[When Echizen Nanjiro was on fire, why didn't I go to the beautiful country to develop. 】

[Even if I was famous for 24 years before Etsuzen Nanjiro, I could still become the star coach of the beautiful country. 】

[Maybe you can enter the World Competition Committee, stand on a higher stage, and enjoy more honors. 】

[Instead of being in this small country of cherry blossoms, watching helplessly as the fame gradually fades away. 】

【I can not be reconciled. 】

[I must do something. 】

Boom-! !

"3-0."

"Chen Fan of the Ice Emperor will win this game."

While talking, Chen Fan competed with Echizen Ryoma.

At the same time, he also took care of the face of Sumire Ryuzaki who was sitting on the coach chair.

Sumire Ryuzaki at this moment.

After hearing what Chen Fan said.

His complexion changed suddenly, very ugly.

She didn't know what Chen Fan was doing with those words.

But these words, to her, were just a dull look on her face.

Worrying for her.

It was Echizen Ryoma who couldn't get a point from Chen Fan.

It made her unbelievable.

"How is it possible! Chen Fan obviously hasn't had a formal tennis match for a year." "He didn't even participate in the school training of Qingxue." "The strength should have fallen off a cliff."

"Why do you still suppress Ryoma, so that he can't get a single point?" "Not only that."

"Judging from his current state, he is even stronger than last year?" Ryuzaki Sumire began to feel nervous.

I am afraid that Echizen Ryoma will lose the game.

If so.

When she kicked Chen Fan out of the school team, it was like shooting herself in the foot.

the other side.

Chen Fan's opening story successfully attracted the attention of the surrounding audience.

Now the situation on the court has become a little indifferent.

Chen Fan's voice continued. [The sky pays off. 】

[I finally found a first-year genius who was as strong as a monster in the Qingxue Tennis Club. 】

[He became the first tennis player in Qingxue to be selected for the school team as a freshman. ] "Huh?" Hearing this.

Echizen Ryoma on the opposite side was stunned for a moment.

Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This guy, isn't it me?"

"I didn't expect him to think so highly of me."

"A first-year genius who is as strong as a monster."

"That's pretty good!"

Echizen Ryoma looked at Chen Fan with a hint of appreciation.

"This guy doesn't look so annoying!"

"Senior Inoue."

"Did he mean Ryoma?"

Zhi Shazhi held the pen, and when she wrote down this sentence, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I didn't expect our Ryoma, even his opponents, to think so highly of him."

"As expected of Long Mayer!"

"Do not."

Reporter Inoue shook his head.

"He's not talking about Ryoma."

"He's talking about himself."

"You forgot, I once told you what happened to him a year ago."

"Chen Fan is currently in the second grade of Qing Xue."

"Last year, he happened to be in the first grade."

Reporter Inoue explained.

"What! It turned out that he was talking about himself. How shameless, he actually said that he is a genius who is as strong as a monster."

Zhi Shazhi looked dissatisfied, looking at Chen Fan on the court, a little disgusted.

arrogant.

arrogant.

Narcissism.

a time.

She put three labels on Chen Fan.

"Actually, what he said was true."

"He is really too strong, he is both a monster and a genius." "Look at his feet."

Reporter Inoue said, stretched out his hand, and pointed to Chen Fan on the field.

A one-meter-sized circle appeared at Chen Fan's feet.

And he was standing in the middle of the field.

Not a step left. "Tezuka area??"

"This guy will too?!"

Zhi Sazhi's eyes widened, her face full of surprise.

"Tezuka District, Chen Fan already knew it when he was in the first grade."

"Also, this skill is not a skill at all for him."

"For him at that time, the tejia area was just the ability to control the ball's own rotation, accurately calculate the ball to his side, and prevent himself from picking up the ball." "It's just this skill that Tezuka used later in the national competition Come out." "At that time, everyone was shocked by the technology, so Tezuka Ward came into being." Reporter Inoue explained the origin of Tezuka Ward.

"It turns out that this guy has been in Tezuka Ward since he was in the first grade." "In that case, he is really strong like a monster." Shisaji said.

Quietly pricked up his ears.

Listen to Chen Fan's story.

[With that monster-like first grade joining. 】

[Our Qingxue Tennis Club has begun to re-enter the golden age]

[Tezuka Kunimitsu who possesses the [Limit of Trials]. 】

[Known as a genius, the best Zhou Zhu who has mastered the [Three Kinds of Returns]. 】

[And that monster first grader. 】

[Let us be invincible in the singles position. 】

[Doubles' Kikumaru and Oishi also blossomed frequently, and have the reputation of [Golden Doubles]. 】

[In the national competition, Qingxue finally entered the national semi-finals again. 】

[Once again, I feel that the age of Qingxue once belonged to come. 】

Hear this.

Echizen Ryoma finally realized.

It turned out that the monster-like freshman Chen Fan mentioned was not him.

Instead, Chen Fan was talking about himself.

a time.

Feelings of shame and shame welled up inside. "hateful!"

Echizen Ryoma swung his racket vigorously.

however.

The tennis ball hit by him flew towards the bottom line of Chen Fan's midfield again.

Only then did Echizen Ryoma notice.

Chen Fan started from just now.

He never left the baseline position even one step!

"This guy! To tell a story! He deliberately used Tezuka Ward to prolong the game!!" Echizen Ryoma looked terrified.

But there was nothing he could do.

Every return, there is no way to break the spin of the Tezuka area.

"Simply... even stronger than President Tezuka's 【Tezuka Ward】." "The rotation force and strength are also greater than President Teya's!" Echizen Ryoma gritted his teeth.

Now he is like a donkey being led, forced to carry out this game.

at the same time.

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