Tennis: One-on-one with the villain master, Kaido starts

After a while.

Esdeath finally came to her senses, with a bitter smile on her lips.

She staggered two steps to her side, picked up the tennis ball embedded in the floor, held it in her hand, and stared at it in silence for a long time.

The strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive!

This is the tennis way that Esdeath has always believed in.

In her ten-year tennis career, it is also because of her firm belief in tennis that she can keep moving forward and reach her current strength.

"I lost!"

"What! Master, Master, the opponent has only scored two goals now..."

When Atobe heard that Esdeath had admitted defeat, he rushed into the court in a hurry.

He knew the character of the master very well. How could such a determined woman admit defeat so easily?

The master who had always taught him 'Don't give up until the last moment of the game'; 'The strong prey on the weak, strength comes first' just admitted defeat.

From Esdeath's trembling tone, Atobe could feel her great sorrow and pain.

"Atobe——"

Esdeath shouted, stopping Atobe who wanted to take another step forward.

"If you lose, you lose!"

"This Mr. Nanjiro shattered my dimension with one ball, and pierced my heart."

"Until now, I still feel scared!"

She knew that it was no longer necessary to continue the game. Unless her strength had a qualitative leap, she would tremble involuntarily when she looked directly at the samurai dimension.

Fear before the battle!

This mentality was more uncomfortable than killing Esdeath.

Atobe looked at Esdeath's firm eyes and knew that there was no room for maneuver in this game. He choked up in his throat, his voice trembled, and he uttered a sentence with difficulty.

"The game is over, Echizen Nanjiro won!"

Beside the court,

Kaido slowly stood up and looked at Echizen Nanjiro in the distance, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Chiba-kun! It seems that you let me win a lot when you competed with me, otherwise I would have collapsed like Esdeath."

"But, to be honest, I really want to have a match with Mr. Nanjiro."

"We can arrange the match next time, Mr. Kaido!"

Hearing Kaido's sigh, Nanjiro strode towards Kaido and Chiba, smiling and very excited.

"Master Chiba, I can't believe that such a small Tokyo has such a strong tennis stadium as Chiba Stadium."

"Mr. Kaido and Ms. Esdeath are both top-notch in the world tennis professional arena."

Speaking of this, Nanjiro's eyes stared at Chiba fiercely, and a gleam of light shot out of his eyes.

"I'm curious, Master Chiba, who can easily defeat two coaches, has never thought about going to the world's arena to show his ambitions?"

To be honest!

At the age of sixteen, Nanjiro Echizen was really shocked.

Even if Chiba's strength is only half of Esdeath's, it is enough to become a professional player and kill all the enemies in the U17 arena.

So, he wanted to test the thoughts of this "very secretive" high school dropout.

"Hahaha——"

Chiba looked at the serious Echizen Nanjiro and laughed, and said slowly.

"Mr. Nanjiro! You said that it is not bullying for me to play tennis in U17 with my strength!"

"Besides, I don't want to play tennis now. After my parents passed away, I just want to run this gym well!"

Yes!

Nanjiro was shocked. If it was true as Esdeath said that Chiba could easily beat her, then going to the U17 world arena to play, wouldn't it be an old man teasing a naughty child?

"Tsk tsk——"

Nanjiro didn't know what to say for a while.

He really wanted to invite Chiba Masao to a tennis match, but after hearing what the other party said, he was too embarrassed to speak.

My parents had just passed away, and I only wanted to support the gym, not tennis.

I couldn't open my mouth to acknowledge anyone.

Thinking of this, Nanjiro changed the subject, "Master Chiba, I have a useless boy at home, who has some talent in tennis. I wonder if he can be sent to Chiba Gymnasium to learn?"

After seeing Kintaro Toyama, who was the same age as his own boy, he had this idea in his mind.

I just want him to see how good his peers are!

Only then can I dampen his enthusiasm.

"Oh! Sure! However, the rule of the coach in the gym is that he can only teach one student at a time, and the standard for becoming a master is extremely strict."

"Besides, the coach chooses the apprentice. At present, Coach Esdeath is teaching Atobe, and Coach Kaido is idle, but his standard for accepting apprentices is students like Kintaro."

"Think about it again!"

KintaroLang?

Nanjiro Echizen looked at the red-haired kid standing beside him, and after a moment of observation, he had the answer in his mind.

"Okay, Chiba Gym Master, I'll go home and discuss it with that brat at home."

"I won't bother you today, I'll leave first!"

"See you!"

......

Nanjiro Echizen left, walking briskly on the street, recalling every detail of the Chiba Gym.

"It's incredible!"

"How did the sixteen-year-old Chiba Gym Master find these powerful foreign tennis players and convince them to willingly come to a small tennis gym in Tokyo to serve as coaches?"

"I can't figure it out!"

"After a while, I'll let that brat at home go to the Chiba Gym to learn more."

"That's right!"

Nanjiro thought of an important thing, and his body trembled violently, staggering and almost falling.

"It's over! I forgot to buy the meat rolls for the sukiyaki pot that Renko asked me to buy."

...

As night fell, Echizen Nanjiro returned home and called his father who was far away in Chiba.

He told him about his experience in the Chiba Arena.

The phone was hung up, and he hesitated for a long time before dialing again.

'Beep--'

'Beep--'

After two rings, a rough voice sounded from the other end of the phone, vaguely drunk.

"Uh~ It's Nanjiro! You haven't called for a long time."

"What's the matter... ghost! You should be serious, and Irie, you just know how to be lazy..."

The other end of the phone was a little noisy, and the call was a little intermittent. Obviously, the other party's signal was very bad.

After a moment of silence, Echizen Nanjiro spoke slowly.

"Mifune, aren't you looking for a talented tennis player? I have a candidate here, and his strength should be no weaker than mine!"

"Perhaps, he can become the leader of the next generation of Japanese tennis!"

Wind!

Strong wind——

'Whoosh——'

Mifune Nyudo on the other end of the phone was no longer drunk after hearing what Echizen Nanjiro said.

He stood in front of a small wooden house on the top of a mountain, looking at Oni and Irie who were doing physical training in front of him. The cold wind in the middle of the night made him shiver violently.

It took a long time for him to react from the shock.

"Echizen Nanjiro! Are you sure you are not kidding me?"

"What's his name?"

"The third-generation owner of the Chiba Arena in Tokyo Chiba Family, his name is Chiba Masao, and he is sixteen years old this year!"

'Clang——'

In the dark night, a big hand holding a wine gourd slowly loosened its grip, and the wine gourd slid down the palm to the ground.

"Hey! What's that sound? Remember, you can't force the other party. I thought about it for a long time before telling you."

"Hey! Did you hear that?"

No one spoke. The only sound on the other end of the phone was the whistling wind.

Mifune Nyudo was stunned in place, speechless with shock!