"Could it be that Jindailan controlled Qian's body and used more advanced data tennis? I remember that Jindailan showed advanced versions of other people's skills in previous games. It's really hard to imagine how he used Qian. The body uses tennis balls with higher data." Mamoru Inoue frowned in thought.
"In my decades of working in the industry, I have never seen the ability to control a person's body. Even Yukimura Seiichi, a mentally strong tennis player who was undefeated last year, only wiped out the opponent's five senses."
"How on earth did you do this?"
Inoue Mamoru was puzzled.
Many mental skills require mental cues during the fight, but Goddess Lan is clearly watching the battle, but he can control it.
This is no longer a skill! But it’s a superpower!
"Could it be that Kamidaoran has mastered super powers?" A very absurd idea flashed through Inoue Mamoru's mind.
But he was immediately denied by himself.
This is a materialistic world, where super powers and ghosts and gods do not exist.
"Maybe I'm just overthinking it," he said to himself.
"Saori, take more photos." Thinking of this, Inoue Mamoru said to Saori beside him.
"Yes, senior." Saori slapped Jindai Lan fiercely.
"I asked you to pat him dry and Akutsu." Inoue Mamoru said helplessly.
"Yes, senior."
"Maybe I'm really old?" Sumire Ryuzaki sat in the audience, maintaining a motionless posture for a long time, her eyes showing vicissitudes of life and emotion.
A game of numbers and wildness.
It is also a game in a new era.
Sumire Ryuzaki realized that neon had not developed in the past, perhaps because of various decadent and backward regulations.
In recent years, with the reform of major junior high schools, more and more talented teenagers have come to the fore, and more and more shocking skills have appeared.
This also made Sumire Ryuzaki deeply aware of her own limitations.
His guidance to the students still remained superficial in terms of physical strength and encouragement.
There doesn't really seem to be any other help besides these.
Like in other middle schools, many coaches play important roles.
Rokkaku’s father tailors a racket for each student, and Jojo Shonan’s coach uses novel data science training to improve each student’s abilities.
And what about herself?
Still the old school way.
Supervise and supervise every day, promote a few good students and let them help share the workload.
Compared with other coaches, her professionalism is obviously insufficient.
It's time to retire.
She was relieved.
I also hope that everyone at Qingxue can have a better future.
Thinking of this, Sumire Ryuzaki stood up and prepared to leave.
"Ms. Ryuzaki, aren't you going to watch the game?" Inoue Mamoru said in surprise.
Sumire Ryuzaki didn't look back and kept on leaving: "I won't watch anymore. I, an old woman, have retired, and it's time to leave the tennis world."
"Having been a coach for so many years, it's time to take a good look at the world!"
Watching Sumire Ryuzaki walking further and further into the background, Mamoru Inoue's expression changed from emotion to relief.
"Yes, the times are advancing, and tennis is constantly improving. Anyone who can't keep up with the pace will be eliminated. Just like what we see now among junior high schools and players, Neon Tennis is constantly improving because of these young people. With this group of young people here, Neon Tennis will be very strong in the future.”
Because the field was too destructive, everyone needed to move the court.
The organizers were in tears, as they had to bear all these expenses.
After changing the court, the game continued.
The current score is 2:2, Fudomine and Seigaku are tied.
The game is quite exciting.
Hyokui and other schools also came to the scene to observe.
The final was beyond their imagination.
"Although Fudoho has given Seigaku two points for the purpose of training troops, Seigaku is not an opponent that can be ignored." On the side of Hyōtei, Atobe's voice was soft.
"Yes, Fuji Shusuke and Tezuka Kunimitsu have the ability to win the game against any team. Coupled with the emergence of Inui Sadaharu, even our Hyotei cannot guarantee that we can defeat Seigaku." Ninzu said solemnly. .
Although Akutsu once said something like "It's you, Jindai" during the game, it would be too shocking to control others in the game.
They were more inclined to think that Akutsu was talking nonsense.
"Whether that guy is a god or not, we have to treat him as a national level. If he is, then his data tennis can definitely easily destroy everyone of us, including you and me, Atobe." Renzu took a deep breath. , the tone was full of fear.
"If you want to defeat Inui Sadaharu's data tennis, you must transcend data. However, both of us are technically oriented players, and facing data tennis will definitely be a tough battle." Atobe nodded, frowning slightly.
"It seems that Qingxue is also very strong this year. I really didn't expect that a school that couldn't even enter the national competition last year would make such great progress." Xiang Riyue couldn't help but sigh.
"This is the junior high school led by Tezuka. It's a pity that if they had impeached the coach earlier, they wouldn't have woken up now." With a sigh, Hyokui's side became somewhat silent.
It took the third grader of Qingxue two years to wake up, and in just a few months he exploded with astonishing potential and progress.
And what about their Ice Emperor?
It was reformed two years ago and the amount of training increased.
Two years later, a few national-level players emerged among them, but that was about it.
Except for Kakarachi, Renzu and Atobe who are slightly competitive. The strength of the others is only average. Although there are a few candidates with good potential, they have not yet fully grown up.
Atobe deeply understood that Hyokui still had too few talents.
This also made him particularly envious of Jindai and Tezuka.
At this point, the game is about to begin.
"Now we have a one-on-one match between Fudomine's Kamishiro Ai and Sehun Academy's Tezuka Kunimitsu."
As the referee made the announcement, everyone waited with bated breath.
Next will be a showdown between the two strongest nations.
Tezuka Kunimitsu was already well-known, powerful and undefeated. It was said that he was already at the national level in his first grade.
Goddess Blue, a mysterious figure who suddenly emerged from the army, was unknown in the past, but suddenly appeared this year, and powerfully defeated the veteran national powerhouse Atobe Keigo, with mysterious strength.
The two walked to both sides of the tennis court and then walked to the net.
"Long time no see, Tezuka." Kamidaoran showed a harmless smile.
"Long time no see. I've been waiting for this day for a long time, Jindai." Tezuka took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.
"Really? But I'm not very interested in competing with an injured person." Jindailan held Tezuka's hand and said softly.
Hearing this, Tezuka raised his eyebrows slightly: "You will know later whether I am injured or not."
"No need to wait, I know your physical condition better than you do." Jindailan let go of his hand and showed a meaningful smile.
"The reform of your youth academy is very good. As a compliment, I will give you a big gift this time."
(End of chapter)
