Jirou Akutagawa, the genius of the Ice Emperor in the original work, sleeps for a long time every day and has a sleepy expression anytime and anywhere.
Unlike other members, he does not undergo heavy training because he has great strength.
In Kamishiro Aoi's view, Jirou Akutagawa's talent is definitely online.
But his character destined him to be unable to reach a higher platform.
In the past few years, due to the increase in Hyokui's training, all members have made rapid progress, except Akutagawa Jirou who has continued to progress steadily as in the original work.
The current strength is even on the verge of falling out of the main selection.
In front of Echizen Ryoma, Akutagawa Jirou was undoubtedly not satisfied enough.
Jirou Akutagawa is good at incredible magic shots and extremely fast volleys on the net.
In the early stage, they did take advantage of surprise to score the score.
But after Echizen Ryoma adjusted his mentality, he began to score frequently with the volleys he was good at.
He even used the dragon-horse step, which Akutsu no longer jokingly calls the cow-horse step.
In the end, the game was won with a score of 6-3.
"At the end of the game, Fudoho advanced to the metropolitan conference finals 3-2."
The competition was announced to be over, and Fudomine advanced to the finals to learn from Qingxue.
Not long after the game ended, Atobe woke up and received the news of Hyokui's defeat.
There was no frustration or humiliation from being played, just a touch of regret.
"Oh, I still lost. This time the loss was ugly." Atobe said to himself.
Several years of hard work have not yielded very good results, but at least God has used Swastika, which can be regarded as a disguised recognition.
This result is quite acceptable.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I lost in the end." Atobe apologized.
"I can't blame you. You've done your best, Minister." Perhaps because they had seen Kamidai Lan's insurmountable strength, the main candidates looked relieved.
It's completely acceptable to lose to such a terrifying guy.
"Atobe, you have tried your best. Jindai's strength is no longer in the category of junior high school students. To be precise, even high school students are no match for him. His strength may have reached world-class level." Coach He said with a serious face.
There was a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
Tennis in this world is so mysterious.
The World Championships and ordinary tennis are completely separated.
Although he has a good reputation outside and can even become Ice Emperor's coach, in fact he has not reached the threshold to enter the world championship.
These coaches have always been eager to train outstanding students in order to get a ticket to the World Championships.
But.
It's easy to say, but ridiculously difficult to do.
The most important thing Neon lacks is talent, but there are very few talents who can enter the World Championship.
he knows.
God's Generation Blue definitely has the strength to enter the World Championship.
Those skills that can change the weather and affect the human body must be skills in the world championships.
The back end of the U17 training camp.
Mifune opened the newspaper and yawned, looking uninterested.
"Oh, after that boy Kamishiro left, it became a lot deserted here. It's a bit boring." He muttered and sighed.
"Didi. Didi." Suddenly, the phone rang.
"Moses Moses."
"Old boy." Nanjiro's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Send me a video for you to take a look at."
"Hey, why did you come to me for the first time, you old fool? It couldn't be some sentimental video." Mifune turned on his phone, and there was a video of the match between Kamishiro Ami and Atobe.
"Hey, Kamidai boy?" He subconsciously shouted in surprise.
"What? Do you know this kid?" Nanjiro's voice was shocked.
"Hey, this kid blew up half of my stadium. I heard he went to the junior high school to torture people." Mifune snorted unhappily.
"Hahaha, this kid Jindai is interesting. I originally wanted to introduce you to him. Since you are all acquaintances, let's forget it." Nanjiro laughed.
"His skills." Mifune ignored Nanjiro, dragged the progress bar, and soon saw Kamishiro Blue's swastika.
He looked shocked, and his drunken eyes were full of seriousness.
"The advanced level of Shi Jie, Swastika Jie, he has indeed stepped out of a new realm."
"Not only can it change the weather, but it can also freeze the opponent. Everything seems to be an illusion, but if that guy uses all his firepower, the boy named Atobe will definitely die miserably."
"This is no less than a game from another dimension."
Listening to Mifune's muttering on the other end, Nanjiro's lips curled up: "Hey, send a few people over there."
"Um?"
"Let them know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. And there are many geniuses in Fudo Peak. I think it is time for them to get in touch with the new world."
This is the second day after the match between Fudomine and Hyotei, and the related video has already gone viral.
The weird ice and snowball skills, the falling snow in the sky, everything is enough to become a year-long talk.
Is this really tennis?
People talk about it.
It is undeniable that such tennis is far more enjoyable to watch than ordinary tennis.
Only those who know something about the world know that such tennis has reached the world level.
Within the immovable peak.
"That's too bad. You have to remember, it's not you who are stronger, it's the brats from the gods. Please be more serious." Nanjiro put his hands behind his back and took steps as if he would never recognize his relatives.
In front of him, Fudomine Shoshou, headed by Tachibana, was exercising his strength.
"That's too bad. You are truly the worst students I have ever had."
"You, Baimao, why are you so fierce? Do you want to hurt my old man?"
"And you, you talk about rhythm every day, why don't you have any rhythm in your physical training?"
"Keep your head up, chest out, don't breathe randomly, and control your rhythm."
Nanjiro mercilessly harmed the Fudomine main selections.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to lead students.
It's quite cool.
Today, Echizen Nanjiro was rarely interested in participating in the training of the main candidates.
Normally, he rarely shows up at Fudo Peak.
"This weekend is the game against Qingxue. Don't underestimate them just because they beat them in the regional competition. I came from Qingxue before."
"But, Coach Nanjiro, I remember that Qingxue's grades didn't seem to be that good the year you were there." The upright Akira Kamio asked subconsciously.
"You bastard, Akira Kamio, give me five more turns!" Nanjiro became angry.
"No matter how bad the results are, I never lost a game back then."
"Hey, tennis matches depend on teams." Akutsu said unhappily.
"Huh? I can actually hear the word team from Bai Mao?" Nanjiro suddenly looked unprecedented and surprised.
"whispering sound."
"Please be serious, I don't want you to lose to Qingxue, so where can I put my old face?"
"Oh, my old body and bones are getting rusty, and I have to watch you guys train. Life is really hard~~"
While Fudomine's main selection training was in full swing, Seigaku's side was not to be outdone.
The extra training volume has been going on for two weeks, and there is a tendency for young students to convert the extra training volume into formal training volume.
Since the impact of the previous impeachment of the coach has not been eliminated, the ranking of the Metropolitan Conference is crucial to Qingxue.
However, the opponents competing for the championship and runner-up this time are too disappointing.
Immovable Peak.
These three words are like a mountain weighing on everyone's heart.
What level is Fudo Peak?
Although Fudoho narrowly defeated Hyotei 3-2, no one would think that Fudoho and Hyotei were equally powerful.
Two national-level doubles players, two national-level singles players, and even the reserves are all Kanto-level players.
It can be said.
Fudoho's strength is almost as strong as Tatekai.
The most outrageous thing is that as long as the Fudomine team has three national-level singles, most junior high schools will be swept away.
The singles ability of the Kyushu duo cannot be underestimated.
If you want to win Fudo Peak, you can only wait for Fudo Peak to commit suicide.
"Tezuka, everyone is ready to fight for this final." Oishi and Tezuka stood on the sidelines. Oishi looked at the serious Tezuka and said solemnly.
Qingxue has tightened the clockwork these days, and everyone bursts out with unusual energy.
The large gap did not make them timid, but instead gave them a stronger will.
"Try your best!" Tezuka said in a calm and confident tone.
In the field.
Kikumaru: "Oh, we must fight well this time. We can't lose as miserably as before. The golden combination can't fail to win every game."
Momoshiro: "I must perform well this time, and it is best to play against Echizen."
Kaoru Kaido: "No matter who my opponent is, I will win, boo~~~"
Qian: "After collecting data for so long, it's time to take action. After going through Devil 5.0 training, my winning rate against opponents below the national level is 97%."
Just a few days later, the finals of the Capital Conference officially began.
This time the city's attention is far greater than in the past.
The game hasn't even started yet, but the venue is already filled with spectators.
"Aogakusho and Fudomine are here."
Amid the discussion, both parties entered the arena.
"Fudoho has defeated even the Ice Emperor, so it's not a big problem to win against Seigaku."
"Qingxue is also quite strong, but unfortunately his opponent is Fudoho."
The audience is basically optimistic about Fudo Peak.
In this group of spectators, a woman wearing pink clothes was sitting with her chest in her arms and her eyes were complicated.
Surprisingly, it was Sumire Ryuzaki, Aigaku's former coach.
(End of chapter)
