The Prince of Tennis

"No, Tezuka really..." Kawamura's voice contained incredibleness, and Taishan Bing and the present were nothing more than that.ΩΩ If someone told him before this, a first-year kid can completely control Tezuka, even with his simple and honest character, he would inevitably curse.But now the facts are in front of him, and he can't help but believe it.

"However, it is only limited to containment." Fujimi smiled: "Tezuka really can't move, but if he wants to make such a rotation, Fujimine can only keep the compass circle around. If it's just such a monotonous fight, Tezuka, who has more experience and strength, will win even more."

"Yeah!" Tezuka groaned in his throat and waved the ball back steadily.He had already settled his mind from the initial surprise, as Fujimi said, although he was nailed to the spot by Fujimine's magical rotation.But it is difficult for Fujimine to make bigger moves. If every ball is received, Tezuka doesn't think he will lose to Fujimine.

"Boo!"

"This game was won by Tezuka, the score is 1 to 1!" Tezuka's ball flew to Fujimine obediently, but Fujimine actually had a smile on his face, put down his raised hand and let it go. The ball popped out of the boundary after it landed.Although Dashi was surprised, Bing Gong reported his score.

"Huh?" Tezuka looked at Fujimine's movements and was a little surprised. Although he had completely waved his strength, he didn't think there was any way to forcefully break Fujimine when he was fully restrained by the compass. The defense made him unable to catch his ball.

"Wait first, I'll be promoted, and I'll fight with you when I come back." Fujimine touched his head and smiled apologetically. He threw down the sign and walked to the bench next to the court to sit down and put his head down. There was something in the racket bag on the ground.

"Oh? What do you say you are doing?" When he was so serious, he suddenly stopped and said to be promoted. What did this guy think of the match with Captain Tezuka!Everyone on the sidelines rolled their eyes together, and had the urge to go up to the peak.

"Fujimine, you young people, have ideas. This is very good, and it is understandable in organization! But, pay attention to this, but the tone is very serious!" Dashi said on the chair, using one Fujimine’s former unit secretary said: “Young man, don’t always think about making big news, ah, I’m not a journalist...”

"I am I am!"

"Nima, who, tear down Lao Na's platform?" The monk head Dashi was unusually angry, roared, and suddenly turned his head, almost dragging himself off the chair with great strength, only to see a pretty student standing on the sidelines. The short woman with a camera in her hand is smiling and greeting Dashi, "Hi, Dashi, do you need a journalist?"

"Miss Zhi? Why did you come to Qingxue now?" Buer looked at Dashi who was interrupted and burned with anger, and quickly took over the conversation and asked, "Is the magazine still off work now?"

"Ah, no, I asked my boyfriend to take me home today. I happened to pass through Qingxue and heard the voice of people on the playground, so I said to come in and have a look." Shiba Saori smiled, pointing to the inside and asked: " Do you still have practice games today? Why did Tezuka and Fujimine meet?"

"that……"

"Don't make a noise!" Dashi shouted angrily, and forcibly turned back and said: "Anyway, Fujimine, you a first-year little devil, is still a pattern. Don't always think about opportunism in the game and gain some benefits you shouldn't get. This kind of small trick, even if you win in the end, is a false prosperity! When coaches Tezuka and Ryuzaki told me that I was the acting captain, I was surprised. I said that I am a deputy captain and I will do it What? But Coach Long Qi said, everyone has already decided, so come on. I just read two poems called Gou..."

"Wealth, don't forget each other. Chinese literature is good, Dashi is a senior student." Dashizheng was interrupted when he talked about Xing.He looked back and saw that Fujimine had returned to the place with the racket, and was looking at him with a smile.Just kidding, don't interrupt him anymore!

Regardless of how Dashi glared, Fujimine smiled at his gaze and did not speak. Dashi looked at him for a long time and had no choice but to sit back upright and prepare to score.He retracted his body into the chair and said, "Well, now that you have come back, quickly... eh, what happened to you?"

Oishi was about to urge Fujimine, but saw that everyone in the audience stood there with a black question mark expression. He was about to ask what happened, but he heard Tezuka's solemn voice say, "15 times O. Don't let it go, Dashi, concentrate on the ground."

"Uh...what, what?" Dashi really didn't see Fujimine Ball.Although he just wanted to impart some life experience to Fujimine, his mind was not on the court, but he was condescending. Although his dynamic vision is not as perverted as Kikumaru and Echizen, the direction of Fujimine ball is not on his side, but if Tezuka He didn't lose sight of some actions.But Tezuka can never lie. What is this...

"Senior Oishi, watch the game well!" Fujimine shook his wrist, the tennis ball in his hand fell, the racket everything, and the ball hit.

"Disappeared, it was the swallows copying the water!" Kawamura shouted from the sidelines. No matter how many times I watched it, this kind of extremely skillful ball would still admire the pure power Kawamura.

"Fujimine's swallow will not only simply disappear, but also suddenly appear in unexpected places, and the direction of the ball is also very strange. There seems to be no change in his wrist movements. What does this mean? Where will the ball be..." Tezuka's face was not moving, but his heart was uncertain.He couldn't show his strength now, and he had to use some means of observing his words and colors to judge where the swallows copied water.

"Don't guess, it disappeared, it would be troublesome." Fujimine took a ball out, and had already lazily put his hands behind his head. The racket knocked on the back one after another, and said: "I just Let me tell you, the ball will not disappear or change direction, it will hit your racket."

"What do you think?" Taocheng's eyes turned to Haitang next to him. Haitang nodded and said, "Well, it must be correct. I think Fujifeng's brain must have been ruined by his special drink. Cherish. Life, stay away from Fujimine drink!"

The people off the court didn't see what was going on just now, but Tezuka knew very well that Fujimine was hitting the center of his racket, but he was strangely unable to hit back.This time, it must be the same!

(To be continued.)