Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

“6-4!”

"Double Team No. 1 Hyotei wins!"

Oshitari suddenly sat on the ground and took a deep breath, "It's great that we didn't have to go to a tiebreaker.

He has reached the limit of his physical strength after fighting for so long.

Mito Ryo was also tired, supporting himself with his hands on his knees, letting the sweat drip down, and his bangs were already wet.

He said unwillingly: "Go back and train your physical fitness well."

I didn't expect that after a game that lasted just over an hour, I was so tired that I was almost at my limit.

"Go back and ask Nanchuan for the super invincible hell devil training plan. We can't escape now."

Oshitari: "That makes sense. Let's fight!"

The two high-fived, shook hands, and walked back to the team triumphantly.

You know, this is the first time they have achieved such a fulfilling result in doubles.

It was the result of their hard training and the victory they had made for Hyotei's championship, so they deserved this little pride.

From now on, we must never let anyone say that our Hyotei doubles team is weak! "

Scoreboard: Hyotei 2:1 Rikkai University.

The two failed seniors from Rikkai University have returned to the team."

You can see that they are very sad and their faces are full of regret!

"This was our last game at the National Maritime University. I'm sorry, everyone, but we still lost."

Yukimura said nothing.

In fact, he didn't know what to say.

From the time he came back and saw the game status of the two seniors, he knew that the pressure was huge.

Is this the pressure from his failure?

This is probably a big reason, so what can he say? He can only smile bitterly and feel guilty, as well as endless self-blame.

But he still maintained his confidence and aura as a minister, nodded to them and said: Thank you for your hard work, seniors.

Then he turned around and smiled politely and sincerely at Senior Maori:

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mori-senpai."

Maori Jusaburo, who had been silent all the time, turned around and smiled at him.

Yukimura was stunned for a moment.

The lazy aura that usually permeates Maori Jusaburo has now been restrained, and it actually feels a little strange.

Maori moved his wrist, glanced at the racket at his feet and said:

"I will try my best."

Sanada and Yanagi Renji's expressions turned ugly in an instant.

Damn senior.

Is that all you have to say?

Isn’t it necessary to just try your best?

Mao Li stood up and smiled at them, "Don't worry, since it has come to this, and I have chosen to be here, then for the future of Rikkai University, I will do my best. Look how scared you are."

Sanada and Yanagi Renji breathed a sigh of relief.

Although we know that verbal arrogance and declarations are all bullshit before the game is won, some promises are very important and must be fulfilled once made. For the team, this is a matter of responsibility.

"Come on, Maori-senpai!"

The others gave encouragement and expectations to Mao Li, but he didn't say anything. He just looked across.

"So, who will be Hyotei's opponent?"

"Is it Atobe or Akutsu?"

"Except for these two people, no one else can be arranged.

But in fact, whether it was Atobe or Akutsu, Mori, who had often avoided training before and even did not go to the Kanto Tournament, was not familiar with them except for watching some videos of their games.

Chapter 93: Akutsu's murderous aura dislocated bones!

The person who appeared in Hyotei was naturally Akutsu.

"Akujin, although I really want to win the last match of the championship myself, I still hope that you don't give me the opportunity to play."

Before the second singles match was about to begin, Minister Atobe gave some special instructions to Akutsu who was about to go on stage.

Akutsu glared at him and said, "It's so noisy."

He put on wrist guards and a headband so that the sweat wouldn't drip directly into his eyes.

He walked onto the field without even warming up.

Nanchuan spoke up: "Akujin."

Akutsu paused for a moment, then turned back to the coach.

"coach."

"Go ahead and beat them, Akutsu, you'll be a top player!"

Shintaro only had one sentence.

The others were already boiling with excitement.

Although Akutsu still looked fierce on the surface,

But he still nodded obediently.

Under normal circumstances, the coach would probably say, "Don't play third-rate tennis!"

But not now.

It should be said that the coach hasn't said this for a long time.

The so-called third-rate tennis does not deny Akutsu's strength, but means that Akutsu's style of play lacks systematic training.

His wild style would also injure his teammates, and he had also taken the initiative to injure his opponents. This was a serious incident of intentional injury, not the power of skill tennis itself. The nature was different, and in his opinion, it was third-rate tennis.

He hopes to put an end to this kind of deliberate injury.

Now Akutsu has been able to control himself and not intentionally injure his teammates on the practice court. He has made a change. In Shintaro's view, he has temporarily escaped from third-rate tennis.

Akutsu had no objection.

Anyway, he can play freely in the game, right?

All he wants is to not let tennis become boring on the court.

If your opponent is too bored, don't blame him for having fun!

"It's Akutsu?"

Sanada was surprised for a moment, as if he had not expected such an arrangement.

In his instinctive consciousness, it should be Atobe who appeared.

"Atobe is really arrogant, and actually put himself in the position of a single player.

"Mori-senpai, Akutsu's tennis ball is very violent. If you are not careful, you will probably be hit by his tennis ball."

"Yes." Yanagi Renji added.

“The last time I played against him, he played very casual tennis, completely overpowered my profile, and was very difficult to play against.

Mr. Maori, Akutsu's motor cells and motor nerves are very developed.

His reaction, speed, agility, flexibility, balance and even destructive power are all first-rate. Moreover, he has undergone systematic training on the ice during this period of time. Now Akutsu is even more difficult to deal with. "

He narrowed his eyes and bowed slightly: "But, for the future of Rikkai University, please, Mori-senpai."

This was a competition question that would determine one's fate, and no one dared to be careless. The atmosphere instantly became more depressing.

Mao Li quickly grabbed the racket and entered the court.

The guard who had already squeezed to their side was recording while frowning and muttering to himself:

The atmosphere among Rikkai University's regulars is too depressing and dull, while Hyotei's is more relaxed.

Sometimes being too strict and not knowing how to release emotions and relieve stress can backfire.

"Rikkai University has this fatal flaw now."

'Wouldn't this simply put more pressure on Mao Li? "

Akutsu glanced at Maori. He looked very strange and he had never seen him before.

Even if I have seen it, I don't remember it.

So Akutsu was very disdainful.

He stood at the bottom line and began to urge:

"Serve quickly!"

Not to mention Mao Li, even Pan and other audience members were shocked.

Good man, he's so bad-tempered right from the start.

Fortunately, the audience was already familiar with him and hadn’t been quiet for too long, so they cheered his name several times.

"Come on Akutsu!"

Just as everyone knew, he shouted impatiently, "It's so noisy!" and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Mao Li said, "So you are the most violent and aggressive player in the legend."

He pulled out a tennis ball and tapped it gently.

"Well, it's a bit troublesome. If you get hit, will you get hurt?"

"But I have promised everyone that I will do my best for the future of Rikkai University."

'So even if I was injured, I can't announce my withdrawal from the competition.

Akutsu yelled impatiently:

"You're just a bunch of idiots!"

If it wasn't his serving game, he would have hit him in the face first and made him give up immediately!

But he still tried to hold back the question because he always remembered what his mother said last night, that she would watch his game on TV.

hateful.

I should have known not to tell my mom, and I should have stopped Jibe from investing.

trouble.

boom!

A stream of air seemed to appear out of nowhere, and Akutsu could even feel his cheek being touched.

It was a tennis ball, which suddenly flew past his ear.

His pupils suddenly contracted and he was slightly stunned.

You know, apart from Nanchuan, no one else can hit a serve that he can't react to while he is still paying attention.

"15-0!"

Don't be stunned, classmate, the game has already started. "

Maori narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, with that lazy look again.

Akutsu gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Just now he was urging his opponent to serve.