Within the immovable peak.
The victory in the regional competition did not bring any pride or dissatisfaction to the main players.
Under the influence of Shendai Lan, everyone has higher requirements for themselves.
The level of the regional competition is still too low.
What kind of skill does it mean to be called the king on Monkey Mountain?
Now, the entire team's focus has shifted to the metropolitan conference.
The regional competition in early May has just ended, and there will be more intensive metropolitan conference competitions in early June.
The schedule of the Metropolitan Conference is relatively intensive. There are a total of 108 teams divided into four groups. Each group has a top four team. It is still a best-of-five elimination system.
To win the championship, you need to play at least five rounds, which means at least one game a week.
The top four will directly get the quota for the Kanto Competition, and the last quota will be determined in the resurrection competition.
In this metropolitan tournament, the stronger opponents include Yamabuki, Hyotei, Seigaku, Jocheni Shonan, etc.
Fudo Peak must not slack off during this period.
There is less than a month of training left, which is also the best time for Fudoho to quickly improve himself.
In Fudomine's office.
"Kid, what do you mean? Deceive me here and become a hands-off shopkeeper yourself?" Nanjiro Echizen looked like he was on vacation, sitting lazily on the sofa, crossing his legs, and asked while drinking juice.
"It's all too much trouble for Mr. Nanjiro, you just need to visit them occasionally." Kamishiro Ai pointed at a newspaper.
"Fudo Peak crushes Qingxue, and the pattern of Kanto may change." 》
"There are a lot of touting voices outside, and everyone is looking forward to watching Fudomine fall. I am also worried that they will become complacent because of their victory, so I will trouble Mr. Nanjiro a lot."
"Hey." Nanjiro rolled his eyes.
"How is my little devil's recent growth?"
The main reason why Nanjiro chose to become Fudomine's coaching consultant was because of Ryoma.
Ryoma was his son after all.
In the past, Echizen Ryuya showed extremely terrifying tennis talent. In order to protect the safety of Ryoma Tennis, he separated the two.
When it comes to talent, Long Ya's talent is no worse than Long Ma's, or even exceeds it.
If he wanted to completely cultivate a master, he would definitely just need to focus on Long Ya.
But after all, he is not a god, he is a mortal, and he also has seven emotions and six desires, and he will still be more or less biased towards his own flesh and blood.
"Echizen Ryoma's progress is obvious. Although he didn't take action in this regional competition, it has further aroused his desire to win. Anyway, now that you are the consultant coach of Fudomine, it is natural for you to give Ryoma encouragement and guidance. Only in this way can we ensure that Ryoma can keep up with the progress and have a stable chance to play next time." Jindai Lan teased.
"Hey, I don't care about that brat. I won't tell you. I'll go for a walk." Nanjiro's face blushed slightly after being exposed, and then he walked towards the door carelessly.
Before leaving, he invited Kamidailan: "Why don't you go and see it together?"
Hearing this, Kamishiro Ran thought for a moment and nodded: "Then I will follow our Fudomine Tennis Legend to see the training of the club members."
"Hey, what about the tennis legend Fudomine? It seems he really wants to tie me up here." Nanjiro said carelessly! With his hands behind his back, he strutted out of the office.
A tennis legend from Fudomine?
Ah.
Young people, the future is yours.
.......
"Huchihuchi." At this time, all members of Fudofeng were running on the playground.
After completing basic physical training, the trainer analyzes each responsible candidate and adjusts the subsequent training plan.
After that it was a sparring session.
Echizen Ryoma approached Akutsu without exception.
One mouthful is a senior, one hit is an off-spin serve.
"Senior, can you catch this ball?" He slid his body, stood up in front of the net, and knocked back the tennis ball that had just passed the net.
"Young brat, you make stinky farts every day." Akutsu cursed, but his body did not slow down at all. He flew up, stretched his body in the air, exerted force on his waist and abdomen to maintain the balance of his body, swung the racket with his right hand, and accurately hit the ball. Hit close to the baseline.
"Huh, you're still far away!" Echizen Ryoma's eyelids drooped, and the corners of his mouth curved wildly. The moment his right foot landed, he suddenly burst out with amazing power, leading his body towards the right side at a very fast speed, even in the original position. leaving an afterimage on the ground.
Arriving at the landing point in the blink of an eye.
"Huh? That kid Ryoma is making pretty fast progress. He actually created a pretty good pace based on Shunpo." Nanjiro's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but look at Kamishiro Ai with a hint of pride in his eyes.
seems to be saying.
My son is very talented.
Kamidai's blue eyes also had admiration in his eyes, and he mused: "Echizen Ryoma is currently in a high development stage. It is best not to limit his development and let him use his imagination to learn whatever he wants."
In the original work, Ryoma took a short detour because Ichimo imitated Nanjiro. After he woke up later, he found his own style of play.
But now, it is obvious that the style of play in the original book is not necessarily the direction that the current Echizen Ryoma will go.
Nanjiro frowned at Kamishiro Ai's proposal.
Speaking from his heart.
Naturally, he hopes that Echizen will follow the same path as himself and understand the different dimensions of the samurai.
"Mr. Nanjiro, do you want Echizen Ryoma to become your clone, or do you want to become the real Echizen Ryoma."
"I see, what you said makes sense." Jindailan's words convinced Nanjiro.
He has been guiding Echizen all along, but although Echizen is obviously very talented, his progress is very slow.
Nanjiro understood that the forcefully twisted melon might not be sweet after all.
"But you also have to have some confidence in the Samurai Different Dimension. What if Echizen Ryoma learns about the Samurai Different Dimension in the future?" Kamishiro Lan's lips raised slightly.
...
"Bang." At this moment, the tennis ball turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the second half of Akutsu's court, then bounced out of bounds.
"You brat, what pace is this?" Akutsu was surprised and happy.
These days he has been fighting against Echizen Ryoma.
For him, these games didn't mean much. If Echizen hadn't always been pestering him and his personality was quite to his liking, he wouldn't have paid attention to it.
After all, like Ryoma, he is a person who defies heaven and earth.
Now, seeing Echizen develop a good pace also aroused his inner wariness.
"Huh, this is what I created... Ryoma Steps!" Echizen Ryoma's nose almost turned up to the sky.
"Hey, what's the dragon-horse step? I think it's the ox-horse step!"
"Let you see the real pace!"
Akutsu's legs suddenly burst out with amazing power, and the next moment he teleported out of bounds, swinging his racket and hitting the incoming tennis ball hard.
"Bang." The ball hit Echizen's half directly and bounced out of the court.
