Legendary tennis, starting from signing up to talent

Regarding what Mori Jusaburo said.

Sanada Genichirō did not answer.

Although he did not know when the other party entered the U-17 training camp.

But he knew very well why Yanagi Renji arranged for him to play against this former teammate and senior of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

He has the talent, but he always likes to be lazy.

He even thought of not playing tennis because of some setbacks.

To this day.

Yanagi Renji still has a grudge against Mori Jusaburo.

Even if he conveyed some effective information to everyone just now, it could not change the result.

"It's still a fledgling flapping its wings."

"You are just an unlucky thing, what are you talking about?"

"Don't forget, making an exception to enter the training camp before the autumn rookie competition does not mean that you are so good that you will not be kicked out!"

At this time.

Mifune Nyudo came straight to the referee's seat on the tennis court.

There is no doubt.

Even if Saito Shi did not explain the situation to him.

But during this time, this old man who loves drinking and trains eagles has also almost understood the situation and problems of Maori Jusaburo.

"Hey!"

"Asshole, how about I be the referee?"

"Of course, if you are afraid that I will blow a black whistle, I don't mind letting your idiots come to be the referee."

Ignoring Maori Jusaburo who was a little embarrassed, Mifune Nyudo asked Kitagawa directly.

"It's okay."

"It's totally fine for you to be a temporary referee."

"If there is any controversy, everyone can also watch the full-range replay without dead angles."

Grinning with a sunny smile.

While speaking, Kitagawa pointed to the group of bodyguards who were already filming.

"..."

Compared to Kitagawa's smile, Mifune Nyudo's mouth twitched slightly.

It was really unexpected that the other party didn't trust him so much.

No more blocking.

He directly put the empty wine gourd on the ground and twisted it to make it rotate.

Until the wine gourd mouth pointed at Maori Jusaburo.

Then he shouted loudly.

"End of the game, Maori boy serves."

"The game begins!"

As the voice fell.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of tennis rackets hitting each other gradually sounded.

Maori Jusaburo also automatically blocked the outside world.

His eyes were fixed on the opposite side, who seemed to have been reborn, Sanada Genichirō.

"It's coming~"

The next moment.

He decisively served.

Bang!

After the sound of the racket and the tennis ball hitting each other.

The tennis ball turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards the opposite side.

It can be said that this ball was extraordinary in terms of speed, power, rotation, and angle.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye.

The tennis ball passed the net and accurately fell into the scoring area.

Because the venue is not a regular venue.

As soon as the ball was thrown, a cloud of dust was splashed up.

At the same time, the angle and speed of the ejection changed to a certain extent.

It is no exaggeration to say that.

This kind of court is undoubtedly a nightmare for many people who come into contact with it for the first time.

"Senior Maori."

"Are you underestimating me?"

However.

Whether it was Maori Jusaburo's serve or the change in the venue.

It seemed that it had no effect on Sanada Genichirō.

In the blink of an eye.

A figure with a faint electric light around him appeared at the point where the tennis ball landed.

"Or..."

"So far, you have entered the training camp..."

"Is this the only progress?"

Crackling....

The racket held in both hands was swung out like a kendo slash.

The next moment.

Bang!

The racket in Sanada Genichirō's hand also collided with the tennis ball that was shot at.

In an instant.

Countless lightning bolts burst out from the point of contact between the two.

The azure blue instantly became the main color of the court.

In the crackling sound.

The power of the domineering emperor was fully displayed!

"Move like thunder!"

Sizzle!

Swoosh!

In the blink of an eye.

A flash of lightning flashed directly.

The speed was so fast that it made people feel a tingling sensation on their scalp.

"Valid ball!"

"0-15!"

"The hat kid scored."

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Mifune Nyudo announced the result immediately.

Obviously, he was a little surprised by the ball just now.

On the side of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

"It seems that he is still the same as before."

At this time.

Yanagi Renji, who had been watching Mori Jusaburo throughout the whole process, sighed softly.

QuiteA sense of disappointment.

When he saw him just now.

He thought that Maori Jusaburo had grown up and was finally willing to work hard.

Not only did he enter the U-17 training camp, he even trained hard in this mountain range.

But the reality was cruel and ruthless.

In a flash, Yanagi Renji's happiness just rose up and turned into a bubble.

"Renji..."

Sensing the change in Yanagi Renji's expression, Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help but sigh.

"Eh?"

"Didn't Maori senior make an exception to enter the U-17 training camp?"

"Why do I feel a little..."

"Unexpected?"

"Are you really letting him win?"

Compared to these people, Kirihara Akari was a little nervous.

He even almost moved himself to tears while talking.

At this moment.

On the court.

"Sanada, you've become much stronger."

The slightly distracted Mori Jusaburo came back to his senses and said this happily.

It was just like the opponent scored the goal just now.

"Mori-senpai."

"No need to pretend not to hear."

"It's impolite to say these things to seniors."

"But now that we're facing each other, I think there are some things I need to say."

After all, he was his former partner and senior from the same school.

Sanada Genichirō looked at the other person's appearance.

In the end, he chose to speak directly.

"Sanada."

"Okay! Stop talking nonsense~"

"As a senior, I'm very happy for your growth."

"But training is not something you have to do if someone asks you to. The important thing is that I want to practice."

Mori Jusaburo interrupted Sanada Genichirō directly.

For this kind of words.

He has heard a lot of them and is completely tired of them.

And.

Even though he admitted that Genichirō Sanada had grown a lot, he didn't believe that he, who had great talent, would lose to his junior.

Originally, he was thinking of taking a little pain to let him off.

But at this moment.

He changed his mind.

Then.

He threw another tennis ball into the air.

Holding the racket in his hand, his eyes were burning.

He jumped up and swung the racket fiercely.

Bang!

A serve that was basically flawless was instantly displayed.

However.

As soon as it landed.

The tennis ball had already landed in the scoring area, and then bounced out of bounds beside him.

"What?!"

In an instant.

He, who had righteously refuted in the previous second, was directly surprised in this second.