Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 507 Huacun Aoi’s Envy
  boom!
  laugh!
  The roaring tennis ball bounced up suddenly after hitting the ground, and once again went straight to Ibu Fukaji's face.

Shenji's eyes were focused, and he leaned back and took half a step. His body leaned back.

With a flexible body change, Fukasa had already reached the side of the tennis ball in an instant. Then Fukaji stretched his body, raised his arm above his head and threw it out.

boom!
  "Ryoma's powerful serve"

"You were beaten back so easily?"

The three members of the trio, Katsuro and Katsuro, looked surprised. This was Ryoma after changing hands. How could he be counterattacked by his opponent so easily?

But Ryoma seemed to have expected this.

After serving, his steps did not stop. Instead, he used the explosive power of jumping forward to instantly run to the front of the net. Using the power of sprinting, he jumped up and down with a heavy slam of the racket.
  "This kind of speed, explosive power..."

After seeing Echizen Ryoma's actions, Tachibana Kippei in the Fudomine area couldn't help but be shocked.

He actually saw this kind of reaction that had turned into a muscle in a first grader.

The explosive power, speed, and instant reaction that Echizen Ryoma showed just now are already much stronger than those of other first-year students.

Although Tachibana Kippei had expected that the guy whom Saeki Munuhiko valued was definitely not a weakling, he didn't expect that Echizen Ryoma's qualifications were even more powerful than he thought.

"Serve to the net? If you want to score, you think it's too simple!"

Itake Fukaji's eyes easily caught the trajectory of the tennis ball, and his outstretched arms slashed towards the tennis ball!

Backspin!
  Not only that, as he swung the racket, bits of gray-white spiritual power escaped, and the tennis ball turned into a yellow-white stream of light and exploded at the feet of Echizen Ryoma!
  Then he galloped directly past Echizen Ryoma's baseline and rushed out of the stadium!

"Fudomine Junior High School scored, the score is 30-0."

The referee on the high chair immediately blew his whistle and announced the score.

"Qingxue's little guy!"

"If this is your only real ability, then I won't play with you anymore... Tennis is really interesting only when people of similar strength are playing..."

Fukaji's eyes swept over Echizen Ryoma's body, he seemed a little disappointed, and he kept mumbling.

Hearing Itake Fukaji's words again, and being broken by the opponent so easily, Ryoma Echizen's eyes couldn't help but become serious.

The atmosphere outside the court was even more like mourning for a concubine.

"how so!"

"Echizen's wonderful return was broken so easily!"

"Oops, is this the strength of last year's national competition champion!"

Horio Satoshi and others who were already ready to cheer for Echizen Ryoma's score suddenly stopped celebrating.

"Sure enough, the guys at Fudomine are not easy to mess with. Are these people still too reluctant for Echizen?"

Takeshi Momoro, Kaoru Kaido, and several other people who had suffered losses at Fudomine's hands were all worried at this moment.

They clearly knew Fudoho's strength. With this mentality, their eyes focused on Echizen Ryoma, and their expressions became a little heavy.

Today's Ibu Fukaji, not only has the strength to break through the whole country, but at least he is truly standing at the top position in Kanto.

He just needs to work harder, and it's only a matter of time before he reaches the national level purely through mental strength.

And although the current Echizen Ryoma is not bad for a first-year player, he is at least a strong Kanto-level player.

But there is still a bit of a gap with Itake Fukaji. Now that the two are facing each other directly, it is still too reluctant for Echizen Ryoma.

Of course, this is something only Seigaku and Fudomine can do. They spend too much time together playing games.

The regional preliminaries are just the beginning.

On the court, Echizen Ryoma pulled the brim of his hat again, and there seemed to be a flame in his eyes that became even hotter.

"Is this the strength of a player who can secure his position as the first choice in the national champion Fudomine team?" To Echizen Ryoma, who has been constantly frustrated since childhood, such disadvantages and oppression are nothing at all. On the contrary, the more powerful Itake Fukaji became, the more excited he became.

"Even Ibu Fukaji is so strong, so how strong must Fudomine's Tachibana Kippei, Keith, and their minister, Saeki Munuhiko, who is known as the best person in the country, be?!"

Echizen Ryoma's eyes looked towards Fudomine's rest area, and glanced over Tachibana Kihira and Keith who were sitting on Fudomine's resting seats.

At the same time, he remembered that there were three big perverts in his team.

"Dad, Neon, I'm really back!"

After Echizen Ryoma returned to Neon, he also had an understanding of the strength of Neon Tennis.

Especially after understanding the powerful strength of those people in his team.

He personally found the information on his father's desk and saw a ranking of the top players from each school in the Tennis Monthly after the Four Nations Exchange Tournament.

Qingxue, Lihaida, Fudongfeng.

Hyotei, Yamabuki, Shitenhoji Temple.

These schools and these masters are the peaks he needs to climb one by one.

"Then before I defeat Tachibana Kippei, Akutsu, and Saeki Munuhiko, let's start with Ibu Fukaji!"

Echizen Ryoma tightened his grip on his racket, his eyes sharp.

Da da…

Not letting the defeat of the previous two goals affect his mentality, Echizen Ryoma tapped the tennis ball twice and then threw the tennis ball high in his hand again.

However, again, with just a simple judgment, Fukaji roughly knew where the tennis ball would land.

When the tennis ball just flew over the net, Ibu Fukaji had already moved his body in advance and arrived at the landing point of the tennis ball.

However, this time, Echizen Ryoma also moved again.

"This kid is so awesome. Did he already think of what Shenji would do when he was serving?"

Seeing the little guy opposite with such a high tennis IQ, Lin Xiu in the rest area couldn't help but sigh.

"Xiu, don't you think this brat's fighting style is very similar to Shenji's?"

Keith on the side also affirmed Lin Xiu's emotion and pointed out the similarities between Echizen Ryoma and Itake Fukaji.

In the first grade, before Ibu Fukaji developed his mental strength, his tennis style was mainly based on the side spin serve that Tachibana Kippei taught him.

Then look for opportunities again.

This is a path that takes psychological games and tests the fundamentals of tennis.

"Really, but Tachibana is still amazing. He can actually see the similarities between the other party and Shenji at a glance, and he even took the initiative to arrange for the two of them to meet..."

Lin Xiu said with a smile, and then looked at Ju Juping beside him.

At this moment, Ju Jueping was also a little happy. He and Huacun Aoi just discussed it, but he didn't expect that such an arrangement would actually be effective.

He nodded, then shook his head.

The one who had similar thoughts to his was Aoi Hanamura on the coaching bench. Seeing Ryoma Echizen constantly moving on the court, Aoi Hanamura once again felt envious of coach Ryuzaki next to her.

"Another unparalleled talent. With a little training and training, I'm afraid he will become a great guy..."

"However, today's Fukaji is not just like this. To put it more harshly, Echizen Ryoma's tennis has no resistance to the current Fukaji..."

Suppressing the desire to poach Echizen Ryoma in her heart, Hanamura Aoi's eyes were extremely deep at this moment.

(End of this chapter)