The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start

"That is! Qianshi, your tiger cannon?"

Nan Kentaro looked at Sengoku suspiciously, and he thought Sengoku could give him the answer.

"No! Although there is a shadow of a tiger cannon, it is not."

Qian Shi shook his head, although there was a shadow of a tiger cannon in the high toss before Qian Zhenzhi's high-speed serve, but Qian Zhenzhi's posture was completely different from his tiger cannon.

That was Gan Sadaharu's own tennis ball, the embryonic form of a waterfall.

boom!
The high-speed serve from a high place hit Hirota's feet hard, and Hirota's racket whipped out from the side, and instantly a huge impact was transmitted from the racket to his wrist.

"It's on the right!"

Gan Zhenzhi reacted in an instant, and stepped on his toes lightly towards the no-man's land on the right.

boom!
boom!
Under Gan Sadaharu's command, he and Yamato not only resisted the pressure from Hirota and Haoye, but also took time to fight back.

Boom!
"Game, Youth Academy, 30:0."

Gan Sadaharu and Yamato Yuda clashed. Although their cooperation was not as good as the other's tacit understanding, when Yamato handed himself over to Gan Sadaharu's command, the gap in cooperation between them has been smoothed out.

"This kind of tennis is really annoying."

Hirota smiled wryly, and Sadaharu reminded him of not-so-good memories.

"Let's do that too!"

Haoye wiped the sweat from his forehead, this round is almost over.

"no problem!"

Hirota nodded, this is a new trick they are planning to use for the national competition this year.

"Yamato-senpai, we have to be more careful! The other party seems to be about to use some amazing trick!"

Qian Zhenzhi reminded lightly, if the other party is not playing tricks!
"Okay! I understand!"

Yamato nodded, then frowned again, and the tingling pain from his left arm became more intense.

boom!
Qian Zhenzhi once again bent his knees and kicked the ground to jump into the air, tilted his arms and smashed down heavily, and the tennis ball shot out from his hand in an instant.

Haoye's body came to the point where the ball fell in an instant, and he raised his hand to hit the ball back to Qingxue's field steadily.

"What formation is that?"

"Dual Internet access? But that position is too far back."

"What the hell is Yamabuki doing?"

The subsequent actions of Hirota and Haoye made many people frown slightly, their formation was really strange.

The avant-garde retreated to the serving line, and the defender also stepped up to the serving line, and the two stood in a straight line.

"What formation is this!"

Hirota and Haoye's sudden change of formation also disrupted Qian Zhenzhi's layout. He had never seen this special formation before.

Thinking that the ball had come to him, Qian Zhenzhi had no choice but to make a tentative counterattack.

The straight-line through the ball hit the center of Hirota and Haoye, Gan Sadaharu wants to see who will be responsible for intercepting this ball.

"what!"

Qian Zhenzhi's eyes were fixed, and in his sight, the rackets in the hands of Hirota and Haoye were hanging down at their feet, and the handles crossed and the faces of the rackets overlapped.

Bang!
Both Hirota and Haoye exerted their strength at the same time, and the sound of this ball was also very different.

The tennis ball rubbed against the air, and there seemed to be a faint trace of sparks floating in the air, and it flew to Yamato's side in just a few breaths.

Stab it!

The ball directly pierced the racket intercepted by Yamato, and flew towards Gan Sadaharu behind him unabated.

"What a joke!"

Gan Zhenzhi's heart was full of alarm bells, the penetrating power of this ball was too strong.

Stab it!

Even though he was ready, the ball still pierced through the face of the racket in Gan Sadaharu's hand.

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School, 15:30."

Qian Zhenzhi raised the racket in his hand to his eyes, the black substance and gunpowder smoke remaining on the string made his pupils shrink slightly, this ball is so terrifyingly powerful.

"So strong! I didn't expect Hirota-senpai and Haoye-senpai to hide such tricks!"

Minami Kentaro was deeply shocked, he was stunned by Hirota and Haoye's joint attack.

This kind of thing is not so simple to do. Whenever the two of them work together, even if there is a slight deviation in the direction, it may affect the final result.

This is the perfect display of the tacit understanding between Hirota and Haoye.

Gan Sadaharu and Yamato Yuta walked down to the sidelines step by step, opened their tennis bags and returned to the court with a spare racket.

Before Chiharu Sadaharu could serve the ball, the racket in Yamato's hand suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Yamato-senpai? Are you okay?"

Gan Zhenzhi asked suspiciously.

"It's all right."

Yamato Yuda turned his head and forced a smile, then bent down to pick up his racket.Who would have thought that the tingling pain from his arm would suddenly intensify, and the bone marrow-like tingling made Yamato couldn't help but let go of his palm again.

pat!

The racket's fall again made everyone feel that something was wrong.

Long Qijin quickly called a timeout, and when he came to the court, Yamato's obviously white lips and dense sweat on his forehead made Long Qijin feel something was wrong.

"hiss!"

Ryuzaki Jin just touched Yamato's left arm lightly, which instantly aroused Yamato's strong reaction.

Now Ryuzaki Jin finally understood that Yamato's old arm injury had recurred!
Ryuzaki Jin has always been aware of Yamato's left arm injury, which is the sequelae left by Yamato's continuous high-intensity training in order to lead Qinggaku to the national competition.Yamato originally told her that he had recovered through rehabilitation, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Yamato, you can no longer fight!"

Long Qijin's old face was very serious, and the injury to his arm was undoubtedly fatal for a tennis player.

"It's okay coach, I can still play."

Yamato obviously doesn't want to give up, this match is very important to Qingxue, he doesn't want to push Qingxue off the cliff because of his own reasons.

He can give everything for Qingxue, just as he once told Tezuka.Although he didn't make much contribution to Qinggaku's tennis club, and he even lost to Tezuka as a minister, but if Qinggaku's tennis club needs him, he will definitely give his all for it.

"Referee, we forfeit this game!"

Tezuka pushed open the gate of the stadium and walked in. Although he was a first-year student, there was an irresistible power in his words.

"Tezuka."

Yamato wanted to say something, but Tezuka interrupted him roughly.

"Senior Yamato! Have you forgotten? We said that we would enter the national competition together, and now we have achieved it. If you are unable to participate in the national competition because of this competition, it will undoubtedly be extremely bad for us Qingxue Big loss."

Tezuka looked at Yamato Yudai and said calmly.

"That's right, Yamato-senpai, anyway, we've already got the tickets to the national competition, haven't we?"

"That's right, Yamato-senpai!"

The rest of Qingxue also tried to persuade them.

"Okay! There's no need to say any more, this game is up to Tezuka, we abstain!"

Long Qijin made a final decision and made a decision.Then she temporarily handed over the job of sideline coach to Tezuka, and took Yamato Yuda to the nearby Mihua Hospital.

The injury to Yamato's arm cannot be delayed, it must be treated immediately.

"What are you doing? It's anticlimactic!"

Hirota and Haoye heaved a sigh of relief. Although they won the game, they felt like they had punched the cotton. It was obvious that they were just about to exert their strength.