Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 108: Son of God in the Flesh, Sanada's 881 Nights

Followed by.

Mifunerudo ignored Yamato Yuta who was walking down the mountain, and looked directly at Nakagawa Naikaomichi.

"You won't do anything like this, will you?"

"If you have any, please tell me as soon as possible, so as not to embarrass me."

Hear the words.

"All I wanted was to defeat that guy."

Nakagawa Naoichi replied expressionlessly.

Then walked towards the court.

at the same time.

Yukimura Seiichi, who had just finished warming up, picked up his racket and walked to the other side of the court.

Watch this scene.

Here are the people from Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

"It seems that you are still angry with Yamato-senpai."

"I really don't know how strong Yukimura will be in this state."

Niou Masaharu quickly stood up from beside Kirihara Akaya and said as he put away the marker.

"Don't show that expectant look."

"He'll turn into a perverted fox."

"Also, please stop cutting the original painting. The whole face is almost turning into charcoal..."

Yagyu Hiroshi on the side reminded helplessly.

Although he also wanted to see how terrifying an angry Yukimura Seiichi was.

But saying something like that is simply asking for trouble.

"Yukimura isn't the type to play tennis with emotion."

At this moment.

Genichirō Sanada said softly.

If the other person is really that kind of person.

When I first fell ill, I was already mentally broken.

After all, Guillain-Barré syndrome is also known as acute idiopathic polyneuritis or symmetrical polyradiculitis.

Even if the surgery cured it.

Then there is a high probability that I will not be able to play tennis.

"So, Sanada-senpai, how many balls do you think Yukimura-senpai will need to end the game?"

Beichuan, who had just returned here, heard what the other party said.

He asked with a slight smile.

"..."

Genichirō Sanada remained silent.

He can't predict the future.

How is it possible to know how many balls there are?

Just the next moment.

"Every time you score a point, it has to last for at least three hundred balls."

With a smile, Yanagi Renji gave a rough range.

Yukimura Seiichi's weakness lies in his physical fitness.

Previously, due to illness and mental tennis, I lacked the ability to exercise my body.

But as time went by.

This shortcoming is being improved at a visible level.

Moreover, the reason why Yukimura Seiichi was arranged by Yanagi Renji to play against Nakagawa Naigaimichi was because of this.

This was also because Maori Jusaburo had previously described the opponent as a "tennis robot that shocked the world and made ghosts cry."

In other words.

Yukimura Seiichi just wanted to see how far his endurance had come.

"..."

Genichirō Sanada's eyes flickered slightly.

The sense of urgency in my heart grew stronger.

Then took a few deep breaths.

He looked at Beichuan, his eyes conveying some thoughts.

"Eighty-eight thousand a night."

"Yeah, US dollars!"

"If you can't pay, then just work in exchange for it like Kirihara-senpai did."

However, in response to his eye contact, Beichuan said a few incomprehensible words.

"it is good!"

Without the slightest hesitation.

Genichirō Sanada nodded in agreement.

"What do you mean 88,000 a night?"

"Sanada, what are you doing?"

Kirihara Akaya, who finally woke up, stood up in a daze and appeared behind Sanada Genichirō.

Followed by.

After the brain is successfully opened.

His eyes suddenly opened wide.

An expression of disbelief on his face.

Boom!

"Nio, take him down the mountain to wash his face."

"You're pretending to be a ghost in broad daylight?"

Before he could speak again.

Genichirō Sanada suppressed him with his iron fist.

At the same time, Niou Masaharu, who was laughing on the side, did not escape the joint punishment.

"puff......"

then.

The two men went down the mountain to wash their faces in shame amidst a burst of suppressed laughter.

Well, the reason why I arranged for Niou Masaharu to follow was because I was worried that Kirihara Akaya, who was bad at finding his way, would get lost.

And right now.

"End of the game."

"Nakagawa kid serves."

"Game start!"

After taking a look at Kirihara Akaya and the others, Mifune Nyudo spoke loudly.

The words fell.

"It's about to begin~"

Nakagawa Naigao said in a deep voice.

Then he threw the tennis ball up and served it quickly.

boom!

After the sound of the racket hitting the tennis ball.

A streak of light suddenly appeared on the court.

"Please give me more guidance, Senior Zhonghe."

While saying this politely, Yukimura Seiichi appeared in the instant where the tennis ball would land.

boom!

In a flash, he successfully counterattacked.

This also opened the curtain for the continuous confrontation between the two.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound of tennis balls hitting rackets echoed over the cliff.

Countless birds that were lingering on the surrounding branches flew away.

"Not bad~"

"But, that was just a warm-up."

After more than 200 balls.

Nakagawa Naigaimichi said this with great appreciation.

At the same time, the speed, force and rotation of the tennis ball began to increase.

"Senior, please don't let me down."

As his eyes were fixed on the tennis ball, Yukimura Seiichi appeared again at the spot where the tennis ball landed, swinging his racket and speaking with a smile.

The whole person seemed to be getting more and more excited.

If the previous Yukimura Seiichi seemed gentle and elegant.

At this time, he was even more wild.

Of course.

This also means that the game will be very long.

......

And at the same time.

Neon U-17 training camp, inside the monitoring room.

"Two colleagues."

"The International Tennis Federation has sent a notification regarding this year's U-17 World Cup."

"Apart from the expected incident, everything else is not much different from previous years."

Kurobe Yukio, who had just returned from the Neon Tennis Association, handed the received notice to Saito Shi and Takushi Ryuji respectively.

"There's not much time left before the expedition."

"Looks like we have to call the ghosts back."

Looking at the notice in his hand, Saito Zhi couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously, he was worried about how Mifune Nyudo's training had progressed during this period.

"Do not worry."

"The leader knows the importance of this."

"If he really wanted to be partial, he would have arranged for those players on the Cliff of Heart to go find the Eagle."

"As for the other demons, Mori Jusaburo and the others, let's just make the best of it."

"Whether they are hopeless or not depends on themselves."

Kurobe Yukio glanced at Saito Susumu.

As if he could see through the other person's worries, he spoke calmly.

"It can only be the."

"I'll contact the team leader right away."

Nodding, Saito Zhi took out his cell phone and made a call.

Unfortunately.

Mifunerudo had been walking in the forest for more than ten days, so it would be a miracle if his cell phone still had battery.

After a few beeps, the sound of a shutdown reminder came.

"..."

"It seems I have to go there myself."

With a helpless sigh, Saito Zhi was about to get up and leave.

"Let Byodoin go."

"Even though I'm the leader, I still have to deal with the bad guys..."