[Net King] Live up to the original

The sun was shining brightly at noon, and it was only early summer, but the sun was so poisonous that no one would stand in an open area to bask in the sun for more than 10 minutes.

And the two people who were playing in the tennis court were still confronting each other.

Guan Yue sat on the coach chair in the arena, his skin not covered by the long sleeves had already started to turn red. Fortunately, Akazawa thought of throwing him the long-sleeved jacket just before entering the arena, otherwise Qing Xue might win the next two games without a fight .

If that's the case... that brat Ryoma will chase him and play ball until he has a psychological shadow.

Are you guilty?He won't feel guilty, no.

Humph.

Guanyue really wants to relax before his game, but the situation on the field does not allow him to be optimistic.

Fuji Yuta has already hit two clear-air volleys, and the most his body can bear at the moment is only five.

According to this state, it doesn't take long for Echizen Ryoma to discover the point of counterattack for this move!

The trouble is big.

He didn't want Yuta to use this move in the official game, and this move was originally prepared for his brother.In previous competitions, no one could push Yuta to the point where he could only win with a clear-air volley...

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fuji Zhousuke's opened eyes. The long and narrow ice-blue pupils were fixed on his brother's body on the field, and the occasional glances he cast were full of ice balls that he had never encountered before.

Hey, this is terrible, he was not sure of winning Fujisuke before, now is it possible to catch up with the massacre?

Do not make jokes!He is watching the moon!

"Obviously I have mastered the trick... It seems that we need to lower the surface of the racket a little bit," Echizen Ryoma stared at the racket for a while, then raised his head and pointed the racket at the opponent, "Hey, by the way, I would like to advise you, what kind of trick is that move?" Hitting the ball, it’s better to use it sparingly!”

"This kind of thing... I know it even if you don't tell me!" Yuta also stared at the opponent, "Why do you think I use this trick, because what I get is proportional to what I give! "

Echizen Ryoma was stunned, he was familiar with this kind of argument, so he turned his attention to the last person who was sitting in the arena who said such a thing-Guan Yue, it was a matter of course.

That's why he said that people like Echizen Ryoma who can only remember half of the things, and don't know which part they are, are the most annoying-as the person involved, he can only vaguely remember those things, but the spectators remember these broken things. thing.

"The person who taught you the ball is the guy Guan Yue, right?"

Yuta replied while returning the ball: "Yes!"

"If it was Guanyue, he would definitely tell you the consequences of practicing this kind of ball, right? At the same time, he also told you that your current body can withstand a few clear-air volleys at most."

five times...

Asked by this guy, Fuji Yuta remembered the number that the manager said in the previous training. He actually didn't understand that since it will definitely cause damage to the body, what is the significance of the number of times, but he still agreed to Guanyue , do not use Clear Air Lance more than five times in an official match.

So how many times is this his?

"Then, Guanyue probably didn't tell you, he used this trick before—has he been in the hospital?"

On the one hand, Echizen Ryoma feels that he has a kind of inexplicable jealousy now. He is jealous that Fuji Yuta can be taught by Guanyue so far, and he can only wait with his family in the distant United States. juvenile.

But, more importantly, he can do it now.

"what?"

Echizen Ryoma used the momentum of his approach to slide under the ball.

Then slap back.

"Character ball B."

"Character ball B?"

He picked up the hat that had fallen off in the slide just now and put it back on his head.

"Hey, this move should be able to restrain your style of play, right?"

Guan Yue knew Echizen Ryoma very well. Even when he failed to solve the incomplete clear-air volley and left without saying goodbye, Ryoma still didn't see through the loopholes of this move in advance through post-match thinking. The sponge that becomes soft and water-absorbent on the court, the experience, skills, etc. that can be gained in the game far surpass others. Even Guan Yue and Echizen Ryuya may not be able to catch up with Echizen Ryoma's growth rate .

Echizen Ryoma is a natural fit for the court.

——Whether it is the past, the present or the future, Guanyue always believes that if someone can surpass Echizen Minamijiro one day, it will definitely not be someone else. This is something that only Echizen Ryoma can do.

A few more rounds passed on the court.

It can be seen that Yuta has obviously felt powerless.

The referee blew the whistle: "Qingxue leads, the score is 4:3, change game!"

"Yuta, what are you thinking now?" Looking at the sweaty junior, Guanyue asked, "If you want to win, there is no way - focus on that guy... the left side of Echizen Just attack with the eye."

"Echizen's left eye was injured during the match against Fudomine—"

what?

At this moment, Fuji Yuta finally understood the painstaking efforts of his manager.

He made up his mind, interrupted Guanyue's inappropriate words, and replied seriously: "I understand, all I want to do now is to finish this game with dignity."

Then he paused, "Echizen...he is a good opponent, I shouldn't put my feelings towards my brother on him, nor should I put myself in it."

This guy just figured it out.

Guan Yue, a former rebellious boy who probably understood what kind of rebellious stage his junior was in, blinked, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally pointed to the court: "Go, go and win your victory!"

"Thank you, manager!" Fuji Yuta bowed almost ninety degrees to the manager, and walked towards his battlefield step by step.

In fact, he understands that if he wants to win this match, it is impossible. Now that he is not going to use the clear-air volley, he has no effective moves that can defeat his opponent-he will definitely lose and leave it behind. The difference between the two singles games was the huge pressure and the reality that they could not enter the next round.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Guanyue beats his brother and wins the second singles, the result is only to postpone the defeat by more than ten minutes. Emperor's Atobe Keigo, Rikkai's Yukimura, can't imagine that he will lose to others.

So the growth he stands on is based on the fact that Guanyue and the captain have not been able to get tickets to the Kanto Conference for three years-he can't apologize to Guanyue in person now, he can only bow instead.

After he is off the court, he will say sorry to every teammate who has worked hard until now.

So now, it's his time to be willful.

After so many years of invisible oppression by his brother, he almost forgot why he and his brother chose to play tennis in the first place.

At that time they were very small, maybe about the same height as today's rackets, but at that time there was no difference in strength, no genius Fuji and genius younger brother, and some were just Fuji Shusuke and Fuji Yuta.

The age difference between the elder sister and them is too big. They play together every day, and they are the only ones who grow up slowly. When they saw tennis, their first thought was——

It's happy!

It is because they feel that tennis can bring happiness that they try it, not because they win or lose.

And in order to win, it is not advisable to give up one's original bottom line and do whatever it takes.

From the very beginning, he shouldn't have learned clear-air pumping—thinking about it now, at that time, Guan Yue's eyes were not approving of his pursuit of strength, but intolerance and helplessness.The manager should have been waiting for today, waiting for someone to wake him up and tell him that you went the wrong way, turn around.

However, although I am very grateful to this guy, it is still too crazy for a first grader!

Let the seniors teach you how to respect the old and love the young!Smelly brat!

?

what happened?

Feeling a chill, the first grader of Qingxue looked up at the big sun, no, isn't it still quite hot?

But he didn't have time to pay attention to these.When he was on the court, Echizen Ryoma never paid attention to things other than the opponent and the ball-although he didn't necessarily care about people when he was out of the court.

——"The game is over! Youth Academy Echizen Ryoma won, the score is 6:3!"

"Huh... I admit defeat, you are very strong."

"? Is it because you are too weak?"

Ah, this stinky brat, as expected, let's blow him up!

The author has something to say:

3/4 update, missing the ending, it's too late now, make up tomorrow

Completed

One more ball game to get rid of

Excited

Dialogue contains the original dialogue of the manga

I won't mark them one by one

But recently some cards

Write and write, occasionally it will go smoothly

I'm so hard