Legendary tennis, starting from signing up to talent

Chapter 176

Hearing this.

Saito Shi shook his head.

"Kurobe."

"What you pay for will be rewarded."

"Water flows to the lower places, and people go to the higher places."

"If Japan can't give you the corresponding needs, don't force it."

"Just like the samurai at the beginning, if he had stayed in Japan, how could he become a legend?"

Compared with Kurobe Yukio, Saito Shi is a bit Buddhist.

Of course.

What he said is also true.

After all, no matter who it is, the original intention of playing tennis is not to win glory for Japan from the beginning.

Even many people in the U-17 training camp of Japan are the same.

It's just that the secular moral constraints and the ties between players gradually made them want to stay.

"You see it clearly."

"Could it be that you have already prepared to change jobs behind the scenes?"

After a slight start, Kurobe Yukio smiled and said softly.

How could he not understand this truth?

I just feel a little disappointed for the Japanese tennis world.

Not only does it have a deep-rooted and decadent traditional cognition of respecting predecessors.

It is even impossible to review and evaluate the qualifications of tennis coaches in a junior high school tennis club.

In short.

It is like a teacher who wants to educate students without the corresponding certificate.

It can be said to be uneven.

Previously, Ryusaki Sumire of Seigakuen and Saotome Harumi of Okinawa Higa are the most typical examples.

In this case, it really depends on luck to meet someone with good luck and talent.

And this is also the fundamental disease of the Japanese tennis world that has been half-empty so far.

"The U-17 World Cup and the U-17 training camp will eventually change the model."

"Tradition can never exist for too long in the rolling tide of the times."

Instead of directly answering Kurobe Yukio's words, Saito Shi said two philosophical words for the first time.

At this time.

There were bursts of broadcasting in the stadium.

"Beep, beep!"

"The next match is the first round, fifth game, singles match of the Kanto Tournament A court."

"Kamishiro Reiji of the Josei Shonan team VS Kitagawa of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team."

"Please take your positions, both players!"

As the voice fell.

"Kitagawa! Kitagawa! Kitagawa!"

Instantly.

Waves of cheers and shouts rang out around the court.

There is no title of Chuunibyou, nor any exaggerated slogans.

There are only two words - Kitagawa!

Although Kitagawa has only participated in a few real matches since he came to Neon.

One is the Kakigizaka Youth Tennis Tournament, and the other is the Kanagawa District Qualifier.

It can even be said that the current Kanto Tournament is the moment when he truly stands on the huge stage.

But the brilliance will never be covered by the night.

"Humph!"

Although he got a certain degree of comfort from Aoi Hanamura.

But Kamishiro Reiji is still quite hostile to Kitagawa.

At this moment, seeing that the whole audience is supporting the other party, a strong malice seems to burst out in his cold eyes.

"Tsk~!"

"Senior, can you please not look at me with such a protective look?"

The next moment.

As Kitagawa walked to the net.

He grinned and said cheerfully.

"I will completely destroy you!!!"

In an instant.

Kamishiro Reiji's eyes became extremely violent.

As if he had touched his reverse scale.

"Can you change the words?"

"My ears are almost worn out from listening."

The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, and Kitagawa said quite venomously.

And he used his left little finger to pick his ears.

There was a sharp look in his eyes.

"Rubbish!"

Looking at Kitagawa who was so close, Kamishiro Reiji's eyes flickered, and the racket in his hand was clenched and loosened again and again.

As if he was hesitating whether to swing the racket directly at Kitagawa's head.

However.

In the end, he still held back.

Because if he did that, it would indirectly prove that he was not the most perfect work of Aoi Hanamura.

"Kamishiro Reiji of the Shonan team of Josei serves."

"The game begins!"

The referee on the high platform frowned and stared at Kamishiro Reiji to complete the guessing phase.

Then he blew the whistle loudly at the first time.

Having been a referee for so many years, how could he not see the other party's intention.

If that situation really happened.

Not to mention Kamishiro Reiji, even he would probably be implicated.

There were already thousands of Kitagawa's fans around.

If this happened in a groupThe result of attacking is hard to imagine.

"Hehe..."

Kitagawa looked at Reiji Kamishiro deeply, and then walked towards the receiving position by himself.

As for Reiji Kamishiro, he turned around expressionlessly and walked towards the serving position.

But he saw Aoi Hanamura's warning eyes.

It seemed that he was already dissatisfied with his actions just now.

Crack!

The palm holding the racket exerted force instantly, and the veins, blood vessels, and muscles were particularly clear at this moment.

Then he turned quickly.

He started to hit the tennis ball by himself.

[Coach Hanamura...]

[I will prove it! ]

The next moment.

Reiji Kamishiro threw the tennis ball in his hand directly into the air.

The whole person then made a very ordinary serving posture.

Bang!

After a crisp collision sound, the tennis ball shot straight to the opposite side.

Even the ball path was towards Kitagawa.

No matter how you look at it, this ball is just a flat serve that is not particularly powerful.

"What? Is this the strength of the singles player of the Shonan team? You keep talking trash? Don't you consider your own ability?"

"A flat serve with very slow speed and power. If you just hit the ball short, it will be GG. I didn't expect to see such a car accident scene in the Kanto Tournament."

"......"

Looking at this ball.

The onlookers booed immediately.

And the next moment.

"Too deliberate."

On the court, Kitagawa shook his head and said softly without emotion.

How could he not see that this was the phantom style of Kamishiro Reiji?

The same posture can hit various forces and can rotate different balls to confuse the opponent.

If this is placed in front of a regular opponent, using the short ball to return the ball will inevitably fail to return successfully because the power is too small.

You may even be injured by the bouncing tennis ball.

But for Kitagawa.

This style of play really has no effect on Kamishiro Reiji.

Not to mention that the opponent was too deliberate because of anger and jealousy.

After all, the skills of the ball also depend on the strength of the performer.

Then.

Kitagawa held the racket with one hand, stood still, and made a flat hitting posture.

Then, when the sound of a tennis ball falling to the ground was heard, he swung it out.

Bang!

In an instant.

A flash of light flashed by.

Boom!