"The Fourth Way of Binding: This Rope!"
Iwu threw the ball and slammed down the tennis racket with his right hand.
"Bang." The tennis ball flew towards Echizen.
"Oh? It doesn't look like anything special." Echizen raised the corner of his mouth and straightened the racket to catch it.
The next second, his body became stiff, and in his pupils, a dexterous long yellow rope extended from the tennis ball, tightly binding his body.
"How is it possible? Is this an illusion? My body can't move?!" Echizen Ryoma's pupils were shocked and he tried his best to break free.
But the body refused to obey and stagnated in place.
"Game, 4-3, Itake Fukaji is in the lead."
The score has been announced, but Echizen's body is still sluggish in place, maintaining the posture of swinging the racket.
"How could the ball turn into a yellow rope?"
In the past, Echizen never imagined that there would be such fantasy tennis.
But it actually happened to me.
"I think it's unbelievable. I felt the same way at the beginning." Yiwu's voice was calm, as if playing this incredible tennis ball was just a basic skill.
"The environment will greatly affect a person's growth."
"You must have never imagined that I would undergo a transformation in just twenty days."
There was a touch of pride in Iwu's voice.
He also has such capital pride.
After being trained by the devil, he can easily defeat himself twenty days ago.
"Iwu, good job!" Kamio shouted from the sidelines.
"Hey, this guy Iwu has really mastered this move completely." Akujin twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered.
Due to his previous fishing training, he is more sensitive to changes in the game.
When Iwu used this rope, his posture, posture, and even breathing were more stable than before.
"This guy's progress is not slow." Although he didn't want to admit it, Akutsu felt nervous in his heart.
"Akutsu, what are you doing?"
Under Kamio's puzzled gaze, he turned and left.
"This tennis court is for you, I'll go to the next one." The only response was a voice colder than the evening breeze.
"He is really a guy who refuses to admit defeat." Looking at Akutsu's leaving figure, Yiwu smiled lightly.
"Echizen, are there any people in Seigaku who are so unwilling to admit defeat?"
Kaoru Kaido's face subconsciously appeared in Echizen's mind.
Kaoru Kaido from Seigaku is definitely the hardest working person.
"Do they give you the sense of urgency that you will be caught up if you let your guard down?" Iwu asked again.
And Echizen's expression became more solemn.
Yes, but definitely not many.
From Echizen's expression, Iwu roughly guessed the answer and couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Echizen's talent is really good.
It's a pity.
"Bang bang bang."
Next, the direction of the game is not surprising.
After using this rope, Yiwu's offensive became even more fierce.
Even if Echizen gritted his teeth and persisted, he could not stop the score from expanding.
"Snapped."
"Game, 6-3, Itake Fukaji wins." When the last ball ejected out of the court, the game came to an end.
"I still lost." The exhausted Echizen lay on the cold ground, praying with his chest wide open, and covering his eyes with his right hand, as if to block the dusk and tears.
For him, today was a nightmare.
After his self-confidence was hit countless times, he was a little confused.
Crisp footsteps sounded.
"Echizen, you are actually very good, but the people you want to compare to..." Iwu stepped forward and did not finish his words, but Echizen understood what he meant.
Do you want to prevent yourself from competing with Toyama Kintaro, Akutsu and Kamishiro Ram?
Why?
Why am I not as good as them?
Echizen was very unwilling.
But the reality is that he is far inferior.
If he plays against Akutsu, it is unknown whether he can win a game.
"Is it all because of him that you have made such rapid progress?" Echizen suddenly asked.
"Yes."
After answering, Iwu saw a light flashing in Echizen's eyes.
"Goodbye, Echizen, I hope you will have transformed when we meet next time."
Iwu put away his racket and said calmly.
The victory in this game did not bring him any unnecessary positive emotions.
To him, it was just an ordinary sparring session.
Echizen Ryoma, Aogakus...
It's a pity.
Looking at Iwu's leaving figure, Echizen's eyes flickered.
.......
"Dad, what do you think of Seigaku?" After returning home, Echizen suddenly asked Echizen Nanjiro.
"Qingxue is the school that dad and I went to before. It's not bad."
The originally cynical Echizen Nanjiro was stunned for a moment and put down the pornographic magazine hidden in the newspaper.
He saw Echizen's rather solemn face, with a strange expression.
Echizen has been absent-minded these past few days, and now he even asked about Qingxue.
What happened?
Did the old woman quarrel with him?
Echizen could see Nanjiro's doubts from his frown. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "How much do you know about Seigaku?"
"Qingxue, you have potential." Echizen Nanjiro's lips moved, wanting to say some words of praise.
But the image of myself carrying a heavy load at that time came to mind.
Facing other junior high schools, Qingxue could not even enter the national competition.
Even if he could win 6-0, his teammates couldn't score a point at all.
He won the game, but Qingxue lost.
That feeling is painful.
So when Sumire Ryuzaki came to him and asked Echizen to join Seigaku, his first reaction was to refuse.
Nanjiro didn't relent until Sumire Ryuzaki promised her position as the main candidate.
"Dad, do you think Seigaku is too pedantic?" Echizen Ryoma walked to the bed, looked at the scenery outside the yard, and suddenly said.
'Pedantic? It seems like something happened. ' Nanjiro sighed softly.
He knew Echizen.
Although Echizen has only been with Seigaku for a short period of one month, he has a good relationship with the members and will never question Seigaku easily.
'Is it related to that man with mental skills? '
His mind moved, and he followed Echizen's words: "Young Academy really needs reform. The rule that first-year students cannot touch the racket is too backward."
"Yeah, I think so too. No one in the first grade can fight except me now." Echizen immediately followed Nanjiro's words.
Nanjiro immediately understood that Echizen had already had the idea of leaving Seigaku.
What he wanted to hear was some negative expressions about Qingxue.
Only in this way can you make a reasonable choice to leave without feeling too guilty.
"Then what are your plans?" Nanjiro asked.
To be precise, he did not agree with Echizen continuing to stay at Seigaku.
During his return to Japan, he also collected information from various countries.
Qingxue is not as good as the more famous national middle schools in terms of strength and potential.
The only thing worthy of praise is the reputation of "the junior high school where Echizen Nanjiro stayed".
What disappoints Nanjiro even more is that Sumire Ryuzaki has not changed at all in the past ten years.
This also led to the failure of Qingxue.
If Sumire Ryuzaki hadn't found him, persuaded him earnestly, and agreed to countless conditions, he would never have agreed to Echizen Ryoma joining Seigaku.
Now, Echizen took the initiative to leave, and he naturally supported it with both hands.
However, you must consider carefully when choosing a school.
Echizen's talent is good, but he needs a certain platform to realize it.
Therefore, he will go to the country that Echizen is fascinated by to investigate.
"Which school do you want to go to?" Nanjiro asked.
"Fudomine!" Echizen's tone was full of determination.
