LIGHTNOVELONLINE The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start
Chapter 122
The NO.15 stadium is next door to the NO.16 stadium.
This bottom court, which was not paid much attention to at first, has attracted many people to watch the game at the moment.
Watch today's shuffle battle between NO.16 and NO.15 stadiums.
The No.16 and No.15 stadiums have never seen such a big scene. Normally, even shuffling battles are rarely arranged in these two stadiums.
It seems like two abandoned stadiums.
Two transparent courts.
They are also very self-aware and know their own weight.
Rarely cause trouble, just want to be able to stay in the U-17 training camp safely.
After all, when they were selected in the first place, they were also the pride and elite players of their respective schools.
How embarrassing it would be to be eliminated by the U-17 training camp and returned.
So what they say is to survive in this NO.16NO.15 stadium.
When the protagonist appeared on the stage, everyone in the NO.16 stadium was shocked.
Isn't this the rookie who was brought to their NO.16 court by Coach Kurobe himself yesterday!
The leader of the NO.16 stadium had envious eyes in his eyes.
He knew that Kimura must be a talent that the coaching staff was very optimistic about, that's why he was scheduled for a shuffle match the next day.
For Secretary Kimura, the NO.16 course is just his starting point and definitely not his end point.
When Oni Jujiro, Tanejima Shuji and Irie Kanata came to the NO.15 stadium, they were a little surprised to see the crowds around them.
"It looks like the training camp is going to be lively!"
Shuji Taneshima said with a smirk.
The last time this training camp was so lively was when Ochi Moonlight went all the way from court No. [-] to the first team.
The waves caused by Ochi Moonlight that time were much bigger than now.
The training camp, which had been silent for a long time, became lively again, but what did it have to do with him.
As a melon eater, he naturally hoped that the more ripe the melon, the better.
Irie Kanata's baby had a slight smile on his face. He definitely thought this was an excellent opportunity to test Kimura's strength.
He had a premonition that this was another raptor about to cross the river.
And it is most likely a juvenile raptor crossing the river.
The physical differences are on display when Tsukasa Kimura and his rival Edogawa Ryuyuki stand across the court.
Although Kimura Tsukasa is already considered tall among junior high school students, he is still a bit inferior to Edogawa Yiliu, who is in the third year of high school.
Not to mention the huge size of Edogawa Ryuyuki.
The comparison between the two immediately pales in comparison.
Kimura Tsukasa is a very unfamiliar player to Edogawa Yuyu, but just looking at the figures of the two of them, he let go of the hanging heart.
The guy in front of him looked like a brat who hadn't even grown his hair yet.
"Little ghost, I will definitely take good care of you later!"
Edogawa Ryu showed a very cruel smile, and the hand that was clasped with Kimura Tsukasa suddenly tightened.
He wanted to give the brat in front of him a blow.
"what!"
But soon Edogawa first-class felt a tingling pain coming from his hand, he subconsciously wanted to pull away his right hand, but his right hand seemed to be pinched by iron pliers and could not move.
A cold sweat flowed out, and the pain made Edogawa Ryuyu want to yell loudly.
But he abruptly held back.
Now that there are so many people around here, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he cried out for pain?
"Ah"
There was a smile on the corner of Kimura Division's mouth, he was not a kind stubble who would accept everything.
He would not be polite if he wanted to show him off.
Finally, when Tsukasa Kimura let go of his hand, Edogawa rubbed his right hand on his waist and abdomen.
It really hurts me to death.
"The match begins, a one-set decision, Edogawa's first-class serve!"
Naturally, there are full-time referees in the training camp, and they are all professional.
Not only that, but there were also a lot of black-clothed referees playing with Hawkeye and computers, which made many people pay more attention.
Even the shuffling battles in those stadiums with higher rankings may not necessarily have such a battle.
Obviously there was something unusual about this game, and it must have something to do with the newcomer.
With great difficulty, the tingling pain in his right hand disappeared, and Edogawa Ryoyuki had a slightly angry look on his face.
This kid is really looking for death!
scoff~~~
Edogawa's first-class left hand pressed tightly against the fluffy surface of the tennis ball, and he wanted to show this kid some color.
"Magnon bomb!"
After throwing the ball, Edogawa Ryoyu swings his racket and hits the high point of the tennis ball quickly. The tennis ball shoots out like a bullet trying to penetrate everything in front of him.
Kimura Division nodded slightly, the high school students really are high school students.
Even the bottom high school students in this U-17 training camp have a pretty good level, at least compared with the average level of junior high school students.
But it is still too far behind him.
Ancient martial arts - short Ge!
Kimura Division, who opened his posture, immediately attracted the attention of many people at the scene. They had never seen this kind of quoting action before.
boom!
There was a bang, and a wave of air split the air and hit the ground. The bounced tennis ball flew out of the court along Edogawa's cheek like a thunder.
"Game, Secretary Kimura, 15:0."
Kimura directly returned the ball and scored, and the scene immediately fell into silence.
Everyone was shocked by Kimura Division's fierce counterattack.
Although Edogawa's first-class strength is also the last in the entire training camp, he is also a player who is good at serving.
His Magnum serve might not look so good to some top-ranked players, but it is still a threat to most players on most courses.
Many people's faces darkened, and it was exactly what they thought.
This newcomer must be a helper that the Byodoin Institute found somewhere, in order to squeeze out one more of their seniors who were in the first army.
It took a long while for Edogawa to recover.
"Coincidence! It must be a coincidence!"
He didn't believe that a kid could beat back his trick so easily.
After switching to the left serve line, Edogawa Izumi threw the ball again.
"Magnon bomb!"
This time his strength was heavier, and the speed, power and penetration of this ball were stronger than the previous one.
After the serve, Edogawa Yiliu looked at the opposite side with a hint of expectation. He believed that the kid on the other side would not be able to catch this ball.
However.
Kimura Si drew forward, his gaze as sharp as a sword.
His counterattack arrived as soon as the tennis ball bounced.
Super Half Volley!
boom!
It's the same script again.
A ray of yellow light flashed across Edogawa's cheek, and the wind pressure brought by it made the hairs all over Edogawa's body stand on end.
"Game, Secretary Kimura, 30:0."
The ruthless voice of the referee rang in Edogawa Ryoyu's ears.
"How is this possible!"
Edogawa's eyes were instantly slackened, and his heart was easily defeated by Kimura Division.
A player like him who is willing to hide at the bottom will soon be broken up once his heart is crushed.
This is the mediocrity of mediocrity.
This bottom court, which was not paid much attention to at first, has attracted many people to watch the game at the moment.
Watch today's shuffle battle between NO.16 and NO.15 stadiums.
The No.16 and No.15 stadiums have never seen such a big scene. Normally, even shuffling battles are rarely arranged in these two stadiums.
It seems like two abandoned stadiums.
Two transparent courts.
They are also very self-aware and know their own weight.
Rarely cause trouble, just want to be able to stay in the U-17 training camp safely.
After all, when they were selected in the first place, they were also the pride and elite players of their respective schools.
How embarrassing it would be to be eliminated by the U-17 training camp and returned.
So what they say is to survive in this NO.16NO.15 stadium.
When the protagonist appeared on the stage, everyone in the NO.16 stadium was shocked.
Isn't this the rookie who was brought to their NO.16 court by Coach Kurobe himself yesterday!
The leader of the NO.16 stadium had envious eyes in his eyes.
He knew that Kimura must be a talent that the coaching staff was very optimistic about, that's why he was scheduled for a shuffle match the next day.
For Secretary Kimura, the NO.16 course is just his starting point and definitely not his end point.
When Oni Jujiro, Tanejima Shuji and Irie Kanata came to the NO.15 stadium, they were a little surprised to see the crowds around them.
"It looks like the training camp is going to be lively!"
Shuji Taneshima said with a smirk.
The last time this training camp was so lively was when Ochi Moonlight went all the way from court No. [-] to the first team.
The waves caused by Ochi Moonlight that time were much bigger than now.
The training camp, which had been silent for a long time, became lively again, but what did it have to do with him.
As a melon eater, he naturally hoped that the more ripe the melon, the better.
Irie Kanata's baby had a slight smile on his face. He definitely thought this was an excellent opportunity to test Kimura's strength.
He had a premonition that this was another raptor about to cross the river.
And it is most likely a juvenile raptor crossing the river.
The physical differences are on display when Tsukasa Kimura and his rival Edogawa Ryuyuki stand across the court.
Although Kimura Tsukasa is already considered tall among junior high school students, he is still a bit inferior to Edogawa Yiliu, who is in the third year of high school.
Not to mention the huge size of Edogawa Ryuyuki.
The comparison between the two immediately pales in comparison.
Kimura Tsukasa is a very unfamiliar player to Edogawa Yuyu, but just looking at the figures of the two of them, he let go of the hanging heart.
The guy in front of him looked like a brat who hadn't even grown his hair yet.
"Little ghost, I will definitely take good care of you later!"
Edogawa Ryu showed a very cruel smile, and the hand that was clasped with Kimura Tsukasa suddenly tightened.
He wanted to give the brat in front of him a blow.
"what!"
But soon Edogawa first-class felt a tingling pain coming from his hand, he subconsciously wanted to pull away his right hand, but his right hand seemed to be pinched by iron pliers and could not move.
A cold sweat flowed out, and the pain made Edogawa Ryuyu want to yell loudly.
But he abruptly held back.
Now that there are so many people around here, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he cried out for pain?
"Ah"
There was a smile on the corner of Kimura Division's mouth, he was not a kind stubble who would accept everything.
He would not be polite if he wanted to show him off.
Finally, when Tsukasa Kimura let go of his hand, Edogawa rubbed his right hand on his waist and abdomen.
It really hurts me to death.
"The match begins, a one-set decision, Edogawa's first-class serve!"
Naturally, there are full-time referees in the training camp, and they are all professional.
Not only that, but there were also a lot of black-clothed referees playing with Hawkeye and computers, which made many people pay more attention.
Even the shuffling battles in those stadiums with higher rankings may not necessarily have such a battle.
Obviously there was something unusual about this game, and it must have something to do with the newcomer.
With great difficulty, the tingling pain in his right hand disappeared, and Edogawa Ryoyuki had a slightly angry look on his face.
This kid is really looking for death!
scoff~~~
Edogawa's first-class left hand pressed tightly against the fluffy surface of the tennis ball, and he wanted to show this kid some color.
"Magnon bomb!"
After throwing the ball, Edogawa Ryoyu swings his racket and hits the high point of the tennis ball quickly. The tennis ball shoots out like a bullet trying to penetrate everything in front of him.
Kimura Division nodded slightly, the high school students really are high school students.
Even the bottom high school students in this U-17 training camp have a pretty good level, at least compared with the average level of junior high school students.
But it is still too far behind him.
Ancient martial arts - short Ge!
Kimura Division, who opened his posture, immediately attracted the attention of many people at the scene. They had never seen this kind of quoting action before.
boom!
There was a bang, and a wave of air split the air and hit the ground. The bounced tennis ball flew out of the court along Edogawa's cheek like a thunder.
"Game, Secretary Kimura, 15:0."
Kimura directly returned the ball and scored, and the scene immediately fell into silence.
Everyone was shocked by Kimura Division's fierce counterattack.
Although Edogawa's first-class strength is also the last in the entire training camp, he is also a player who is good at serving.
His Magnum serve might not look so good to some top-ranked players, but it is still a threat to most players on most courses.
Many people's faces darkened, and it was exactly what they thought.
This newcomer must be a helper that the Byodoin Institute found somewhere, in order to squeeze out one more of their seniors who were in the first army.
It took a long while for Edogawa to recover.
"Coincidence! It must be a coincidence!"
He didn't believe that a kid could beat back his trick so easily.
After switching to the left serve line, Edogawa Izumi threw the ball again.
"Magnon bomb!"
This time his strength was heavier, and the speed, power and penetration of this ball were stronger than the previous one.
After the serve, Edogawa Yiliu looked at the opposite side with a hint of expectation. He believed that the kid on the other side would not be able to catch this ball.
However.
Kimura Si drew forward, his gaze as sharp as a sword.
His counterattack arrived as soon as the tennis ball bounced.
Super Half Volley!
boom!
It's the same script again.
A ray of yellow light flashed across Edogawa's cheek, and the wind pressure brought by it made the hairs all over Edogawa's body stand on end.
"Game, Secretary Kimura, 30:0."
The ruthless voice of the referee rang in Edogawa Ryoyu's ears.
"How is this possible!"
Edogawa's eyes were instantly slackened, and his heart was easily defeated by Kimura Division.
A player like him who is willing to hide at the bottom will soon be broken up once his heart is crushed.
This is the mediocrity of mediocrity.
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