates. He directly asked about the previous game.

Seeing a kid with an extremely arrogant aura and a confused face, he asked Bu Er:

"Is he the Echizen Ryoma you were talking about?"

"Yes, Echizen, this is our Minister Tetsugu."

Fuji comes over with Ryoma.

Ryoma's eyes, which originally looked at everything as if it were garbage, turned into inquiry when he looked at Tsubasa.

Moreover, he must have been able to feel the aura of a strong man from Shou Zhuo, and his original arrogance was weakened a little.

"Hello, Minister."

"Echizen, fight well."

He talks little and has a cold face.

These were the only words I gave to Echizen Ryoma.

Echizen said "oh", his pride seemed to be nothing in front of Tezuka Kunimitsu.

However, the doubles team was wiped out next.

"Hahaha, the so-called golden doubles of Qingxue are only at this level? It's simply laughable!"

Kirihara Akaya, who teamed up with Yanagi Renji for doubles, mercilessly mocked Eiji and Oishi, who were defeated by them.

Moreover, Oishi's right foot was injured. "Damn it, you did it on purpose just now!"

Eiji said unconvinced.

"Your skin has turned red, and your eyes have become bloodthirsty. What kind of fighting style is this?"

"There's nothing honest about your tennis."

Kirihara Akaya laughed out loud: "What a joke! My tennis game is not against any rules. How can it be illegal? You are just too weak. Go back and practice hard."

"hateful!"

"Okay, Eiji, no need to tell him so much."

"Now let's turn the game over to singles."

Yingji had no choice but to quit.

Echizen Ryoma snorted, "This guy is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. I have never seen a situation where his skin turns red and he changes state to strengthen his tennis ball."

Fuji asked: "Haven't you seen it in the United States?"

"I heard that the United States is also full of strong players. They even won fifth place in last year's World Cup. There are many talented people."

Ryoma Echizen came back from the United States. He played tennis in the United States when he was a child and was the tennis champion in elementary school for four years.

This guy is extremely talented and is indeed qualified to be the pillar of Qingxue.

Echizen Ryoma shook his head: "No."

"It's your turn, Echizen."

The hand said something.

Although I’m not familiar with this guy.”

But with this arrogance and previous achievements, he has expectations for him.

The opposing Rikkai University was quite surprised to see Echizen enter the field instead of Shuzuo.

"Tetsugu just got back. Isn't he going to play?"

"Sei Gaku is about to lose, shouldn't he appear in singles three?"

"This is the first year student who is known as the rising star of this year? We have already given up hope on Seigaku. What if there is another rising star? Even if we add Tezuka, what does it matter? There is no hope."

"The doubles team was wiped out, so what about singles? Don't forget that our opponent is Rikkai University. If you try to win in singles, you're overestimating yourself."

Echizen Ryoma comes on the field and his opponent is Sanada.

As a result, this little kid came up and started picking on me.

"The Emperor of Rikkai University? But I heard that he has been defeated by the same person for the past two years. That's not so good."

This hit Genichirō Sanada's pain point.

He was shut out by Tezuka Kunimitsu in elementary school, and was defeated again and again by Minamikawa.

I've been feeling angry for two years, and I've been training desperately from last year to now, just to be able to avenge myself this year and make up for my regrets in my last year of junior high school.

My goodness, now I’m being picked on by this first-year guy.

Sanada's anger was ignited, but he was no longer the reckless Sanada of the past. Even when the anger in his heart was ignited, he was able to control it and not let it lead him astray.

"Kid, it won't be too late to be arrogant after you beat me. It's useless to say anything now."

Bang! The game begins.

Sanada's attack was obvious, he didn't give his opponent any chance at all.

The whole stadium was quiet, with only the sound of balls being hit in the stadium.

Seigaku, who originally had confidence and hope in Echizen Ryoma, found that the fight became more and more difficult.

Bang! 1-0*

““2-0*

“3-0*”

Change venues and take a break.

Echizen Ryoma stood there in a daze, breathing heavily and looking at Sanada across from him.

“What a fast ball!”

Whether it is an invisible lead or as fast as the wind.

Echizen Ryoma couldn't even see Sanada's batting movements clearly.

Without seeing the movement clearly, he couldn't make a judgment.

"Damn it, Echizen can't even beat him?" Eiji and the others outside the field were so nervous that their palms were sweating.

If they lose this game, they will lose and won’t even make it to the top four in the country.

Then they were left with regrets during their three years in junior high school.

Hands pondering silence.