"Oh my god, is this the director of Fudomine? So gentle and handsome." Shiba Saori's eyes shone, she covered her mouth with one hand, and she froze on the spot. She came to her senses only after Inoue Mamoru's reminder. , shake hands with Kamidaoran and say hello.
He is indeed one of the best nympho characters in the original work.
Kamishiro Ai signaled the game to continue, and then briefly chatted with Inoue Mamoru.
Tennis reporters are welcome at every school, and the news they write can help increase the school's popularity.
For Fudo Peak at this stage, this is crucial.
You must know that Fudomine's popularity has slumped to the point where even the students at his own school don't support the tennis club.
"Kamidai-san, in fact, with your background in the Jindai Group, you can join an academy with a better chance of winning the championship. Why did you choose Fudomine in the end?" Inoue Mamoru asked the doubt in his heart.
There are too many academies to choose from in the Kanto region, and coupled with the relationship between the Jindai Group and the Atobe family, it makes more sense to choose Hyotei.
"Because Tachibana and I have an agreement." Kamishiro Ami smiled and replied: "Besides, it is very interesting to lead an unpopular junior high school to win the championship."
This is the reason!
Inoue Mamoru was surprised by Kamishiro Ami's confidence.
He has interviewed countless tennis department ministers in the past, but he has never heard a reason similar to that of Jindailan.
He did not join the strong and compete for the championship with them, but tended to lead the weak to win the championship. This is how confident he is.
However, it's a bit... arrogant.
Arrogant.
This was the first word that came to Inoue Mamoru's mind.
However, Kamidaoran's confidence reminded him of someone.
Tennis legend Echizen Nanjiro who was undefeated decades ago.
But to win a national championship, confidence alone is not enough.
Does Fudo Peak have any trump cards?
Seeing Inoue Mamoru's doubts, Kamishiro Ami didn't explain.
To be precise, Inoue Mamoru will understand after watching the game.
At this time, the game on Court No. 1 is about to end.
Under Kamio Akira's fast break, the score reached 4-1, with Kamio Akira taking the lead.
But those who were interested discovered that Akira Kamio's pace was no longer as fast as before, and his body was also covered with sweat.
On the other hand, Ibu Fukaji was sweating profusely, but his pace was still steady, and the energy consumed by each counterattack was much lower than that of Akira Kamio.
"Instant paralysis!" After a backspin ball returned, the ball flew towards Kamio Akira at a relatively slow speed.
"Opportunity!" Kamio Akira immediately came to the landing point and raised the racket.
The next moment, Akira Kamio's body froze in place, allowing the tennis ball to be ejected out of the court.
"Game, 4-2."
"Hey, is it that skill again? It doesn't matter, I will speed up the rhythm." Akira Kamio rubbed his wrist unhappily, but his expression was very serious.
"Hey, how come Akira Kamio can't even hit the ball back?" Shiba Saori asked doubtfully.
Inoue Mamoru frowned.
Even though he had been a tennis fan for decades, he couldn't even think of a reason.
"Is it some kind of football skill?" He looked at Jindailan, hoping for an explanation.
"This is Itake Fukaji's instant paralysis. Through the continuous hitting of topspin and chip shots, the opponent's muscles atrophy and paralysis occurs."
"This is a very interesting skill, but it's not mature yet." Mamoru Inoue noticed that although Akira Kamio was at a disadvantage, he was still able to score. Fukaji Ibu often needed at least twenty balls to cause an instant paralysis.
"Yes, control is the style that suits him best, but right now he doesn't realize at all that this game is about to end." Kamidaoran chuckled and nodded.
After the use of instant paralysis, Itake Fukaji began to pursue the trend.
Although Akira Kamio had the previous four points as the basis for his advantage, anyone could see that Ibu Fukaji, who had more physical strength, had the upper hand.
The balance of victory also began to tilt towards Itake Shinji.
"Game, 4-3."
"Game, 4-4."
"Game, 5-4, Kamio Akira leads."
"Game, 5-5."
In the end, the game went to a tiebreaker, and Fukaji Itake won 14:12.
Akira Kamio's physical strength has long been exhausted, and he relies on his will to support himself.
At the end of the game, Jindailan had a preliminary understanding of the two of them.
"Tachibana Yoshihei vs. Jindai Ai." As the referee announced, Jindai Ai took out his iconic cross racket and walked towards the court.
"It's begun, the battle between Fudomine and the former minister, Saori..." Inoue Mamoru looked serious.
"I know, senior, I will take a lot of photos." Shiba Saori raised the camera in her hand, showing a look of nymphomaniac: "With such a handsome appearance and such a gentle personality, his playing style must also be very good. gentle."
"The game begins." The referee announced.
"In the competition between the minister and the deputy minister, I don't know who will win." Kamio Akira and Itake Fukaji, who were completely exhausted, helped each other sit on the chairs and stared at the field.
"It's the minister's game! Sorry! The ball is moving!" Tetsu Ishida, a little fan, roared, winning the game directly and quickly came to the stands.
.......
In the field.
"Kamidai, please don't show mercy." Tachibana Jippei took a deep breath and looked at Jindai Lan with serious eyes.
He knows very well that now he needs to fall into a complete desperate situation, so that he can find his former self and even become stronger.
"For the national competition!" Tachibana Jippei tightened his grip on the racket in his hand.
"Really? I hope you won't collapse, little orange." Jindai Lan's posture was relaxed and his eyes were slightly narrowed.
Such a title and tone made Tachibana Jiping a little nervous.
In my impression, this kind of Godly Blue is very dangerous.
"Bang bang." Tachibana Jippei slapped the tennis ball hard, staring at Jindai Ami.
Adjust your breathing slightly and suppress distracting thoughts.
This game is very important to me.
Along with the sound of tennis balls being slapped, the sound of the scene also fell silent.
"Huhu." Under the breeze, Jindai Lan's body moved with a wonderful rhythm.
No weaknesses!
There are no flaws at all!
Even standing there can bring a great sense of oppression!
Tachibana Jiping's eyes became more solemn.
Knowing that he could not find any opening on the other side, Tachibana Yoshihei did not intend to drag the ball any longer. He directly threw the ball up, stretched his body, raised the racket high, and slammed it down hard.
"boom."
With a crisp sound, the tennis ball headed towards Jindailan's court at an extremely fast speed.
"The speed of this ball is not much worse than that of Hyokui's chief!" In the audience, Kamio Akira and others exchanged glances.
"Even if the rudiments of his skills and the Breath of the Beast are sealed, his strength is almost catching up with Atobe." A hint of appreciation flashed in Jindai's blue eyes, and Tachibana Yoshihei's guidance from a few years ago was not in vain.
Breath of the Beast can also be called wild.
After a long period of evolution, human beings have lost their wild nature.
Tennis players who awaken their wild nature are very rare. They rely on their instinct for danger to play and are often able to unleash 100% of their body's potential.
From the perspective of Shendailan, wildness is completely worth developing.
"As a reward for you, I will let you see hell."
"Drinking from all over the world, all the phenomena in the world are covered and cut, and the mirror is beautiful."
