Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

Kirihara Akaya: "That's amazing! You won 4 games easily! Looks like we'll advance directly!"

Genichirō Sanada: "Why do I feel that the doubles team of the French team is unexpectedly weak?"

Toyama Kintaro: "With that level of skill, can you make it to the French national team?"

Fuji Shusuke: "When did I become so powerful?"

Inui Sadaharu: "Looking at the data of the French and French national teams, they usually start from 4-0 to 5-0..."

Yanagi Renji: "This feeling, this pattern, seems... a little familiar..."

Yanagi Renji and Inui Sadaharu looked at each other.

His eyes widened instantly.

Data tennis!

……

France national team.

Oshowaru: "Master Edgar is so bad..."

Bart: "I let the opponent win 4 games on purpose so that George can collect intelligence on the opponent..."

Moro: "I deliberately let my opponent win four games, showing him the difference in how to turn defeat into victory in one go..."

Camus: "Edgar Stadium...is now open."

……

Return to the court.

The serve came to Edgar again.

He turned and nodded to George.

Then the tennis ball was thrown.

Boom——! !

The tennis ball flew out.

Suddenly, everything in front of Fuji Shusuke and Yukimura Seiichi went dark.

An eagle flew past them.

Boom——! !

"15-0, Edgar!"

Yukimura Seiichi: "What is that?"

Followed by.

Before they could react.

The screen in front of me went black again.

Only Edgar was left standing in the darkness, gesticulating with the racket.

A spotted python rushed towards them.

Boom——! !

"30-0, Edgar!"

And then.

A leopard swooped down to pounce on its prey.

Boom——! !

"40-0, Edgar!"

……

In the blink of an eye.

By depicting a variety of animals.

Weird ball path.

Edgar scored quickly.

1-4!

2-4!

3-4!

4-4!

Directly won the game in four games.

The entire audience cheered wildly!

I admire the courage of the Farke team to tie the score in one go.

"Edgar!! Edgar!"

“That’s [Artist on the Court] Edgar!”

“Edgar’s [Art Tennis] is so beautiful!”

“It’s so entertaining!”

"As expected of Edgar!"

"What a beautiful tennis ball! My love..."

236. The fake is better than the real thing? This is embarrassing!

After losing 4 games in a row.

Only then did Yukimura Seiichi and Niou Masaharu show solemn expressions on their faces.

As expected, none of the players on the French and German team, which is ranked third in the world, are easy to deal with.

I deliberately lost four games at the beginning so that the little guy named George could collect data from both of us.

Then combine it with George's data tennis.

The man named Edgar officially used his [Art Tennis] and painted his colors on the canvas called the court.

Boom——! !

"5-4, Edgar!"

A huge and luxurious triumphal arch appeared in front of Yukimura Seiichi and Niou Masaharu.

Edgar successfully reversed the score in one go!

He showed his powerful explosive power to the world without any reservation.

And the one who made all this a reality was George, the one who transmitted the data to him!

"Is that kid similar to Edgar's military advisor?"

"In this case……"

"Catch the leader first!"

Seiichi Yukimura aimed his eyes at George in the opposing backcourt.

Boom——! !

The tennis ball passed right past George's feet.

"15-0, Seiichi Yukimura!"

then.

George's eyes gradually became empty.

He was ruthlessly deprived of his five senses by Yukimura Seiichi.

"Edgar! Edgar! It's so dark in front of me!"

"Can't see, can't hear, can't touch!"

"I can't even smell you anymore!"

George's panicked voice rang out.

Edgar turned around and immediately understood George's current situation.

"Don't worry, George."

"Since I can't collect the data, I'll just have to draw it for you."

"Recover your five senses yourself!"

Edgar walked slowly towards George.

"Okay~"

"In order to win the game, wow, wow, I sacrificed too much."

"Draw me better this time, don't draw me ugly!"

George said, reaching out and slowly touching his face, and with Edgar's help, he took off his glasses.

With an expression of heroic sacrifice on his face, he left himself to be dealt with as he pleased.

"It will be ready soon!"

Edgar said, pulling a paintbrush from his pocket.

Several curved lines were outlined at the corners of George's eyes.

Just like a savage in the primeval forest.

Om-! !

For an instant.

George opened his eyes, and color returned to his pupils.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

"You two bastards over there, are your coats sewn on your shoulders?"

"Let me help you take it off!"

George's tone became wild and ferocious, just like Kirihara Akaya who had turned into a demon.

This feeling.

Even the audience on the sidelines could feel it clearly.

George's aura has changed!

After being painted, George's personality not only changed.

Even the playing style has become extremely wild, sharp and tricky!

His body language, movements, ball skills, etc., all seemed like he was a completely different person.

I have no idea what he's going to do, and I can't predict his movements.

It's like magic.

In the blink of an eye.

They broke through the Sakura team's defense and scored three goals in a row.

The current score of the game is 15-40.

Just one goal away from the French and German teams winning the game.

……

Sakura team.

Everyone looked surprised.

I have no idea why just applying some paint can produce such a strange effect.