The black bishop of the net king

Chapter 254 Number Two Singles, Kamio Akira vs Fuji Yuta
"Fudo Peak's rookie's strength is good, but he is still too immature in terms of competition experience. The most important thing is the gap in physical fitness." Yushi Ninzu looked at Ota Ansai in the field, frowning and thinking.

In the world of The Prince of Tennis, there is never a shortage of monsters who are born with excellent physical fitness.

From Oni Jujiro, to Ishida Gin, Kawaji Takahiro, and then to Toyama Kintaro... It's just that monsters like this are still very few in the world.

Players like Yushi Ninzu have acquired their current physical fitness through three years of hard training.

……

"The game is over! St. Rudolph College Nomura Takuya won, the score is 6:4!"

"St. Rudolph Academy won, with a total score of 1:2!"

"Saint Rudolph!"

"Saint Rudolph!"

After Nomura Takuya defeated Ota Ansai, St. Rudolph's supporters regained their confidence and cheered happily.

Although Nomura Takuya's victory in this game did not come easily.

Moreover, the newcomer Ota Ansai who played at Fudo Peak was not the main force last year, but winning is winning after all.

"Did Nomura win?" Guan Yue's fingers waved, gently tangling the ends of his hair. "Although it doesn't fit my idea, it doesn't matter anymore."

"Yuta, then the second singles match will be left to you."

"En!" Fuji Yuta nodded seriously, and looked towards the rest area of ​​Fudo Peak.It fell on Iwu Shinji.

……

"Coach Muyuan! Senior Tachibana..."

After returning to the rest area of ​​Fudo Peak, Ota Ansai hangs his head, obviously he has not recovered from the defeat just now.

"Ota, you played well."

"The rest of the match will be left to Kamio and the others!" Keiji Makihara patted Ota Ansai on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Ota, even Tachibana and Fukaji have never lost a game!"

"However, losing the game is not terrible. The most terrible thing is that you can't get out of the shadow of failure. When you get out of the shadow of failure, you will become stronger than before."

As a qualified coach, in addition to training and tactical arrangements, you must also learn to cook chicken soup for players!
obviously.

Keiji Muhara is undoubtedly a coach who is extremely qualified. No matter what kind of chicken soup, Keiji Muhara is very good at it.

"Yes, Coach Muhara!" Ota Ansai nodded seriously.

"Kamio, I'll leave the rest of the game to you." After speaking to Ota Ansai, Keiji Makihara looked back at Akira Kamio.

"This game, let's end here!"

What Keiji Makihara said to Ansai Ota just now is clear enough, what Keiji Makino should do now is to give Ansai Ota enough time.

If Ota Ansai still came out, then at that time, Keiji Makihara would be needed to continue cooking the chicken soup.

……

"Next, the number two singles match will start soon, Fudomine Junior High School Kamio Akira VS St. Rudolph College Fuji Yuta!"

"Players from both sides please come on stage!"

"Sorry, Yuta!"

"I thought that Fudo Summit was in the second position of the singles, so Ibu Shenji was sent?" When the radio sounded, Guan Yue turned his head and said to Fuji Yuta.

"Now it seems that I made a mistake in my calculation." Guan Yue rubbed the ends of his hair with his fingers.

However, Guanchu didn't tell the truth to Fuji Yuta, and the order of Fudo Peak's players was completely within Guanchu's expectations.

It's just that compared to guessing the order of Fufufeng, Guan Yue hopes that his guess is wrong.

The order of the Fudo Peak's battle clearly told Guan Yue that the Fudo Peak didn't take St. Rudolph seriously at all.

"It's ok."

"Kamio from Fudo Peak is also a good opponent." Fuji Yuta said slowly.

"Then for the next game, Yuta, you should work hard!" When Guanchu's voice fell, Fuji Yuta had already stepped onto the center of the court with a racket.

"Senior Fuji!"

"Saint Rudolph's player has the same surname as yours!" Satoshi Horio approached Fuji Shusuke outside the field and asked Fuji Shusuke.

"Yuta is my younger brother." Fujisuke said with a smile.

"Hey, isn't he the younger brother of the second senior?" Satoshi Horio exclaimed.

Not only Satoshi Horio, but also Sadaharu Mikami and the others looked surprised at Fujisuke after hearing Fujisuke's words.

Regarding the matter of Fuji Yuta, Gan Sadaharu and the others have never heard Fuji Shusuke mention it.

"It's because Yuta, in fact, doesn't like my brother very much..." Fujisuke explained.

"Do I have a headache because of this too?"

In the beginning, Fuji Yuta also studied in Qinggaku, but because of Fuji Shusuke, Fuji Yuta did not participate in Qinggaku's tennis club.

And half a year after entering Qingxue.

Fuji Yuta transferred to Sarushima Tennis Academy, where Fuji Yuta met Guanchu and was invited to join St. Rudolph.

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Court, net.

"Please advise..."

"Please give me more advice~" Akira Kamio, with the racket under his arm, saw Fuji Yuta's left hand, and he also extended his own.

"A left-handed player?" Akira Kamio narrowed his eyes.Watching Fuji Yuta.

When facing a player with a right-handed racket, a player with a left-handed racket will naturally have a certain advantage.

"Heads or tails!" Fuji Yuta looked at Akira Kamio who was a head taller than him, and asked in a cold voice.

Although compared with Kamio Akira, he is completely unknown player, but Fujio Yuta will not have any fear of Kamio Akira.

Fuji Yuta is not even afraid of Ibu Shinji, let alone Akira Kamio.

"front."

click.

As the spinning racket fell to the court, Fuji Yuta got the first serve!

……

"The game begins, and Yuta Fuji of St. Rudolph College will serve!" After Yuta Fuji and Yuta turned around and stood still, the referee immediately blew the whistle to start the game.

"Then let me see how strong Fudo Peak is!" Fuji Yuta whispered.

pop... pop...

When the racket was hitting the tennis ball, Fuji Yuta lowered his head, and his eyes suddenly swept across Akira Kamio.

call out!
After Fuji Yuta gently tossed the tennis ball with his right hand, his left arm drew a sharp arc in the air, and the racket hit the falling tennis ball forcefully!

boom!
The speed of Fuji Yuta's serve was astonishing. After the tennis ball left a yellow-green streamer in the air, it immediately bombarded Fudo Peak's half court.

Land spin!

Chi Chi!

After the tennis ball spun and rubbed against the ground of the court, it made a screeching sound, but quickly shuttled towards Fudo Peak's backcourt.

"Not bad!" Seeing Fuji Yuta's serve, Akira Kamio frowned and smiled lightly.

"If that's the case, then I'll be a little more serious!"

Akira Kamio pressed lightly on his body, and his calf suddenly erupted with terrifying strength. Like a vigorous cheetah, he sprinted towards the rebounding tennis ball.

The trajectory of the high-speed flying tennis ball could not be clearer in Akira Kamio's field of vision.

(End of this chapter)