"What's wrong, Okuda!"

Okudano's teammate Yuki Koizumi immediately picked up Okudano's racket with concern and approached, just now he heard Okudano's heartfelt wail.

"Didn't... Nothing!"

Okudano smiled reluctantly, the impact of the tennis ball passing to the racket just now was amazing.

By rotating the wrist to strangle the effect, the unprepared Okudano could only subconsciously give up the racket in his hand.

For him, how to unload the force and unload the spin on the tennis ball is a very advanced science.

So deep that he can't get involved in it yet.

Bang!

Bang!"

The game was scored by Yuta Fuji and Shinji Take, and the score was 1:0. "

......

This first game did not go as Okudano wished, whether it was Yuta's ferocious half-volley or Fukaji's high-speed chipping ball, it was impossible for Okudano to parry.

The gap between the regional level and the Kanto level is so large.

This is a gap in hard power that cannot be erased with perseverance and persistence.

Although Okudano and Yuki Koizumi have not given up, their persistence will not bear fruit.

Yuta and Fukaji also encountered such persistent opponents for this regional qualifier, and they saw the desire in their opponents' eyes.

Is it a desire to win?!

Perhaps it was the easy grab of victory after victory before, which made Yuta and Fukaji a little lost.

But fortunately, now, the gazes of Okudano and Yuki Koizumi made Yuta and Fukaji feel the preciousness of victory for the first time.

In return, Yuta and Fukaji will end this match with all their strength.

Bang! Bang!

Half an hour later.

"The match was over, Yuta Fuji and Fukaji Itake won the match, and the score was 6:0. Although

they are a freshly formed doubles partner, there is a belief in self-sacrifice between Yuta and Fukaji, and they each make concessions on the issue of ball.

Plus I already knew doubles, and I used to play doubles.

They naturally won't be as stubborn as Ryoma and Momojo in the original book.

The singles that followed were naturally the ace army of Yamabuki Middle School, Kentaro Minami and Masami Dongfeng.

After the baptism of last year's national competition, the two of them have become mature and powerful.

Now they have taken over the baton from Hirota and Kono and have become the new doubles trump card of Yamabuki Middle School.

Fifteen minutes later.

With Kentaro Minami's volley in front of the court, this doubles also came to an end.

"At the end of the match, Kentaro Minami of Yamabuki Middle School and Masami Touhou won the match, and the score was 6:0. "

The gap is overwhelming.

"Kamio, go, go and win our championship!" Kimuraji

pointed his finger in the direction of the gate of the stadium, and his words were like a shot in the arm, causing Kamio's blood to start flowing faster.

Belong...

Such words are undoubtedly extremely lethal for a young second-year teenager.

"Yes!"

Kamio straightened his chest and stepped onto the battlefield without hesitation like a warrior.

"It's nice to be young!"

said Kimuraji with some emotion, looking at Kamio Akira's distant back.

"Cut, what a stupid guy!" Yakuzu

pouted disdainfully.

In his opinion, Kamio Akira was simply too good to deceive, and he was so easily encouraged by Kimuraji.

Simply stupid.

But he didn't want to think about how he wasn't.

......

"Positive or negative?" Kamio

Akira's long slanted bangs covered his left eye, which made his right eye look exceptionally sharp.

Now he can't wait to start this game.

"The opposite. Ichiro

Yoshizawa at the third singles of a five-year middle school didn't understand why this kid in front of him was so excited.

"Shouldn't this kid think he's won!"

said Ichiro Yoshizawa in his heart after looking at Akira Kamio's slightly excited gaze.

Although he wanted to fight, Ichiro Yoshizawa was somewhat aware of his strength.

This time, their five middle schools can reach the finals, which can be regarded as burning high incense and signing luck.

Among the schools that Yamabuki Middle School had solved before this, there were stronger than their five junior high schools.

Kamio held his racket to the ground, gently spun it and let go of his hand.

The racket fell in response after a few spins, and Kamio and Yoshizawa looked at the letters at the end of the racket grip in unison.

"Oops!" Yoshizawa

darkened his face and was preempted by the other party.

"The match begins, a tiebreaker, Yamabuki Middle School Kamio Akira's serve. "

......

Kamio is gently tapping the tennis ball in his hand at his feet, he is looking for his best rhythm.

Suddenly, Kamio grabbed the bouncing tennis ball and raised his arm to his chest.

Kamio's wrist picked, and he threw the tennis ball straight out like this.

The half-throw action made the climb of this ball extremely limited, and Kamio swung the racket in his hand with lightning speed.

Ichiro Yoshizawa still had the image in his mind on Kamio's unusual ball throw, and a crisp sound was already ringing in the receiving area in front of him.

"Game, Yamabuki Junior High School Kamio Akira, 15:0.

And the referee's voice made him understand that he was not hallucinating just now.

"Shhh!" "

What is this serve?"

The

audience was silent for a while and then instantly boiled, and most of them only felt the movement of Kamio shake.

The tennis ball is already in the opposite receiving area.

"Oh, Kamio, would he still serve like this?"

Chiseki whistled, also a little surprised.

A half-throw high-speed serve like this is not simple, and the requirements for the player's ball control are very high.

"The potential of Kamio is huge. Although his temperament is a little impatient, the belief in victory in his heart cannot be underestimated.

Kimuraji smiled and nodded, his opinion of Kamio was still very high.

"Huh... Huh...,"

Kan Tan, who was in the coach's dugout on the sidelines, also smiled and looked at Kamio Akira with great power, he was more and more satisfied with the three first-year years that Kimuraji brought back.

Whether it is potential, strength or acquired effort, it is the best choice.

Kan Fuda also believes that Yamabuki will become stronger and stronger with the efforts of Kimuraji and others.

Bang!

"The game was scored by Akira Kamio of Yamabuki Middle School, and the score was 1:0. "

With a high-speed half-throw serve, Kamio won the first set easily.

Ichiro Yoshizawa looked gloomy, he didn't want to be defeated by the other party without any resistance.

At the very least, you have to struggle.

A crisp sound sounded in Yoshizawa on the court, and a golden streamer flew towards the serve area in front of Kamio.

"Your pace isn't fast enough!"

Kamio's gaze froze, and the racket in his hand swung hard against the bouncing tennis ball.

The tennis ball quickly crossed the net and then flew towards the bottom line.

Ichiro Yoshizawa moved sideways and pulled up a topspin curve with a backhand.

"What!"

Yoshizawa who looked up sank, and Kamio Akira didn't know when he had already been in front of the net.

"Keep up with me, rhythm!" Kamio

Akira looked excited and pumped into the bottom corner, and the volley in front of the net went straight into the farthest bottom corner of Ichiro Yoshizawa.

"Game, Yamabuki Junior High School Kamio Akira, 15:0. "

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