Legendary tennis, starting from signing up to talent

On the streets of Tokyo, Japan.

"Hey hey hey!"

"Passenger, can I just take you here?"

"Today is the day of the Kanto Tournament finals for Japanese junior high school students, and it is also my daughter's birthday."

"My daughter has been yelling at me to go and watch."

"So, can you make an exception?"

A taxi driver looked at the rearview mirror carefully and explained to a teenager.

"The Kanto Tournament for Japanese junior high school students?"

"Combined with what the stinky old man said to me before."

"That is to say--"

"It is very likely that the little guy is competing?"

While eating oranges and looking at the scenery outside the window, Echizen Ryoma couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Then.

He ate the remaining oranges in one bite.

Echizen Ryoma said to the driver with a chuckle.

"Then let's go directly to the Kanto Tournament finals venue."

"I want to see it too."

After the voice fell.

The taxi driver was relieved immediately.

On one hand, he had to support his family, and on the other hand, he had to fulfill his daughter's birthday wish.

As an adult, it was actually quite difficult to make a decision.

The next moment.

The taxi turned around, stepped on the accelerator, and drove straight to the Green Forest Tennis Park.

Because this place is not too far from the destination.

Not long after.

The taxi brought Echizen Ryoma to the outside of the stadium.

"It can't be so..."

"Is it a coincidence?"

Echizen Ryoma, who had just got off the car, looked up at the stadium.

He was stunned at the moment.

Because he saw a series of flags supporting Kitagawa and other things swaying in the wind at the ticket gate.

However.

Since it was just text, there were no photos or anything.

This made Echizen Ryoma slightly relieved.

After all, the world is so big, and there are so many people with the same name.

He put away the waves in his heart and walked towards the stadium.

"Hello."

"Please show me your ticket."

"Of course, if you are willing to become a member of the Kitagawa fan club."

"If you wear this outfit, we can let you in."

The ticket inspector at the door looked eagerly at the inside of the stadium.

Then he showed a professional smile to Echizen Ryoma.

"Can I still buy a ticket?"

After a pause, Echizen Ryoma asked the other party very seriously.

However, the answer he got was quite unsatisfactory.

"..."

Finally.

After a few seconds of silence.

After hearing the sound of a series of crisp tennis balls hitting the stadium.

Echizen Ryoma gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and directly took the cheering clothes handed over by the staff.

Put it on in a few seconds.

Then he strode inside.

However.

When the darkness of the entrance passage was dispelled by the sun, Echizen Ryoma was able to see the players in the stadium.

"Stinky old man!!!"

He immediately realized why Echizen Nanjiro didn't say it clearly before.

He just wanted to trick him.

After grinding his teeth.

Echizen Ryoma walked directly to the railing and watched the game with a bad look on his face.

The next moment.

On the court.

"Kitagawa, let's have an appetizer first!"

Echizen Ryoma caught the bouncing tennis ball and then threw it into the air.

Then.

A different smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The racket in his hand was swung neatly.

Bang!

After a crisp collision sound.

A yellow-green light flashed by.

Before the audience could react.

The tennis ball had already passed the net and fell directly into the scoring area.

However.

This ball did not bounce directly like a regular serve.

On the contrary.

This ball not only did not bounce, but it quickly rolled towards the net.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's Zero serve!

"Do you want to avenge your inability to do anything?"

"Xiao Yueyue, you really have a grudge."

At this time.

Beichuan did not move again, and murmured with a chuckle.

Then he raised his racket arm and placed it horizontally at his side.

The wind and waves that were gradually calming down seemed to have gained vitality.

In an instant, they surged.

At the same time.

A strong breath also emanated from Beichuan's body, and then merged into the wind and waves.

In a trance.

A ten-foot area suddenly appeared.

Like the realm of gods and the realm of demons.

And at this moment.

As soon as the tennis ball that was originally destined to be towards the net landed.

It was as if it was driven by an invisible forceLike being pulled.

Approaching gradually, it then became a member of the wind and waves domain, and began to rotate around Kitagawa.

Half a circle later, in front of the racket.

"Domain--"

"Sunny Day Struggle!"

A flash of red light seemed to flash across his eyes.

He stepped forward with his left foot, and swung the racket in his hand.

Bang! ! !

The air waves that were originally rotating in the domain instantly enveloped the entire tennis ball with this swing.

And shot towards the opposite side with the tennis ball.

The clouds in the sky seemed to disperse at this moment.

Under the sunlight.

In a blink of an eye, it passed the net.

"Sure enough!"

"Can't I use normal people's thinking to analyze you~"

After seeing this scene.

Echizen Ryoma couldn't help but sigh.

His eyebrows were filled with regret.

After all, it was at the Free Country Youth Tennis Tournament.

Kitagawa's skill of scoring as soon as he landed was really maddening.

I was thinking of letting the other party experience it.

Who would have thought that I could show a domain that can show power without contact.

"But."

"There are more than one appetizer!"

After saying that.

Echizen Ryoma immediately displayed a basic one-legged step state and rushed towards the tennis ball quickly.

Faintly.

There was a different breath emanating from his body.

Like the orange-red color under the setting sun.

And like the blood scattered by thousands of troops.

If I have to describe it.

Then it is more like a crimson swordsman.

Swish...

As the dust and air waves flew.

Echizen Ryoma came to the path that the tennis ball must pass.

There were ripples in his eyes, and a touch of crimson filled them.

While he stopped and stared.

The racket in his hand was gathering momentum like a sword.

The breath around him was like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, boiling in an instant.

A sharp edge continued to burst out around.

Ding!

In an instant.

A long and clear sword chant sounded.

At this moment, the racket in Echizen Ryoma's hand flashed and swung out.

"Crimson!"

He whispered softly.

He turned around and walked towards the serving position.

At the same time.

Bang!

Whoosh!

Boom!!!

In a flash.

The tennis ball seemed to have turned into a sword beam of dozens of meters that went straight through the opposite court.

A gully gradually appeared in the dust.

"Not bad!"

"It can even cut off the micro-domain on the tennis ball."

"But——"

"It's not enough!"