"Abandon the rule that first graders can only pick up the ball, so that the first graders have the opportunity to overturn the second and third graders, and they will practice harder. The second and third graders must train hard because they are worried about being surpassed, thus forming a virtuous circle. Is this why Jindai said that the progress in Qingxue is too slow?" Echizen thought with a frown.
"Echizen, don't forget, you are also a first-year student." Momoshiro glanced at Echizen worriedly, and said with a feeling.
"Yes, no, that's not right." Echizen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm just a special case, and other first-year students still don't have the chance. Because of this rule, most first-year students will avoid it when choosing junior high schools. Seigaku, resulting in Seigaku having no fresh blood." Echizen thought of Seigaku's first-year tennis students.
Except for myself, basically no one knows how to play tennis.
Maybe Horio is the most powerful among them.
"When the first-year students finally reach the second grade and start playing, the second-year students from other junior high schools may already have rich competition experience. From the starting point, the youth academy is much worse, and the atmosphere in the team is not as intense as other junior high schools. .”
"If this continues, the masters in Qingxue will gradually wither. When the people around you are very weak, your own strength will also bottleneck and it will be difficult to break through."
"Environment is extremely important for a tennis player."
"Maybe that's what he said."
"My growth rate in Qingxue is too slow."
Echizen's eyes were blazing and he quietly clenched his fists.
.......
"Kintaro, try your best and let me see the results of your special training directly." Kamishiro Ami grabbed the string of the racket and said.
"I understand." Kintaro nodded vigorously, with excitement on his face.
From the simple fight just now, he could feel the pressure coming from God's Blue.
No matter how you hit the ball, the next second the tennis ball will fly to the position where you need to expend the most energy to hit back.
No matter what spin or force, his tennis ball is like being swallowed by a black hole, unable to make any waves.
Shiraishi must have been so powerless back then.
Kintaro Toyama recalled Shiraishi’s comment about Kamishiro Ami: “It’s painful to play with him.”
"Painful, how can playing tennis be painful?" Kintaro grinned and suddenly threw the tennis ball: "I am so excited that I can meet such a master!"
Everyone's eyes were stunned because the ball was thrown too high. What made them even more unbelievable was that Kintaro, who was not even 160cm tall, jumped up and performed five or six consecutive moves in the air. 360 degree flip.
What kind of amazing jumping power is this?
Is this really something a human can do?
But Kintaro did it.
The explosive power hidden in his body cannot be ignored.
"The unfinished super million-ton fantasy luxury volcanic eruption ball!" After shouting the name of the middle school player, the racket in his hand followed the inertia brought by the rolling and slammed it down with the weight of his body.
"Bang." The tennis ball exploded from at least three meters in the sky towards Jindailan's half court.
No one present had ever seen such a strange, yet explosive serve.
"What a speed!"
"Why is this kid so strong?!"
"Isn't he even 1.6 meters tall? How could he jump so high?"
"Is this human physical fitness?"
...
"What a terrifying sense of oppression! The ball hit by this first-year student from Shitenhoji Temple is stronger than Kawamura-senpai's!"
"I didn't expect that Tiantianbao Temple would have such a trump card!"
"Senior, have they arrived yet?" Taocheng frowned and thought to himself.
........
"Is that Kamidai Ai? His opponent is the first grader from Shitenhoji Temple." At this time, the main candidate of the youth academy appeared beside the street tennis court.
The genius of Seigaku who is always smiling but unable to see through his strength, Fuji Shusuke.
"Fudomine Ibufuka and Kamishiro Ami, who have been hiding their training all this time, what are Fudomine doing?" Seigaku think tank worked with the training planner. He noticed Ibufumi sitting in the audience at first sight. The god of division and competition is blue.
"Momojo said that the short man is a first-year student at Shitenhoji Temple. It seems that he can collect good data."
"Secretary of Fudomine, shush~~~" Viper Kaido Kaoru came to the two of them with a dark face, staring at the game on the field with burning eyes.
"Come on, come on! Which one is the chief of Fudamine? Which one?!" Such a cheerful voice was naturally that of Qing Xue's Pistachio Juwan.
"Momojo and the little one are acting as referees! Hey, is this Fudomine chief really that powerful? Momojo actually brought us all here! Also, did the little one below really defeat the little one?" Mr. Kikumaru There are countless questions.
"To be precise, the first grader from Shitenhoji defeated Echizen with a score of 6:1." Qian adjusted his glasses: "From the data point of view, his strength has reached the Kanto level."
"No way. The little one was surpassed by the first grade?" Kikumaru asked.
Echizen Ryoma is the most powerful first year he has ever seen.
Obviously, Kintaro's existence exceeds his awareness.
"Tezuka and the others should be arriving soon. This game is worth watching for all of us." Qian's tone was a little solemn.
At this moment, they all saw Kintaro's impressive serve.
His expression gradually became serious, and the smile on his face disappeared.
.......
Under this fierce serve, many people in the stands screamed in surprise.
New people are constantly joining it.
Echizen Ryoma had completely let go of his inner pride at this moment.
I thought I was the strongest first grader.
After joining Qingxue, he was recognized by all the seniors.
But now it seems that my vision is too narrow.
"It's an interesting serve. The power is enough, but the rotation and ball control are far from enough. Xiao Jin, you still need to strengthen basic training."
Facing the menacing ball, Jindailan looked calm, just took a slight step forward and swung the ball with his backhand.
The scene where others expected to fight back with all their strength did not appear.
"Bang." The tennis ball was hit back lightly.
"How is that possible?" Echizen Ryoma couldn't help but widen his eyes.
He knew very well how terrifying Toyama Kintaro's strength was. Ordinary hitting was already extremely powerful, let alone this kind of serve with body weight.
"Ahhhh! It's so amazing. You are worthy of the age of the gods. You can even catch my super million-ton fantasy luxury volcanic eruption ball." The trick didn't work, and Kintaro Toyama became even more excited.
He rushed straight towards the returning tennis ball, held the racket with one hand, and swiped away hard.
"The power, control and spin were just terrible this time."
"Even if you are a talented player, you still need to develop good skills."
"You can try pressing the tennis racket down about 10 degrees to make the return of the ball more pressing." After the sparring, Jindai Lan started exclusive teaching.
"boom!"
"Wow! This return of the ball is so awesome!"
"Try adjusting the position of the return ball to two-thirds of the way through the racket to create more spin."
"Wow!! This time the ball has such a big arc! But my strength seems to be stronger."
"30-0."
"Remember these feelings, don't be afraid of making mistakes, and find the best angle and strength from adjustment after adjustment. The more strength you have, the heavier the tennis ball will be."
