Tennis: Buy Seigaku For One Dollar, Fire Coach

Rest for 3 minutes.

But everyone has already seen it.

this game.

Fuji is already a winner!

Rest for 3 minutes.

The audience whispered about the match just now.

Fuji and Yukimura, on the other hand, entered the coaching chairs of their respective teams and sat down to rest.

Lin Bei, who had his legs crossed, put his arm around Fuji's shoulders and said with a smile: "Be careful, Yukimura will not sit still and wait for death. After all, he is not Sanada's dead-head."

"Um.

Fuji nodded slightly, opened his eyes, and had this stern look on his face: "I will never lose to him!"

And he tightened his grip on the racquet in his hand.

He knows it very well.

What follows will be a tough battle.

Even if he pinned Yukimura at the end.

He doesn't have more than 50% chance of winning.

the other side.

Rikkai is on the coaching bench.

Yukimura put a towel over his head.

I can't see his face clearly, and I don't know his expression.

Marui Bunta and others had anxious looks on their faces.

They really want to make suggestions, but they don't know what to suggest.

Because Yukimura is the player with the strongest strength and the highest golf intelligence in their team.

Even Liu and Yukimura can think of the suggestions they can think of.

Sanada suddenly said: "Yukimura, you...won't lose to him, right?"

"Um."

Yukimura, who was covering himself with a towel, replied instantly: "I won't lose."

One is serious and the other is plain.

"As long as you understand."

Sanada breathed a sigh of relief.

he knows.

Yukimura realized his problem.

"this..."

Wentai and others were confused.

Only Yanagi and Nioh breathed a sigh of relief.

Sanada and Yukimura have been childhood sweethearts since childhood.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t understand the conversation between them, but it’s fine if the two of them understand it!

The two of them will definitely not chat at this time. This incomprehensible conversation can definitely improve Yukimura's chances of winning.

Yukimura picked up the towel and walked into the court with a normal expression.

But it’s different from the seriousness in the game.

This time, he was calm and calm.

"I was not calm enough in this game."

"Thunder...not my style."

Because of the use of thunder, and because thunder was too easy to use, his style gradually turned into Sanada's super-attacking tennis style.

And this style will affect Yukimura's calmness.

So much so that in the game before the tiebreak, while he was helpless, he still wanted to rely on Lei.

"My style, round hole persuasion."

Yukimura's eyes fell on Fuji, who walked into the court opposite and turned around, with a glint in his eyes.

"And the others can only be assistants."

This... was his main plan to kill Fuji in tiebreak!

There seemed to be a very sharp purple sword appearing above his head.

"Son of God, Seiichi Yukimura."

Fuji thought of the Kanagawa area, Rikkai Ouchi, gave Yukimura the title, and tightened his grip on the racquet in his hand. 5.9

On his head, the light blue sword that seemed to have always been there was even more sharp.

This is momentum. It is not a real existence. It can also be understood as a momentum. It is a product that everyone automatically made up based on the momentum of the two people.

In animation, it is a special effect of momentum. Others cannot see or touch it, but they can feel it.

Everyone's eyes became extremely solemn.

A big war... is coming!.