The Infinite Journey Starts From the King of Nets

"The next match will be the singles No. 3 match, between Youth Gakuen Fuji Yuta and Seijo Shonan Wakatohiro! Now, players from both sides are invited to enter the arena!"

"Tch, aren't they those two guys?" Wakato Hiroshi pressed the brim of his tennis cap on his head, and stared at Tezuka Kunimitsu and Fuji Shusuke unkindly. The matter of prying away his guards at the entrance of the conference venue!

"Since the two of them dare not play, then let's start with the guy in front of us and clean up!"

"This guy..." Fuji Yuta said coldly, and Fuji Yuta could clearly feel the hostility in Wakatohiro's eyes.

...

"The game starts, Shonan Wakahiro Chengcheng will serve!"

"Seigaku's guy!" Hiroshi Wakato pointed his finger at Fuji Yuta. "Who will be the opponent you will face next?"

Fuji Yuta stared at Wakahiro with the eyes of a mentally ill patient.

"Then it's him, transform!" After Ruo Renhong threw the tennis cap on his head into the air, he instantly made a POSS. When the tennis cap fell in front of him, he stretched out one hand and caught it instantly. His hat was on his head backwards.

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong with this guy's brain?" Seeing Hiroshi Wakato's gaudy movements, Yuta Fuji felt more and more that there was really something wrong with Hiroshi Wakato's brain.

"Let them see your strength! Ruoren!" Huacunkui asked Ruorenhong slightly in the rest area of ​​Chengcheng Shonan.

After finishing changing his voice, Hiroshi Ruoren, holding a tennis ball in his hand, took a posture that is very familiar to most tennis fans. After throwing the tennis ball up, he swung the racket quickly, and the tennis ball was like a bullet, blinking. Suddenly, he flew across the field and landed in front of Fuji Yuta.

However, although Wakatohiro's serve is fast, the players who practice with Fuji Yuta are all players of the level of Hanyu Takeha and Fuji Shusuke. Tennis with this speed is simply not enough for Fuji Yuta. A piece of cake.

The moment the tennis ball rebounded, Fuji Yuta hit the ball back with a topspin.

"You actually hit my serve back?" A trace of surprise flashed across Ruo Renhong's face.

"However, that's all!" The racket in Ruo Renhong's hand suddenly bombarded the flying tennis ball. It was still an extremely hard blow, and the high-speed flying tennis ball brought up a burst of wind.

"It's too weak, not to mention compared to Hanyu-senpai and Kawamura-senpai, with this kind of power, even that guy from Momoshiro's smash is stronger than your serve!" Fujiyuta responded lightly.

Fuji Yuta took the ball, and the tennis ball returned to Wakatohiro's side in an instant.

Although relying on solid basic skills, Wakato Hiroshi and Fuji Yuta fought back and forth, but Wakato Hiroshi was slowly suppressed by Fuji Yuta. In the case of the super half volley that he is best at.

"This style of play? Are you imitating Bullet Peter Sampras?" As the number of rounds continued to increase, Gan Sadaharu had also noticed Hiroshi Wakato's style of play.

"Is this guy an imitation tennis player like Hanyu, Nioh, and Kawaji?" Gan Sadaharu pushed his glasses and asked. "However, compared with Hanyu and the others, his strength is much weaker!"

"Super Half Volley!"

After the next round, when Hiroshi Wakahiro made a small mistake, Fuji Yuta decisively used a super half volley. The tennis ball drew an arc in the court and landed on the bottom line After that, he rushed out of the court directly.

"Youth Academy Fuji Yuta scored, the score is 15:0!"

"What?" Ruo Renhong shouted in disbelief.

Ruo Renhong couldn't believe it, but in the situation where he imitated Bullet Peter Sampras, he would lose to Fuji Yuta.

"Nothing is impossible! It's just that your strength is too weak." Fuji Yuta responded lightly.

"It's just a point, don't be too arrogant! Bastard!" Ruo Renhong let out a roar, and it was another bullet serve!

"It's useless! I've seen through this trick!" Fuji Yuta, who had already figured out Wakatohiro's style, appeared at the point where the tennis ball fell in an instant.

The moment the tennis ball rebounded, the racket in his hand slashed towards the tennis ball like a sword.

"Outspin spin ball!"

With violent rotation, the tennis ball passed directly through Hiroshi Wakato.

"Youth Academy Fuji Yuta scored, the score is 30:0!"

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!" Ruo Renhong continued to serve in disbelief!

Fuji Yuta stepped on small steps and appeared at the landing point again. Facing the trajectory of the tennis ball, it was the same external spin ball again!

"Youth Academy Fuji Yuta scored, the score is 40:0!"

Hiroshi Fujio easily returned the serve twice in a row, and Hirohiro knew that it was not a coincidence.

"Since the bullet Peter Sampras can't do it, then let's transform into another character!"

"His style of play has changed! Is he imitating Hewitt now?" In just two short shots, Gan Sadaharu once again saw through the tennis player Wakatohiro imitated.

"However, although the style of play has changed, it is still of no use to Yuta. No matter how the style of play changes, the gap in strength cannot be made up by changing the style of play!"

As Sadaharu's voice fell, Fuji Yuta succeeded in another super half-volley.

"Fuji Yuta of Youth Academy wins, the score is 1:0! Youth Academy takes the lead!"

"How can this be!"

Not only Ruo Renhong, but even Huacun Aoi in the rest area was in shock.

Ruo Renhong's strength is second only to Reiji Kamishiro in Chengcheng Shonan, and he is the number two figure in Chengcheng Shonan.

But Ruo Renhong, the No. 2 figure in Chengcheng Shonan, was easily defeated by Fuji Yuta in the first game.

You must know that compared with the third graders like Hanyu Takeha, Fuji Yuta's strength can be said to be the bottom of the Seigaku team.

"There is still a chance! As long as Ruoren can keep changing his style of play so that the opponent can't get used to it, there is still a possibility of winning!" Huamura Aoi stared at Ruorenhong, hoping that Ruoren Able to win back a victory in the following games.

But the reality is cruel.

Facing Fuji Yuta's outspin serve, Wakahiro couldn't even counterattack in the second game, so he lost the second game.

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"Fuji Yuta of Youth Academy won, the score was 6:0, the total score was 3:0! Youth Academy won!" the referee announced loudly.

With Fuji Yuta winning the No. 3 singles match, Aigaku has successfully advanced to the next round.

However, due to the competition system, Qingxue still needs to play five games.

"In the upcoming match between Youth Academy and Chengcheng Shonan Singles No. 2, Youth Academy Fujisuke will face Chengcheng Shonan Kamishiro Reji!"

"Come on brother!" As Fuji Shusuke got up, Fuji Yuta, who was covered with a towel on his head, cheered loudly to Fuji Shusuke.

"Don't worry, I won't lose!" After Fuji Shusuke rubbed Fuji Yuta's hair with a smile, he took the racket and walked onto the court.

"No two! No two! No two!"

"My lord! My lord!"

With Fuji Shusuke's appearance, the entire venue instantly resounded with cheers for Fuji Shusuke, but the loudest cheers were not Takeshi Momoshiro and the others, but the nympho guards before Hiroshi Wakahiro!

"Damn, these shameless girls!" Kosakata Tomoka, who was overwhelmed by Ruo Renhong's nympho guards, waited ferociously, and the nympho guards waited fiercely, looking like they wanted to chop them into pieces expression.

"Okay, Tomika! They are also cheering for Senior Fuji, there is no need to be angry!" Ryuzaki Sakura said while fanning Kosakata Tomika, while comforting Kosakata Tomika.

"Those people's cheering, how can it compare with my cheering!" Kosakata Tomika said angrily.

There seemed to be a huge burning sea of ​​flames rising behind Tomoka Kosakata!

"Horio, Katsuo, Katsuro!"

"In!" X3.

Satoshi Horio and the three answered in unison.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you rush to cheer for Senior Fuji, you are still boys! You can't even compare the voices of those girls!"

"Fuji-senpai! Come on! Fuji-senpai, come on!" After scolding Horio Satoshi and others, Kosakata Tomoka immediately cheered Fujisuke.

"Tomoka, she's scary!" Horio Satoshi and the three trembled, and quickly waved the flag to cheer for Fujisuke.

"Senior Buer!" "Come on!" "Senior Buer!" "We must win!"

On the field, the match between Fuji Shusuke and Kamishiro Reiji also officially started.

"The game begins, and the youth school will serve with Fujisuke!"

The limit of hard work!

The moment the referee's voice fell, Fuji Shusuke's body shone with a golden light, and an incomparably fierce momentum pressed towards Reiji Kamishiro!

After passing the doubles No. 2 match, Shusuke Hanyu, Shusuke understood that Takeha Hanyu hoped that he and others could defeat Shonan Chengcheng as soon as possible.

Fuji Shusuke held the tennis ball and dropped it vertically. When the tennis ball fell to his chest, the racket in his hand was instantly swung out!

Boom!

The tennis ball turned into a green streamer, flying across the court in an instant!

Reiji Kamishiro chased after the tennis ball with a blank face, and swung the racket, but just when the racket was about to hit the tennis ball, the tennis ball suddenly disappeared from Reiji Kamishiro's sight!

Fuji Shusuke's signature skill, the disappearing serve!

After the racket fell to the ground, Reiji Kamishiro's face also showed a slight change.

"Youth Academy Fujizuke scored, the score is 15:0!" The referee announced instantly.

"This ball is the same as before, and it will disappear!" Fuji Zhou said with a smile, and it was another serve that would disappear.

Although Fuji Shusuke had reminded Kamishiro Reiji in advance before serving, the disappearing serve cannot be returned just by reminding.

If you don't know what you don't know, it's not just mathematics.

"Youth Academy Fuji helped score, the score is 30:0!"

"Youth Academy Fuji helped score, the score was 40:0!"

"Youth Academy Fujisuke wins, score 1:0! Youth Academy takes the lead!"

With four disappearing serve shots, Fuji Shusuke easily won the first game.

"Shencheng lost the first game just like that!" Not only Aoi Huamura, but all the players in Chengcheng Shonan were shocked. The strength that Fujisuke showed just now was indeed too terrifying, it was completely unilateral of crushing.

Fuji Shusuke's strength is already so terrifying, so how terrifying is the strength of Hanyu Takeha, which I have been obsessed with all this time, can I really make Hanyu Takeha the most perfect work?

Huacunkui couldn't help but have deep doubts in her heart!

"Serve from Seijo Shonan Kamishiro Reiji!"

Looking at Fuji Shusuke in front of him, Reiji Kamishiro showed a dignified look on his face.

Reiji Kamishiro crossed his hands in front of him, forming a cross, and a terrifying aura emanated from Reiji Kamishiro's body.

"This is it! Stop Shencheng!" Huacun Aoi stood up instantly and shouted nervously.

Huamura Aoi already knew what skills Reiji Kamishiro was preparing for.

It's a pity that Reiji Kamishiro didn't pay attention to Aoi Huamura. Reiji Kamishiro knew that if he didn't use this trick, he would have no chance of winning at all!

"Tearing Powerful Blow!"

The tennis ball was like a bolt of lightning, with a violent spin, and the moment it rebounded, it suddenly hit Fuji Shusuke's face!

"Shencheng actually used the sealed tearing blow!" Ruo Renhong and others also exclaimed.

Torn Powerful Strike, because this move is too powerful, it is not only easy to cause damage to the opponent, but it will also cause a huge burden on Reiji Kamishiro, so Huamura Aoi asked Reiji Kamishiro to seal this move up.

Under the pressure of Fuji Shusuke, Kamishiro Reiji finally lifted the seal!

"What a terrible serve!" Fuji Shusuke still had a calm smile on his face, and swung the racket with his right hand at the oncoming tennis ball!

"The phoenix returns to its nest!"

boom!

The racket that was dyed golden collided with the tennis ball in an instant, and a strong air flow spread towards the surroundings, and the tennis ball flashed towards Kamijo Reiji in an instant.

Reiji Kamishiro didn't have time to react, the tennis ball had already hit the court behind Reiji Kamishiro, and then flew out of the court.

"Youth Academy Fujizuo scored, the score was 15:0!"

"What? Shencheng's tearing power blow was hit back!" Everyone in Chengcheng Shonan stood still, unable to believe what happened before them.

However, this only shows that Huacunkui and the others' knowledge is far from enough.

Hanyu Takeha's swinging ball, Tachibana Yoshihei's explosive ball flurry, Sanada Genichiro's thunderous movement... which one is not as powerful as Kamishiro Reiji's tearing power blow.

There is no need for any seal at all for Reiji Kamishiro's tearing blow.

I drank too much yesterday and slept all day today.