The black bishop of the net king

Chapter 6 The Gap in Will
in the stadium.

Terui Yota's face was full of dignified expression, playing against national level players was an experience that Terui Yota had never had.

"Let me see how far there is between me and the national players!"

With a soft sound of breaking through the air, the tennis ball slowly flew into the air from Tachibana Jihei's palm. As the tennis ball lifted into the air, Tachibana Jihei jumped up lightly and swung the tennis racket violently.

The moment the racket and tennis ball come into contact.

There seemed to be a sound of thunder bursting on the entire court in an instant.

boom!
The tennis ball roared towards Terui Yota.

A gust of wind sounded in Terui Yota's ears, and the roaring tennis ball came in an instant. Terui Yota had no time to make any response, and the tennis ball had already fallen within Terui Yota's half court.

The tennis ball that hit the ground spun at a high speed, sank in an instant, and bounced off suddenly.

boom!
The rapidly spinning tennis ball slammed into the tennis net behind it, making a harsh friction sound before falling to the ground with a thumping sound.

This voice seemed to hit Terui Yota's heart.

"What is this?" Terui Yota turned his head back a little stiffly, looking at the tennis ball that was still bouncing. At the moment Tachibana Yoshihei served the ball just now, Terui Yota felt as if his breathing had stagnated.

Is this Tachibana Jiping's true strength?

I didn't even have time to react, and this kind of powerful serve, not to mention that I couldn't react at all, even if I reacted, Terui Yota couldn't catch it at all.

"15:0!"

Following the sound of Keiji Makinohara's voice, the contestants and students watching the match reacted at this moment.

"What the hell was that ball just now!"

"Are all monsters like this able to qualify for the national competition?" Akira Kamio and the others shouted in shock.

They could all clearly feel the suffocating oppression on Tachibana Yoshihei, not to mention Terui Yota, who played against Tachibana Yoshihei.

Regarding Akira Kamio's words, Keiji Makihara smiled faintly.

Naturally, all the players in the national competition will not be at the same level as Tachibana Jihei. The strength displayed by all the players in the national competition will only be more terrifying than the current strength displayed by Tachibana Jihei.

Is it really a killer tennis game, are you kidding me?

The current Tachibana Jiping didn't use killing skills at all, it was just a simple serve. If Tachibana Jiping showed his true strength, he might even smash the court by himself.

"30:0!"

"40:0!"

"Tachibana Yoshihei wins, the score is 1:0!"

Serving four consecutive balls at high speed, Yoshihei Tachibana directly won his own serve.

Looking at Tachibana Yoshihei in front of him, Terui Yota fell into deep silence, as if he and Tachibana Yoshihei were not in the same dimension at all.

In front of Tachibana Jiping, he seemed like a child learning to speak, and the gap between the two of them seemed to be a gap that could never be bridged.

Are you and Tachibana really from the same generation?Terui Yota's heart was full of bewilderment.

in the next game.

Tachibana Yoshihei directly blocked Terui Yota with a score of 6:0, and even Terui Yota didn't even get a small wind in Tachibana Yoshihei's hands.

Opposite Tachibana Yoshihei, Terui Yota was dripping with sweat, his chest heaving continuously.

In the fight with Tachibana Yoshihira, what makes Yota Terui most desperate is not the gap in strength, but the oppression of the new students...

Regarding Tachibana Yoshihei's victory, Keiji Makihara did not have any surprises.

After all, compared with Tachibana Yoshihei, Terui Yota is just an unknown player. It would be strange if Terui Yota couldn't even win.

……

With Terui Yota's fiasco.

The second and third graders who decided to participate in this competition couldn't help feeling fearful. The match just now was really disappointing.

For those members, forego this match.

Keiji Makino was a little disappointed in his heart. From this point, it reflected the gap between the Fudo Peak Tennis Club and the powerful schools like Hyodi.

That is the gap in will.

In the eyes of players from such giants as Bingdi and Lihaida, they would not give up the game even if they faced an invincible opponent.

In the mysterious and mysterious world of Killing Tennis.

Mental strength even surpasses speed, strength, physical strength, and technology.

……

Just when Keiji Makino thought that this trial would end in such a hasty way.

"Kamio, let me go first in this game." Fukasa Ibu said to Akira Kamio, and then slowly walked into the court with a tennis racket.

"Ok?"

Looking at Ibu Fukaji who walked into the court, the corner of Makihara Keiji's mouth slightly raised.

In the original book, apart from Tachibana Yoshihei, the best newcomers at Fudo Peak are none other than Ibu Shinji, Kamio Akira, and Ishida Tetsu.

As expected, Iwu Shinji, who chose to participate in this trial, did not disappoint himself.

After guessing.

Ibu Shenji won the right to serve.

After glancing at Tachibana Yoshihei in front of him, Fukasa Ibu steadily released the tennis ball in his hand. The tennis ball drew an arc in the air, passed through the net, and landed precisely near the sideline.

Even Keiji Makihara, who still has little knowledge of tennis, can see Ibu Fukaji's strong ball-handling ability.

However, the moment the tennis ball hit the ground and rebounded, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the tennis ball.

boom!
With a sound of thunder, the tennis racket was swung out with Tachibana Jiping's arm, and the blasted tennis ball directly crossed the court, hit the bottom line, and then slammed into the protective net.

"0:15!"

Keiji Makihara blew the whistle in his mouth, signaling Tachibana Yoshihei to score.

After seeing Tachibana Yoshihei's counterattack, Ibu Fukasa's face was still as if wearing a porcelain mask, without any change.

But from the whitish knuckles on the arm of Ibu Fukaji who is holding the racket vigorously, it can be seen that Ibu Fukaji is not as calm as he appears.

Ibu Shenji continued to serve.

After the ball was delivered, Tachibana Yoshihei did not give Ibu Fukaji any chance, and with a thunder, the whistling tennis ball passed by Ibu Fukaji's ear.

When Ibu Shenji came back to his senses, Keiji Makihara blew the whistle again.

……

"The game is over, Tachibana Yoshihei won, the score is 6:0!"

With the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground, Ibu Shinji's almost unchanged face finally showed a slight change.

"Senior Orange, thank you for your advice!"

Ibu Fukasa walked to the front of the net, and saluted Tachibana Yoshi.

"Hmm!" Tachibana Yoshihei stretched out his palm, and held Ibu Shinji's outstretched palm.

After the fight just now, Tachibana Jihei has already seen the talent of Ibu Fukaji, and the current Ibu Fukaji is like an uncut rough stone.

However, sooner or later, it will bloom its own light.

(End of this chapter)