I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

"No need to apologize."

Fuji shook his head and said, "Your last shot made me realize my shortcomings."

Done.

The genius of Qingxue turned and left.

It can be seen that he is not willing to fail. But Ishikawa's last shot indeed allowed him to see the true top-level tennis in the country.

Looking at Fuji's back, Ishikawa secretly guessed that after the Metropolitan Games, this genius of Seigaku might develop at a speed far beyond the original work.

"Interesting, so interesting."

Nanjiro, who had watched all the finals, said with a smile: "The Tokyo competition is so exciting, the Kanto competition and the national competition will definitely be more interesting, right?"

He secretly made a comparison in his mind.

Among all the players, except for Ishikawa who has not yet displayed his full strength, the other junior high school students, including his son Echizen, still have a big gap with those in the real first echelon of Europe and the United States.

but.

Just like Nanjiro's expectations for Echizen.

These junior high school students are also at a stage of rapid improvement in strength and experience. Give them a certain amount of time, and the levels they can reach in the future will be limitless!

"Tsk, tsk."

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and with an ice cream retail box hanging on his chest smiled even more.

"What's going on with this guy?"

Zhi looked at the middle-aged man next to her with a lewd smile on his face with disgust.

"Nan, Mr. Nanjiro."

Inoue also felt that Nanjiro's smile was a bit exaggerated. He thought for a while and then asked: "Are you thinking of something happy?"

"hey-hey."

Hearing this, Nanjiro adjusted his sunglasses and said with a smile: "I'm thinking about how an old guy I know would react if he stole some of his treasures from his house!"

"Forehead."

Inoue and Zhi looked at each other and saw the confusion in the other's eyes.

Obviously.

They didn't understand what the other person was saying.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Ignoring the strange reactions of the two people, Nanjiro waved his hand, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

With the finals over.

The lively and tense atmosphere of the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition was diluted a lot.

However, there are also other eliminated top eight teams, making final preparations for the last ticket to Kanto.

among them.

What attracted the most attention was undoubtedly the duel between Fudoho, who was eliminated by Hyotei, and Saint Rudolf, who was eliminated by Seigaku.

Both parties did live up to expectations.

It was very easy to defeat their respective opponents.

In the final battle, Fudomine was even better, defeating St. Rudolf with a score of three to one and winning the last ticket to the Kanto Tournament in the Tokyo area.

"Is this national-level strength?"

Inside the stadium.

Looking at Tachibana who turned and left, Guanyue finally realized how ridiculous it was that he had previously believed that Fuji, in a serious state, could turn the situation around and defeat Ishikawa.

Because he himself could not last more than fifteen minutes in the hands of normal Tachibana.

But the newcomer of the Ice Emperor, Ishikawa, defeated the Kyushu lion in an almost crushing manner.

"so."

Thinking of everyone's performance in several games, Guan Yue had an extremely terrifying thought in his mind.

That Ishikawa, I am afraid that when the last ball was the winner, it may not be his full strength!

"The Ice Emperor in this state."

Thinking of the minister Atobe who had not yet appeared on the stage, Kanyue suddenly felt that the upcoming Kanto Tournament in half a month would probably cause a terrible bloody storm.

The status of the powerful team that has won two consecutive championships in the country may even be shaken!

Bang!

Around the end of the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition finals, Yokohama City, Kanagawa Prefecture.

A sports park in the city.

Center tennis court.

As the curly-haired boy hit a powerful smash, the referee's voice rang out: "The game is over, Rikkai Ohkihara wins, the score is 6-0!"

"huhuhuhu"

Opposite Kirihara.

An orange-haired boy wearing a tennis cap, with his hands on his knees, gasping for breath.

"Ruo Ren, he didn't even get a single point?"

In the team on one side of the field.

The twin boys, who looked exactly the same, said with shock on their faces: "Isn't Tatekai Daiya too strong?!"

"This is the king who rules the country!"

In the coaching position.

The red-haired woman in a white coat, necklace and glasses was shocked, but a hint of unwillingness flashed in her eyes: "If I could find a player with better talent, Cheng Cheng Shonan would never have suffered such a humiliating defeat!"

"cut."

The Rikkai team member who defeated his opponent whistled disdainfully: "These opponents in the prefectural competition are too weak. I wonder if the Kanto competition can allow me to have a little fun."

"There is a Ice King in the Kanto Tournament."

At the side of the court, a brown-haired boy with his eyes slightly closed nodded and said, "I heard that they have a very powerful new player joining this year. He may become our strong opponent in this year's Kanto Tournament!"

"Hye Emperor?"

The curly-haired boy secretly made a note of this school in his mind: "If there is a chance, I can compete with their main candidate. If I remember correctly, their director Atobe seems to be at the national level!"

"All right!"

At this time.

The purple-haired boy sitting in the coach's seat and wearing a coat stood up and nodded to the woman next to him, "Coach Huacun, today's game ends here. Thank you to everyone from Chengcheng Shonan."

Done.

Under his leadership.

Including the curly-haired boy who had acted so arrogant just now, they did not dare to act out of line at this moment. They all followed him and left the court.

"The president of Rikkai University, the son of God in the national junior high school tennis field, Yukimura Seiichi!"

Looking at the other person's back.

A fiery look flashed in the eyes of the woman, namely, the coach of Shonan Johsei, Aoi Hanamura.

How she wished she could have a player as talented as the other one as a teammate.

"Such a genius, after my training, will surely become the most perfect work in the world!"

pity.

This is just wishful thinking after all.

With deep regret, Hanamura led the dejected Shonan Johsei team members away.

Chiba Prefecture.

Chiba City.

In a sports park.

The competition also entered the final stage.

However, compared to the more intense Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, the style here is a little bland.

Snapped!

finally.

As the bald boy in a red short-sleeved shirt hit a killer touch-net shot, the referee said, "The game is over. Rokkaku Nakakui wins, 6-1!"

"As expected of Kentaro!"

"Yes, our new minister is really strong!"

"Hey, stop talking, Kentaro will blush soon."

Off the field.

A group of teenagers in colorful clothes were laughing and teasing the teenagers on the court.

"have to say."

Outside the court, a handsome boy with light blue hair said with a smile: "With Kentaro's current strength, he is indeed qualified for the position of the captain!"

Saeki Torajiro.

14 is old.

Deputy Director of the Tennis Club of Liujiao Middle School.

According to the previous rules, he should have been the successor to the position of the club leader. However, when their coach saw the new boy, he directly appointed him as the club leader.

but.