"Mr. Nanjiro, do you want to see Ryoma's performance? But unfortunately, Ryoma did not make a move today, and his opponent gave up." Inoue Mamoru said with a smile.
Mamoru Inoue is a huge fan of Echizen Nanjiro, and is confident that he can recognize Nanjiro at a glance even if he wears women's clothing.
Knowing that his identity had been revealed, Nanjiro stopped pretending.
"Ahem, Longma still needs some experience. It's a pity that he can't take action."
As he spoke, his eyes kept looking at Shen Dai Lan in the field.
"It seems that Mr. Nanjiro is very interested in Kamishiro Aoi." Inoue Mamoru was quite surprised when he noticed all this: "Does Mr. Nanjiro know Kamishiro Aoi?"
"Ahem, that young man is pretty good, he has quite a lot of talent."
Nanjiro's words were like an earthquake in Inoue Mamoru's heart.
How strong is Nanjiro?
He is at the top of tennis and defeated the world's second-ranked player 6-0.
Such an existence actually gave Kamishiro Lan a good evaluation.
It's really hard to imagine.
......
"Next up is the match of the genius Fuji Shusuke from Seigaku. I remember that Fuji Shusuke seems to be quite strong."
"Well, it seems OK. The triple counterattack is quite impressive."
The Rikkai University side obviously did not take Fuji seriously.
"Fuji versus Kamishiro, oh, it looks like the genius of Seigaku is about to fall." Hyotei's Atobe curled his hair, looking gloating.
.......
"Click." Kamishiro Lan opened her tennis bag and took out her tennis racket.
The tennis racket was normal this time.
This scene made Qingxue feel relieved.
If Kamishiro Lan defeats Fuji with the cross shot, then Seigaku will really become the most humiliating background board.
However, they found nothing.
They had already concluded in their hearts that Bu Er had no chance of winning this game.
.......
In the first game, Kamishiro Ai served.
"Snap." The whole stadium was silent, with only the sound of Kamishiro Lan hitting the ball.
The score is now 2:1. As long as they win this game, Fudomine will be the regional champion.
On one side is the mysterious Fudomine Minister, and on the other side is the genius of Seigaku.
This is a battle of focus.
"Swish." When the tennis ball was thrown up, Kamishiro Lan bent his knees, jumped up, and slammed the racket down.
This is the perfect posture.
"Swoosh!" The tennis ball turned into a yellow light and instantly penetrated half the court.
"I see it!" Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes and stared at the oncoming tennis ball. When the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced back, he raised his arm and swung the racket.
"This kind of power doesn't seem like a ball hit by a national-level player." When the power was fed back to the racket, Bu Er's brows subconsciously frowned.
"Are you testing me?" Bu Er suddenly felt a little funny.
Once upon a time, I, who always liked to hide my strength, was actually looked down upon by others.
Fate is really a teasing thing.
After returning the ball, Fuji immediately ran towards the net.
"Huh? He went to the net immediately after counterattacking. He's so aggressive?" The fighting spirit that Fuji Shusuke burst out was something Kamishiro Lan had never expected.
Obviously, Fuji Shusuke wanted to quickly increase the tempo and force Kamishiro Lan to use more strength.
Fuji, who has always been good at hiding himself, took the start quite seriously, which made Kamishiro Lan quite satisfied.
"Maybe I can have more fun." Kamishiro Lan thought to himself, but his hands did not stop moving.
With a twist of the wrist, the original hitting posture was changed to one with the racket face facing upwards, and a high lob was hit effortlessly.
"He reacts so quickly. He adjusts the racket's posture in an instant and is able to complete a high-quality lob." Yanagi Renji pondered and quickly took notes.
At the same time, Gan was also taking notes. The two of them seemed to have some kind of connection and looked at each other.
"professor."
"PhD."
After a passionate soliloquy, the two continued to write furiously.
"Did he see through my intention?" Looking at the tennis ball high in the sky, Fuji ran backwards helplessly, while thinking quickly about the next countermeasures in his mind.
Kamishiro Lan, let me see what you are hiding.
Fuji Shusuke ran to the landing point before the tennis ball hit the ground, exerted force with his left foot on the ground, twisted his body, and hit the tennis ball fiercely when it bounced off the ground.
A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the net. Kamishiro Ai had already reached the net in advance, and when the tennis ball just passed the net, he hit it hard with the tennis racket in his right hand.
"Bang!" A thunderous explosion sounded in the first half of Bu Er's game.
"15-0."
"As expected, we can't underestimate him. As long as he relaxes, he will be exploited and score." Fuji's blue eyes stared at Kamishiro Lan.
"The genius of Seigaku, Fuji Shusuke." Kamishiro Lan stood back at the serving position with a calm expression: "I advise you not to hold back, otherwise you will lose miserably."
"What a terrifying feeling of oppression." Fuji subconsciously clenched his racket and thought to himself, "Tezuka, is this the opponent you long to fight?"
Looking at Fuji who was in a ready posture with a serious face, Kamishiro Lan gently hit the tennis ball.
"Bang!" The tennis ball quickly went towards Fuji's half of the court.
"Neither strength nor speed is outstanding, is this the strength of Minister Fudomine?" Several regular players on Hyotei's side looked confused.
However, the people on Rikkai University looked solemn. They had seen the power of the Hollow with their own eyes, and they did not think that Kamishiro Lan's ability was limited.
"Thump, tap, tap." Bu Er took a step and pulled his arms gently.
“Whoosh.”
The tennis ball immediately headed towards Kamishiro Ai's half of the court with a special spin.
"Is it like a forehand slice? What a weird position."
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