Make up for your physical deficiencies.
"Yes!" Kamio nodded vigorously.
"It seems that everything is just as Kamishiro thought." Seeing this scene, Tachibana Yoshihei smiled with relief.
"We at Fudo Peak are getting stronger and stronger."
.......
"Well...Fuji Shusuke, it's our game next." Kamishiro Ai retracted his gaze and looked at Fuji Shusuke on Seigaku's side.
"He is actually playing alone against two people." Tezuka frowned tightly.
Why, Kamijiro?
Don't you want to compete with me now?
He grasped his elbow subconsciously.
"My injury has healed."
"Tezuka, I'm sorry, it seems that this precious opportunity today is mine." Fuji Shusuke looked at Tezuka with a smile and said.
"Well, be careful, Fuji, his tennis ball is very dangerous." Tezuka said in a deep voice.
"Of course." Fuji opened his eyes, his deep blue eyes fixed on Kamishiro Lan in the distance.
"Just standing there put a lot of pressure on me. He was such a strong opponent."
"It's even more exaggerated than I expected. Seigaku is completely vulnerable in front of Fudomine." In the audience, Mamoru Inoue was full of emotion.
No matter how bad Seigaku was, it produced a legend, Echizen Nanjiro.
Although the strength of Qingxue has been declining over the years, it is still easy for it to enter the Kanto competition, and it is still considered a strong school.
However, in front of Fudo Peak, too many flaws were exposed.
You know, Fudo Mine is training their troops, and even Qingxue can't resist them.
There is no suspense about the outcome of the next game.
There is no way Kamishiro Lan will lose.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Inoue Mamoru caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man in black monk's robe sneaking towards the stands.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Mr. Nanjiro, are you here to watch the game too?" He walked up to the monk and said.
“Eh hey hey?!” Nanjiro, who thought he was hiding perfectly, was instantly defeated. He fumbled and posed, saying in a weird accent, “I… I’m not Nanjiro.”
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