The Prince of Tennis

"What? Intramural football competition?" Kikumaru looked at the news in the classroom, and there was a spark in his eyes. "Is it a school-wide activity? I want to participate. I want to participate!"

"Well, yes." Buer nodded, and said, "And it's still not allowed to participate in the ball games of his club."

"That's great! I actually wanted to try it a long time ago, playing volleyball!" Kikumaru jumped up from his seat with a "scratch", and ran out of the classroom twice, leaving only his voice reverberating in place: "I'm going to form a partner with Dashi! Let them see what is going on with the golden combination of volleyball!"

"Oh, you're still too young." Buer smiled and shook his head, muttering to himself: "Isn't it shameful if I lose this kind of competition? I'll wait until the end to sign up."

"Basketball, football, baseball, volleyball, badminton, table tennis, and our club's tennis, what else do you have?" The Horio trio stood in front of the bulletin board where the registration form was posted, and looked at the crowded scene. Lang couldn't help saying: "There are so many items in the football skill competition!"

"Regardless of the class and school year, everyone can participate in their own name!" Horio, who is best at inquiring gossip, said with an air: "Moreover, you have to participate in the unexpected sports of your own club! How do you hear this news? Excited?"

"I've known this kind of thing a long time ago!" Horio was enjoying the treatment of Takuo, the first paparazzi in his youth school, but a female voice with a loud voice came next to him.The three turned their heads and looked, and saw Tomoka and Sakura standing beside him, Tomoka looked at Horio disdainfully and said, "Don't forget, we are in the same school! You gossip! "

"Pon... Tomoka..." Sakurano smiled bitterly and grabbed Tomoka who was about to spray for more than an hour. When Katsuhiro saw this, he hurriedly changed the subject and said, "I wonder what activities the seniors have participated in?"

"No matter what the project, the senior in our tennis club is definitely the strongest!" Horio raised his head as if his eyes were on the top of his head, and said proudly: "I was so excited that I couldn't sleep last night! In order to see what I have today For the competition, I specially ended my project early to cheer for the seniors!"

"Hmph, you lost because you were not strong enough." Tomoka slammed his mouth at the undecided Hong Yin when he was hit by a football on Horio's face, and then the four people around showed contempt at the same time.

"Hi!" In the indoor volleyball court, Kikumaru jumped up high, but turned around out of thin air. Taking advantage of this time difference, he delayed the time to hit the ball, and waited until the blocker had fallen down before he slapped the ball. Out and hit the opponent's backcourt.

"He actually..." The two defending players watched Kikumaru's light figure fall in amazement, and opened their mouths inconceivably, "A time lag attack was made by one person!"

"Bang!"

There was a clear impact on the wooden floor, and the referee followed with a whistle, shouting: "Twenty-four to 21!"

"Great, last point!" Called Dashi behind Kikumaru.The cooperation of the two is perfect. Although it is on the six-person volleyball court, the other four people even completely become a foil.Not to mention the opponent who has been played on the palm again and again.

"Hey!" Facing the opponent's raised ball, Kikumaru jumped high again.

"Senior Kikumaru is here!" The opponent on the other side looked at Kikumaru nervously and said, "Is it a time lag attack alone, or..."

"He didn't play! It was a time difference attack by one person!" Another defensive player saw that Kikumaru jumped to the highest point but still did not touch the ball, and hurriedly shouted: "Suzuki, ready!"

"Okay!" Suzuki's eyes condensed, staring at Kikumaru's movements, stepping back two steps to save the ball, "I will never let you score again this time!"

"Hey, see you next week!" Unexpectedly, Kikumaru didn't even touch the ball after turning over, and landed lightly on the ground, pointing at the poor and nervous two people opposite and blinking.

"Wow! It's amazing, it's like a moon volley!" The Horio trio and Tomoka duo who came to the volleyball court to watch the seniors' game couldn't help applauding in unison.

"Bang!" The ball landed.

"competition is over!"

"Damn it," Suzuki wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead and said unwillingly: "The cooperation of these two people is not lost to the serious volleyball team at all!"

"Are you still here?" The five people in the first grade were celebrating the victory of the senior in the tennis club. A gentle voice rang behind them suddenly, and Fuji stood behind them and laughed: "Agan and Aron their The baseball game is almost over, do you want to go see it together!"

"Ah! Really Fuji Senpai!" Horio covered his head in disappointment and shouted, "Take us to Fuji Senpai!"

"What? It's the second half of the ninth game now." Horio shouted disappointedly: "It's over soon!"

"However, it's just Aaron's turn to strike!" Fuji continued to watch the game with interest.

"Okay! Great! I'm going to hit a super home run!" Kawamura, who was holding the baseball bat, started to burn. He was so hot that no one would approach him within three feet of his body. "Great! Come on! Agan, I will definitely defeat you!"

"Huh, I have collected all the data on the previous four blows," Gan put on a glove and sneered while holding the baseball lightly: "This time, I will definitely let you strikeout!"

"Impossible, the information doesn't make any sense to me!" Kawamura's eyes seemed to be burning with two balls of flames, which were about to burn directly to the dry body.

"Really?" Gan smiled, arching down and preparing to throw the ball.He stared at Kawamura, who was standing in front of him, and said to his heart: "Kawamura's worst offense is the inside corner offensive, but judging from the pitches so far, he should have guessed that I will shoot like this, so if I shoot an outside corner at this time, win The odds should be relatively high."

"Hum!" Qian took a step forward, with a trace of firmness in his eyes, and said: "But this time, I want to decide the winner with an inside corner kick!"

With a "swish", the baseball in his hands was thrown!

"It's great, I've been waiting for you!" Kawamura couldn't help being even more excited when he saw the dried ball flying.Use all your energy to swing out the bat in your hand!

"Bang!"

"He hit it!" Horio exclaimed, "So much strength, if you hit with such a lot of strength, it's probably a home run!"

Dry smile, "Impossible." (To be continued.)