Kick me out of Qingxue, go to Bingdi to become a tennis mercenary

Echizen Ryoma was stunned.

"Don't think you're the only one who can play tennis balls that fly toward the door."

"You're nothing more than a first-year kid."

Accompanied by Ibu Shinji's words.

Another sidespin serve flew out.

Seeing this, Echizen Ryoma thought for a while, and smiled confidently.

He imitated the technique of Ibu Shinji just now, facing the flying tennis ball from bottom to top.

boom--! !

as predicted.

The tennis ball was successfully received.

But because the strength and angle were irrelevant, the tennis ball flew straight into the sky.

"The outside world!"

"30-0!"

The referee's voice sounded again.

"No! Come again!"

boom--! !

"The outside world!!"

"40-0!"

……

"Come again!"

boom--! !

"The outside world!"

"2-0! Ibu Shenji!"

……

This time, Echizen Ryoma was completely taken aback.

He has always been a super fast learner, and he has tasted the frustration of other than his father.

"It's pathetic..."

Ibu Fukasa shook his head.

Now he has complete control over this singles two match in his heart.

There is no suspense.

10 minutes into the game.

He had cracked Oh Echizen Ryoma's trick outspin serve and scored two points with an eye for an eye with a sidespin serve.

10 minutes into the game.

According to the information on [Echizen Ryoma's Raiders], he cleverly used his secret technique "temporary paralysis" to block Echizen Ryoma's basic broken steps on one foot.

The game starts three 10 minutes.

With all the Fudo Peak players looking forward, he hit a side spin serve for the last time.

With another foul ball by Echizen Ryoma, it flew high.

"competition is over!!"

"6-0! Ibu Shenji!"

"Congratulations to Fudo Peak Academy, defeated Youth Academy with a total score of 3-1, and won the first place in the division preliminaries!"

The referee's voice was unusually high-pitched.

It reverberated throughout the preliminaries of the division.

"What?!! Qingxue lost!?"

"No way? Qingxue is a seeded team, last year's National Final Four!"

"Don't you know yet? Qingxue's single player has his head shaved!"

"Qingxue Singles [-] has his head shaved? Is it true? Who is Singles [-]! No Er Zhou Zhu?"

"It is said that he is a first-year kid who is highly valued by their coach!"

"A first-year brat, no wonder he lost. The coach is so blind that he actually handed over the most important singles game to a first-year brat. He's really a deep well. I'm so confused!"

Suddenly there were many voices of discussion on the court.

After hearing that coach Qinggaku still handed over the important position of the singles second to the first-year kid in the key round of 2-1 and the score fell behind, everyone began to point fingers at Ryuzaki Sumire and Echizen Ryoma.

of course.

There was another group of people, after watching the entire singles two match, their faces were full of shock, and then they showed ecstasy.

"The post on that tennis forum turned out to be true!!"

"It's too awesome, it's just right!!"

"I wonder if the script written by Echizen Ryoma is based on acting to earn pocket money!"

"Looking at it now, 1000 cherry blossom coins for this post is really not expensive!!"

"Don't think so much! Go buy it!!"

"Yes, yes, yes!! Otherwise, the post will be deleted at that time, but it will be a big loss!!"

"Finally, I have mastered a Qingxue's weakness!"

soon.

in the next few minutes.

Chen Fan's mobile phone kept ringing text messages saying that the money had arrived.

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……

on the field.

Qingxue and his group were full of loneliness.

Oishi was even more angry, his face was ashen, watching Sumire Ryuzaki's anger was not going anywhere.

Kikumaru: "The little one actually lost..."

Horio: "Our Seigaku lost to an unseeded team. It's really annoying! This guy Echizen is too underestimating the enemy! He even asked President Tezuka to warm up in 10 minutes, let's see what the hell is going on! Losing the game within an hour, President Tezuka doesn't have to play at all!"

The atmosphere in Qingxue was extremely oppressive.

Horio's words were like a thorn in the ears of the others.

Youth school.

National top four teams.

He even lost to an unseeded team in a division preliminaries.

When the news spread, I believe that it won't be long before Qingxue will be nailed to the pillar of shame and become a joke.

"enough!"

Ryuzaki Sumire let out angrily.

She glanced at Echizen Ryoma with an ugly expression on her face.

She never expected that the debut stage she had prepared for Echizen Ryoma would end like this.

Originally, I thought about the shocking battle between Echizen Ryoma and being reported by Tennis Weekly as the title of the strongest first-year freshman in Qinggaku, so as to expand the popularity of Qinggaku Tennis Club.

Now it is impossible to steal chickens and lose rice.

If there is no accident tomorrow, Tennis Zhou Gan and all major forums, Qingxue will be on the headlines.

She is bound to have a meal of criticism and scolding from the principal.

At this moment.

Gan Zhenzhi suddenly spoke.

"No wonder... No wonder Echizen's match was so tightly controlled."

Gan.8;";3.?,2:[-] Sadaharu's words immediately caught the attention of other people in Qingxue.

Echizen Ryoma also had a strong curiosity.

"Look."

Gan Zhenzhi said and turned on the screen of his mobile phone.

"On the tennis forum, someone analyzed Echizen's skills and weaknesses. The information is very accurate, and one copy only costs 1000 Sakura coins."

on the phone.

[Analysis of Echizen Ryoma's skills for first-year newcomers to Seigaku! 】The title is particularly eye-catching.

Everyone took the phone and opened it.

All of them looked serious.

Fuji Shusuke: "This post, the analysis is too in place, and it completely writes out Echizen's hole cards."

Takashi Kawamura: "As long as you read this post, no matter who can effectively counter Echizen."

Kikumaru: "No wonder the little one loses..."