Prince of Tennis: The Legendary Road

The two people in the arena were unaware of the shock of the crowd outside and the psychological changes of Yukimura and the others.

Niou silently apologized to this senior who treated him well, but was this a matter of mutual consent?

Maori was a little"cheap" in his heart and expected Niou to use more tricks to defeat him.

"Bang!"

Clean and neat!

Standard Yukimura-style hitting method

"Compared with Yukimura, your technique removes more unnecessary methods, almost no rotation, and the ball is faster!"

Yanagi immediately pointed out the characteristics of Nioh's ball, which is also because this style of play is easy to recognize.

In a few years, Japan will have a tennis player known as the Holy Book, who will use his tennis to occupy a place for this style of play.

"It's useless!"

Mao Li moved his body and appeared in front of the tennis ball with one step. The next play flashed through his mind, and he hit a high-profile ball.

"Puff……"

The King of Kings uttered a syllable, but the man stood still without moving.

"15-0, the serving team takes the lead"

"Huh?"

Mauri frowned when he saw that he had hit a foul ball. This situation should not have happened to him.

""Destroy the five senses?!"

Mita and Sanada Yanagi, who had experienced it, blurted out that the symptoms were exactly the same.

Bang! It was exactly the same as the previous ball, and the landing point was the same. Even Yukimura had the illusion that he was watching himself play. Maori's mind moved, and when he ran over to catch it, his feet stumbled.

"30-0! The serving team has the lead!"

Is that really the case?

While Mao Li was trying to break free of this state in his mind, he felt extremely relieved in his heart. His personality was not suitable for carrying the expectations of many seniors, nor the hopes of Rikkai University. Now, he could finally hand over the burden on his shoulders to the white-haired boy on the opposite side.

Bang!

"40 to 0!

Mao Li found that he could no longer even feel the power of the tennis ball.

"3-0! Niou Masaharu takes the lead, and the two sides exchange courts."

Bang!

Maori hits the ball based on his feeling, soft and without any power.

Bang!

"0 to 15! The receiving team is ahead!"

Mauri could no longer hear any sound, and then, he fell into darkness.……

"4 to 0!"

"5 to 0! The two sides exchanged venues!"After exchanging serve, Maori made several serve errors, which directly gave Niou a sentence. However, Maori, who remained clear-headed mentally, did not want to give up. In this state, it was also a training for his mental resistance.

However, he was destined to forget about breaking free. Niou's unpredictable mental strength had spent a lot of effort to lay a sophisticated net for him. Maori was destined to only"enjoy""

"The two sides exchange venues!"

Mori, who had temporarily lost his hearing, naturally did not make any moves. Although the referee was also worried about Mao Li, his good character made him follow the procedures.

"gross profit……"

Mita and the others were filled with mixed emotions. Their last gatekeeper had also failed, and they all witnessed the birth of a demon. However, looking at Maori's appearance, they all felt a little sad.

"Help me over, help me over!"

Just when Mao Li was about to give up, he seemed to have a premonition and shouted a few words with his five senses blocked.

"Oh my god!

Shintaro Egawa enters the court

"I'll go too!"

Sanada also stepped onto the court.

The two vice-ministers chose the same result in the battle for the inheritance of Rikkai.

""Puff~"

Even so, Nioh did not think of holding back. To some extent, Nioh in this life may have truly realized what Rikkai spirit is. He understood what Mori was thinking.

Bang!

"15 to 0! The serving team takes the lead!"

……

"6-0! Niou Masaharu wins!"

After the game, the field was very quiet, and everyone's eyes were on Niou and Maori standing still.

After Niou took back his mental power, Maori quickly broke free.

"call……"

Mao Li took a deep breath. His time had not yet officially arrived, but a younger generation with white hair and ugly hair had already used his racket to tell him that his time was over. However... this was just in line with his personality.

"Beautiful win!"

Morri slowly walked to the front of Niwang, looking at this boy who was smiling at him and seemed to be trying to please him, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now he's trying to please him? What were you doing earlier? But he was not someone who couldn't afford to lose, and he patted Niwang's shoulder hard again.

"Nice win, boy!"

""Pu Li~" Niou's face was almost wrinkled,"Senior, are you taking revenge on me because you can't beat me in tennis? It hurts!"

Maori:"……"

"It's just a joke, senior, please don't take it seriously!"

Niou waved his hand, then looked at Yukimura and the others and nodded, then extended his hand to Mori,"King, Rikkai University!"

"The king, Rikkai University! Haha……"

Sensing Niou's ambition, Maori's eyes lit up and he high-fived Niou.

""Pa pa!"

Yukimura clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"The king, Rikkai University!"

""The King, Rikkai University!"

Suddenly, the response was so loud that it reached the sky.