I, the tennis king, create the strongest era

When Ju Jiping was in Shizile Middle School and became famous all over the world as the Kyushu Shuangxiong, she often went to watch the games to cheer for her brother.

but~~~

None of the masters she had seen before had such postures and movements! !

"It's so rare!!"

As an opponent, Tachibana Yoshihei felt the excitement of meeting his opponent.

He hadn't encountered such a peculiar opponent for a long time! !

blah blah blah! !

Footsteps were running fast on the court, and with a "bang", Tachibana Jihei was about to return to defense~

"Gone?!"

Suddenly, there was no sign of Yakutsu on the field opposite.

Swish! !

While he was in a daze, both arms were hanging down, and Akutsu, who was bending his waist as much as possible, showed his flexibility to the maximum, suddenly appeared from under the net.

"So fast!!"

Tachibana Jiping's pupils shrank slightly.

Looking at Akutsu who was facing the sky and preparing to catch the ball, Yoshihei Tachibana tightened his wrist.

"With this posture, it is impossible to hit a diagonal ball..."

His footsteps changed instantly, "It must be a straight ball!!"

"Huh~"

Seeing this, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Akutsu's mouth.

Swish~! !

His body twisted irregularly again, forcibly changing the direction he was facing.

The right arm cuts diagonally, and hits in a diagonal direction! !

boom! !

Under Tachibana Jihei's eyes widening suddenly, the diagonal ball fell to the ground in an instant.

"Fifteen to zero!"

Xu Feizhi immediately announced the score of the first ball.

Yakutsu took the lead and got off to a good start.

"Hey, let me say~"

Akutsu grabbed the racket's netting string, not enjoying the score,

Instead, he frowned, "If you don't show your true skills, it will be ugly to lose!!"

"Where did he hit a slash ball..."

Tachibana Jiping quietly looked at the other side of the venue, "His reflexes are really amazing!!"

"but……"

Tachibana slowly showed a slight smile, "Isn't that interesting?!"

His right arm holding the racket was tense, and the seal he had imposed on himself showed faint signs of loosening.

"Then come again!!"

Swish! !

The ball was thrown high again, boom! !

The second ball, let's start! !

~~~~~~~~~

Boom! !

Dark clouds all over the sky enveloped the earth, and there were bursts of roaring sounds.

Roads of blue and white thunder interweave in it, and finally form a majestic torrential rain that falls on the world.

Affected by the weather, the school's club activities had to be suspended.

Everyone went back to their respective homes to rest after a tiring day.

Here in the tennis club, the first-year players were also chattering, discussing the battle between the two seniors excitedly while drenched in the rain.

"You said, if the fight continues, who will win in the end?!"

"I think it should be Vice Minister Ju? The big score is already three to one, and he still has the advantage."

"I'm more optimistic about Akutsu-senpai, his body is simply super powerful!! And his eyes are very fiery, obviously he is going to counterattack!!"

"Anyway, the two seniors are amazing, I can't see their backs!!"

"That's right, so we have to work harder!!"

"That's right, Minister Xu Feizhi managed to get us the chance to play tennis. We can't let them down and become their burden!!"

The ideological awareness of the first grade is very high. This competition not only made them recognize their gaps and shortcomings, but also inspired their fighting spirit.

It can also be regarded as fruitful.

As for the two parties involved~~~

"That Akutsu is amazing..."

Tachibana returned home, while cooking dinner, while thinking about today's game.

Although he has already led by two points, the flame in that Akutsu's eyes has not been extinguished at all.

It is even possible that in the next second, some other weird actions will be made.

No matter what kind of weird ball the opponent plays next, Tachibana Jiping will not be surprised.

"I didn't expect to meet so many interesting people and so many great tennis players when I came to Tokyo."

"Ajitsujin, and Xu Feizhi..."

Tachibana Jiping suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and really wanted to confide these things to other people.

But in this strange land of Tokyo...

"Chitose, are you alright?"

Tachibana Yoshihei missed his friend who was far away in Osaka at the moment and started playing tennis again.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

027 Yuta Fuji

"I say……"

Xu Feizhi turned his head helplessly, "Why are you still following me?"

He looked behind him without saying a word, but his eyes were like burning Yakutsu,

"Even if you didn't play to your heart's content, don't you use it to find me?!"

Yajiujin didn't speak, just watched him so closely.

"Okay, I get it~"

Xu Feizhi could only shrug his shoulders, "Speaking of which, apart from fighting, we have never played a single tennis match."

"I really have to make you realize that you and I have the strength to be a minister."

Xu Feizhi looked up at the sky.

It seemed to be just a thunderstorm, and the rain had gradually stopped.

"I know a nice tennis court, and when I get there, it just so happens that it won't rain anymore."

"And the personnel and equipment are also very complete. When we arrive, they should have been cleaned up."

As Xu Feizhi said, he sighed and walked forward.

"Not only have to arrange many things in the tennis club, but also take care of the emotions of troubled children like you. As the head of the tennis club, why am I so tired?"

He sighed exaggeratedly there:

"You guys didn't finish the game, and you ended up relying on me. The first graders haven't started the game yet, so they haven't said anything~"

"But having said that, although this year's first graders have good eyesight and fighting spirit, they still lack a little in terms of strength and talent."

"Only Ibu Shinji is good, and Kamio Akira is okay, and Ishida Tetsu can also watch it."

"But the other Kyosuke Uchimura, Tokuro Mori, and Masa Sakurai are not far behind, and they are a bit reluctant on the stage of the national competition."

"Although it's a bit cruel, I have to say that tennis is a sport that still depends on talent. Otherwise, it all depends on will and hard work. Then everyone will be a professional player."

As he said that, he still didn't forget to look back at Akutsu.

The silent guy behind him is the best example.

The talent is good, but when Echizen Nanjiro watched him play against his son, he praised Akutsu's talent very much.

"So, we still need to add some fresh blood."

"At least, you must be able to cope with the stage of the national competition~~~"

Unlike Tachibana Jiping, who has no one to talk to, Xu Feizhi can tell these words to Ajiujin, anyway, this guy is not interested in these boring things at all.

"By the way, the match between you and Yoshihei Tachibana didn't end, and the other first-years didn't start the match either, so..."

Xu Feizhi mentioned the chestnut cake specially made by Ju Xing in his hand, "Would you like to try it together after making it?"

Ajiujin paused slightly, then continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

It's just that his pace is obviously faster.

Seeing this scene, Xu Feizhi also whistled happily.

"Let's go, Akutsu, follow my pace."

"Don't order me!!"

"Yo, finally spoke, I thought you became dumb."

"嘁~"

"Haha, I'm still worried that if you can't open your mouth, I can only eat these chestnut cakes. What if I can't eat them?"

"...then throw it away!"

"Your tone of voice is not quite right in normal times~"

"Crap!!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Cheerful laughter, and a little bit of annoyed voice, intertwined under the sunset that is about to be dyed red, is very famous for its youthful vitality! !

And at the stadium where Xu Feizhi and Akutsu are going~

Inside the Ape Bird Tennis Club.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yuta."

The coach of the club couldn't help smiling gratifiedly when he saw the figure working hard on the field.

"Please don't say that~"

The boy who was holding a mop to clean up the accumulated water in the field, wearing a black shirt, with a short cut, and a small cross scar on his right forehead raised his head.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, showing a plain and innocent smile:

"I can't play tennis here without your permission."

"It's just something I'm trying to do myself."

Hearing what he said, the coach's face became more appreciative.