Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

boom!

On the court, Mushou was like a secret attacking, omnipotent killer, forcing Omiya to retreat.

"game! Higa Nakagi, 5-0!"

"Supervisor, is there nothing I can do?"

In the team of Langchuan Middle School, everyone had a look of sadness on their faces. They finally got here, but they missed a move and lost to Higazhong. How could they be reconciled?

"No."

Shiraishi shook his head, this is not a tactic, or a situation that can be changed by a small skill.Mushou's strength is far from comparable to that of Omiya. From Shiraishi's eyes, it is not difficult to see that the current Mushou has initially possessed national-level strength.

Speed ​​and skill are all top-notch.

"Ugh……"

Hearing this, everyone sighed softly.

Nagasaki Kazuya shook his head and said, "We can get here, it's not easy to win two games in Higa. Shiraishi has supervised him and has already done what he can do."

Hearing this, someone lowered their heads.

That's right, they seem to be asking too much of this supervisor.The other party came to help the Nagasaki brothers for their own sake, and he had said in advance that there was no guarantee that they could win.

In this case, they still have to demand and criticize him, and it is difficult for them to be strong. Then they are going too far.

"Supervision."

Hachinohe didn't care. In his heart, Shiraishi's status was no worse than that of Langchuan Middle School.Looking at the majestic wooden hand, he whispered: "If you go, can you win?"

"can!"

Shiraishi said succinctly, and at the same time, his eyes swept away the wooden hand with hot sweat on his forehead due to the long attack.He could feel the hostility towards him.

Do not!

To be precise, it is war intent.

A similar feeling, he had felt in Chitose, in Sanada, and later in Yukimura.

"If you want to compete, you can only wait for the national competition."

In his heart, he also had the idea of ​​fighting Mushou.But unfortunately, Okinawa belongs to the Kyushu region. When the national league starts next year, they can only meet in the national competition.

boom!

At this time, Mu Shou seized the opportunity and dunked the tennis ball mercilessly.The tennis ball like a cannonball smashed into the ground, and the dust engulfed Omiya.

"The game is over, Higa Nakagi won, the score is 6-0!"

"This is the end of the Okinawa Regional Competition. Higa Middle School won the championship with three wins and two losses, and Naikawa Middle School won the runner-up."

The game is over.

However, on the faces of everyone in Higa, there was no excitement about winning.After all, they were aiming for the whole country, and they almost fell into the hands of a second-class team in the regional competition. For them, the championship was just the last fig leaf.

Lang Chuan, who won the runner-up, did not reduce the morale of the entire team, but showed signs of improvement.

"Whoosh..."

Omiya, covered in sweat, came to Shiraishi, bowed slightly, and said, "Thank you for taking care of Langchuan."

Although he lost the game, Shiraishi's transformation of Langchuan Middle School is obvious to all.Omiya has already decided to write Shiraishi's training method into the rules of the tennis club in the future.

He has no hope for this session, but he believes that after countless years, someone will definitely lead Lang Chuan out of Okinawa and onto the national stage.

Shiraishi nodded lightly, this special training was just an experiment for him.Essentially, it is the same as the content of the school trip.In fact, he also got a lot of useful things.

competition is over.

The audience exited in an orderly manner. At the height of the stand, Wright, wearing a peaked cap, asked softly, "Alden, what should I do? Do you want to shoot?"

"Do not."

Black-haired and blue-eyed Smith shook his head. He glanced at the tourists with different skin tones, and said in a low voice, "There are probably quite a few tennis scouts among these people. If we do it here, we will be published in the New York Tennis Newspaper tomorrow. page."

"Too."

Wright said, no matter how big your wrist or what level of star you are, those reporters can do anything as long as they can attract attention.

But looking at the people in Langchuan who were about to leave the stage, he said anxiously: "If they leave later..."

"It's ok."

Smith smiled indifferently and said, "I have written down the location of their school, and we can't alert that person first."

With that said, his eyes fell on Shiraishi's side, the Nagasaki brothers. "Start with them first!"

"good idea."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but the Nagasaki brothers in the distance suddenly felt a chill behind them, and the younger brother Kazuya frowned, "Why do I feel that it's suddenly a little cold right now."

"Uh, is your kid suffering from heat stroke?"

Hachinohe looked at him speechlessly, and Kazuya twitched the corner of his mouth next to him, and said, "I also think that the air-conditioning system of the stadium is turned on."

"No."