Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 165 The first battle, the sniper from the lion
Tokyo Metropolitan ARENA Tennis Hall.

An endless stream of people went up the side stairs in an orderly manner, and the auditorium was crowded.

In the venue, the organizer representative in suits and ties straightened his clothes, straightened his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and combed his hair with his fingers. Then he coughed twice in front of the microphone standing on the ground.

"The XXth World, the National Junior High School Tennis Championship National Competition..."

"Invite all school teams to come on stage!"

The man waved his hand, and the loud music sounded from the four corners of the hall. The audience sat upright and stuck their heads out, their eyes full of curiosity.

……

"Tokyo's Fudomine team enters!"

Along with the sound of the radio, Juxing walked out of the passage.

She put her hands on her chest, holding a white sign. Wearing a Fudomine blue school uniform and a white short skirt, her youthful and beautiful appearance became a dazzling sight in the venue.

Behind him is Yuki Satoru, who is leading the team. He is dressed in black, with a well-proportioned figure and a gentle and calm expression. When the team walks past the auditorium, the audience can clearly see his dark eyes, which are extremely confident and sharp.

This unique look attracted people's attention, and for a while, many people turned their heads in response to Fudong Peak's movement.

Under the leadership of Yuuki Satoru, everyone at Fudo Peak is full of energy. The momentum of the entire team is condensed together, as if they have been tempered for thousands of times and are indestructible. Especially Tachibana Yoshihei and Ibu Fukaji in the team, their extraordinary His temperament also attracted the attention of many people.

"Fudoho must win! Fudoho must win!"

"Dudu!"

In addition to the contestants, Fudoho's cheerleaders were all in place, with strips of colorful stickers on their faces, slogan boards and cheering sticks in their hands, and special cheering air horns in their mouths.

Feeling the warm atmosphere in the hall, Yuuki Satoru couldn't help but feel a bit heroic in his heart. He turned his head and looked into the fiery eyes of the Fudomine people, and slightly curved his mouth.

He raised his right hand to his eyes, clasped his five fingers tightly together, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"The champion of the national competition is determined by Fudofeng!"

This huge momentum caused the surrounding audience to pay attention.

"Is this Fudomine Middle School? I heard that I won runner-up in the Kanto Competition. It's really amazing!"

Off the field, among the Shishi Raku Middle School team that had not yet taken the field, Taimaru Daikichi pulled down the brim of his hat, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"You should seize the opportunity and show off your power now."

After all the teams entered the venue, a middle-aged man in suits and ties with a bald head smiled and held up a red pennant with gold thread woven inside and around the edges.

Everyone stared at the flag with burning eyes.

Because this flag itself represents the championship of the national competition team competition, which is the only purpose of their visit this time.

In this way, the national competition officially kicked off.

【come on! struggle! Lion Music Middle School is the strongest! 】

On Tennis Court No. 6, a banner with white characters on a red background was unfurled, and the school team flag of Shishi Le Middle School was dancing in the wind.

The main candidates who were preparing to participate in the competition all looked relaxed and could chat and laugh with each other before the competition.

"I didn't expect that Jujuping would be our opponent in the first game, haha, this would be the beginning of his failure."

Looking at Tachibana Ping not far away, a complicated look flashed across Takakura Keisuke's face.

"Tachibana Kihei and Chitose Chisato should have been the two pillars of Shishi Raku in the future, but it's a pity."

He quickly calmed down his inner emotions. Like the rest of the team, he didn't think there was a chance that Shishile would lose, but he still clapped his hands before the game as usual.

"Cheer up and work hard later, don't relax!"

On the high platform in the distance.

Fuji led everyone from Qingxue to appear here. Although they failed to enter the national competition, how could they miss this grand gathering of elites.

"People from Lion Music look really confident."

Gazing at the crowd wearing white and green striped uniforms, Gan Sadaharu raised his glasses with his fingers and said as if he meant something.

"This is a common thing."

After hearing what A Gan meant, Fuji said with his unique gentle smile on his face. He opened his eyes slightly and scanned the crowd at Shishile Middle School.

In fact, the tennis strength in the two major regions of Kansai and Kanto has always been uneven.

Before Rikkai University won the national championship last year, for a long time, the Kansai region had always been slightly ahead of the Kanto region.

Not to mention that Muzhiteng Middle School has won the national championship for two consecutive years, and the runner-up position has always been firmly occupied by Shishile Middle School.

In the Kansai region, there are two strong schools, Shitenhoji and Nagoya Seitoku, both of which are capable of competing for the top four in the country. In addition, Kuroshio Middle School and Rokurioka are also close behind, which can be said to be a gathering of strong schools.

Therefore, the competition in the Kansai Conference is always extremely fierce.

Among the schools in the Kanto region, except Rikkai University, it has been steadily reaching the top four in the country all year round.

Even Hyokui finally managed to break into the top four in the country only under the leadership of the minister named Ochi Gekko.

Therefore, in front of schools in the Kanto region, schools in the Kansai region will always have a slight sense of superiority.

only.
Fuji stood calmly in front of the railing, his eyes slightly narrowed and looking in the direction of Yuuki Satoru, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

Nothing in this world remains unchanged, and times have long since changed.

"Next year, Seigaku will also stand there and climb towards the top." Just when Fuji was deep in thought, Inui Sadaharu suddenly asked.

"By the way Fuji, has Tezuka contacted you? I think his injury should be almost healed."

Fuji smiled slightly when he heard Tezuka's name.

"Yes, it went very well.

However, according to the doctor's advice, in order to prevent the recurrence of the injury, Tezuka must complete hand muscle strengthening exercises before returning. "

Then, Fuji's eyes changed.

"Oh! Fudomine's game is about to begin."

On the court, the radio sounded.

"The first round of the match between Tokyo Fudomine Middle School and Kyushu Shiraku Middle School begins now!!"

As the referee's voice sounded, the surrounding spectators began to gather in this direction. After all, Rikkai University and Shitenhoji had a bye at the beginning.

As a rising star from Kanto, Fudomine faces off against Shiraku, a long-established school in Kansai.

The game hasn’t even started yet, but it’s already full of excitement.

"The first match, No. 3 singles! Ibu Fukaji from Fudomine Middle School versus Taimaru Daikichi from Shishigaku Middle School!"

Different from the previous Metropolitan Competition and Kanto Competition, the national competition adopts special rules and consists of singles and doubles interactively.

"Please give me more advice."

In front of the net, Itake Fukaji extended his right hand to greet the opponent in accordance with the etiquette on the court.

result.

Snapped!
Taimaru Daikichi smiled coldly and slapped the right hand extended by Ibu Shinji with disdain.

"I don't shake hands with weak people."

There was a hint of contempt in the corner of his eyes. There was really no one at Fudo Peak. Even the first-year brats were interested in the competition.

"You should think about how you can lose from me in a less embarrassing way!"

Taimaru Daikichi held the racket between his legs, put his hands in his trouser pockets, bent slightly and spat disdainfully at Ibu Fukaji, his provocation was beyond words.

Seeing this scene, Fuka Ibu slowly retracted his right hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Both sides guess it ends first.

“One set determines the outcome, Taimaru Daikichi’s serve!!”

The referee gave the order and the first game of the national competition officially started.

"Beat that brat, come on Taimaru!"

Off the field, members of Shishi Le Middle School raised their fists and shouted.

"I will handle it!"

Taimaru Daikichi said confidently to the sidelines, then slightly withdrew his eyes and refocused his attention on the game.

Although he looks very arrogant and arrogant, how many people who can reach the national competition are real fools?
"In the face of my provocation, this guy can still remain calm. It seems that this game will be much more interesting than imagined."

The eyes under the brim of the hat flickered slightly, Taimaru Daikichi thought to himself.

but
The palm of the hand pinches the tennis ball tightly, and the plush surface dents inward under the squeeze of the strong fingers, accompanied by the slight bending of the knees.

Whoa!

A spinning tennis ball rose into the air.

then.

Taimaru Daikichi's body swayed slightly, and a figure suddenly jumped up, and the white and green vertical striped uniforms rustled in the wind.

"Look at my bullet serve!"

With a low cry, Taimaru Daikichi stretched his body, aimed the racket in his hand at the spinning tennis ball and swung it hard.

Bang!
There was an explosion like a bullet coming out of a barrel, and the tennis ball quickly broke through the air with a hint of strong energy, aiming at Itake Fukaji's right half.

"It's a very fast serve, not much slower than Hyoutifou-san's serve in the Kanto Tournament."

Outside the court, Kamio Akira's eyes lit up. The strength of Shishi Raku Middle School was not as bad as Deputy Minister Tachibana said.

Tread!

Itake Fukaji's expression was calm, the toes of his right foot were slightly on the ground, and his body quickly moved towards the tennis ball.

Bang!
From bottom to top, swing the racket with your forehand.

He frowned slightly. The moment the racket surface came into contact with the tennis ball, not only did a heavy force come from the racket, but there was also a special spiral force interfering with his swing.

"Did you notice it?"

Seeing Itake Fukaji's slightly stagnant movements, Taimaru Daikichi raised a confident smile on his lips.

His bullet delivery is not only fast, but the high-speed rotation of the bullet when it comes out of the barrel is the real secret of this move.

(End of this chapter)