"It has been judged that Hitoshi Higa Nakata cannot compete, and Hitoshi Fudomine Akatsuki wins."
With the referee's announcement, the atmosphere reached a climax.
"The current score is 3-0. Fudoho is promoted. Due to the tournament format, all five games must be played. Next, there will be a two-match singles match." The referee judged.
Two 6-0s, one game ended midway, and Higa could barely hold on for twenty minutes.
"No, Higa has been eliminated already? This is too fast." The scene was shocked.
After all, Higachu defeated last year's top four Shiraku, so how could he be so vulnerable?
Since the beginning of the Kanto Tournament, everyone has realized that Fudomine will be a behemoth.
But the weaknesses are also obvious, and the mid-range strength is not strong.
However, in this match with Higa, everyone realized that the other members of Fudomine had grown a lot.
"It's unbelievable. Fudoho is too strong. The current Seigaku's chance of winning against Fudoho is less than 25%." Inui Sadaharu felt his hands trembling and swallowed hard.
"Is this the strength of Fudomine?" The atmosphere here in Higa reached a low point. Except for Eishiro Kite, everyone's face was filled with despair.
They brought Higa to the heights of national competitions just to get rid of the bad tennis environment before, but now, it seems that they are getting further and further away from their goal.
"Now we have a two-match singles match, with Fudomine's Jindai Ai versus Kachu's Kute Eishiro." The referee looked at the order of the match and shouted loudly.
"It's my turn." Kite Eishiro suddenly stood up, a hint of murderous intent flashed through his eyes.
"God of Death, let me see your strength. Today, I will kill the god."
Kamishiro Ai picked up the racket and grabbed the string, and the crowd cheered.
At present, Jindailan is the most popular among all junior high school students.
"Kamidai is actually playing two in singles. It seems that playing one in singles is too early." In the stands, Sadaharu Nodded and looked at the time.
It's still very early, maybe Qingxue's first game hasn't been finished yet.
"The game begins with Higa's Kute Eishiro serving."
The right to serve came to Eishiro Kite's side.
"Papa." He tapped the tennis ball gently, his lenses were reflective, and he glanced at Jindailan with his peripheral vision. His purple hair was particularly conspicuous in the sun, and a gleam of light flickered in his eyes.
"God of Death, let me see what ability you have to make them regard you as the strongest junior high school student."
Kite Eishiro was very unconvinced.
The Kanto region has always attracted far more attention than other regions.
Therefore, the strength of players from the Kanto region will be somewhat exaggerated.
While still in the Kanto Tournament, Eishiro Kite heard about the deeds of Kamishiro Ami.
Defeated a certain national-level master 6-0, and swept away someone with invincibility.
The headlines of the news reports were exaggerated.
But Eishiro Kidote always believed that he was not bad either.
This is the time to prove everything, the most perfect moment.
"Whoa." He threw the ball hard, stretched his body, showing off the muscles he had developed over time, and buckled down his arms with strong wind.
"Bang." In the perfect posture, the tennis ball turned into a sharp arrow with air waves.
"Beautiful, no unnecessary movements, the serve is fast and accurate." Both Tachibana and Chitose's eyes lit up.
Although Kite Eishiro's character is not good, he is still a solid national-level master.
"It's a bit far from the age of the gods." Inui Sadaharu frowned and sighed slightly.
"Click." He saw Kamishiro Ami moving lightly, turning slightly sideways, and swung his right hand as if at random, hitting the tennis ball towards the other side of Kute Eishiro.
"It looks like he has some strength." Kite Eishiro shouted softly, stepping lightly to the landing point. When the tennis ball just hit the ground and bounced, the racket in his hand immediately moved toward the tennis ball.
"Bang!" The tennis ball was pulled out of a perfect arc and quickly headed towards Jindailan's bottom line.
However, a black shadow instantly appeared in front of the net, and he saw Jindai Ram leaping high. When the tennis ball circled the arc and flew to the top of the net, he accurately intercepted it with the racket in his hand.
"Bang." With the explosion, the tennis ball turned into a beam of light and headed towards the other side near the baseline.
"What a quick volley." The audience immediately exclaimed.
"It's so fast. Jindai came to the net without using Shunpo this time and completed the volley. His basic skills are still so terrifying." Inui Sadaharu nodded secretly: "It seems that the ball was won."
"Whoa." As his figure flickered, Kute Eishiro, who was originally on the spot, suddenly appeared at the landing point, raised his racket and hit the tennis ball towards the tricky baseline.
"Did he teleport?!" Chitose frowned immediately.
"He uses Okinawa footwork much more skillfully than others." Tachibana said solemnly.
In the previous three games, some Higa players also used Okinawa pace. However, it may be that they were weak in physical strength and lacked control, and were not as skilled as Kite Eishiro's pace.
"His Okinawa pace seems to be close to Shunpo." Akira Kamio frowned.
"Hey, I heard that you are called the God of Death. It seems that they did not see you clearly. You are being praised to death." Eishiro Kite showed a confident smile.
"Okinawa pace? It's quite interesting." After finishing the smash, Kamishiro Ami just fell back to the ground and had no intention of chasing the ball.
"Whoa!" His body seemed to become a whirlpool, and all the air flow rushed towards him.
"Bang." The tennis ball that was about to hit the baseline seemed to be grabbed upwards by an invisible hand and flew out of bounds.
"Tezuka Phantom." Inui Sadaharu's eyes became solemn: "You can defeat Tezuka Phantom in just two balls. Could it be that Kamidaoran can control the rotation at will?"
"15-15."
"Hey." Jindailan grabbed the capture line: "I don't need you to recognize me, I just need you to recognize yourself."
"To me, it's just trash."
Jindai Lan wrote lightly.
Kite Eishiro's expression suddenly became fierce, and his eyes were stern.
"Bang!" He once again sent out what he thought was a sharp serve.
After hitting back, he immediately ran towards the net, his lenses reflecting in the sun and his sleeves flying.
"Do you want to serve directly to the net? You are so conceited. But it is not easy to score this way. What Jindai is best at is breaking the opponent's confidence." Tachibana shook his head with a look of disdain on his face.
"Bang." The tennis ball turned into a beam of light and instantly hit Eishiro Kute's feet.
"So fast! My body can't move?!" In the shocked eyes of Eishiro Kite, the tennis ball bounced out of bounds.
"He noticed the flaw in my body. The tennis ball actually hit the dead center of my body. Is it an illusion?" Kote Eishiro landed on the ground and glanced at the rolling tennis ball in shock.
I found a problem, the national competition is one single and even, the second game is corrected, the first game is not easy to correct
(End of chapter)
