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

Chapter 440: Confidence in Beichuan and Amadeus's Will to Fight

"In fact, even if it is known."

"I've laid my cards on the table. How many people can find a way to deal with it?"

"Even if we come up with it, implementing it is a serious problem."

"To put it bluntly, the reason for those status skills is partly to cover up the truth, but more to make it more flashy."

"Well, I'm not a dullard."

As he uttered the last word, Kulalaga Tasta returned to the court.

Standing at the serving position, he looked at Beichuan with a broad smile, a smile that held a hint of anticipation and fighting spirit: "Well, go ahead, then."

"To be honest, Senior, your ability is actually a pretty good sparring partner for me right now."

Beichuan said this with a relaxed look on his face. Without saying much, he urged Kulalaga Tasta to continue serving.

The fact is just as he said.

Kulalaga Tasta's ability is indeed a very good sparring partner for Kitagawa at this stage.

You know, many of his previous skills were full of techniques, so much so that sometimes Beichuan felt that some of his skills were a bit flashy, just like the feeling of making dumplings just for a plate of vinegar.

But if it is continuously refined and optimized under the ability of Kulalaga Tasta, then in future high-end games, Beichuan's mobility and other aspects will be greatly improved.

This can be considered an unexpected surprise in this game.

Of course, the prerequisite for getting this unexpected surprise is to continue fighting with Kulalaga Tasta.

"Okay." Kulalaga Tasta did not refuse.

After nodding, he served the ball again.

After all, to date, Beichuan is the first person to discover his own abilities and crack them.

The competitive spirit that had been dormant for many years was unconsciously aroused at this moment, like a dormant flame, which was completely ignited by Beichuan's attack.

For a moment, the court was once again filled with the sound of roars.

The sound of tennis balls colliding with rackets, the exclamations of the audience, and the gasps of the players intertwined together to play an intense sports melody.

I don't know how much time has passed, but more and more players are joining the T3 points zone. Since the matches in the T4 and T5 points zones themselves don't have much suspense, the progress is relatively fast.

With the addition of Kirihara Akaya, Niou Masaharu and others, the game, which originally took some time to finish, was accelerated a lot.

“Oh my, oh my~”

Kirihara Akaya shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Is this Abei's Waterloo?"

"I've brought this trump card up here from below."

"He's not finished yet."

"Tsk tsk tsk, does this mean that I now have a chance to become the host?"

Although Kirihara Akaya had been taught a lesson by Niou Masaharu before, at this moment, when this guy came here and saw Kitagawa still playing against Kuralaga Tasta on the court, he immediately became arrogant again, with a smug look on his face.

"I think you've had enough of your good life."

Marui Bunta put his hands behind his head and said to Kirihara Akaya with a speechless look on his face.

From his eyes, one can see how helpless and sympathetic he is towards him, as if to say, "You kid, you're causing trouble again."

"Kitagawa is practicing."

The next moment, Akutsu, with his hands in his pockets and a defiant look, suddenly said this.

There was a sense of defending Kitagawa, and the tone was as if telling Kirihara Akaya: "Stop talking nonsense here."

"Eh~!"

Kirihara Akaya called out nonchalantly.

"Marui-senpai, my ace, Kirihara, is not one to be scared."

"As for Akutsu-senpai, please stop defending Bei so much."

"Otherwise I would suspect that you two were wearing the same pants." Kirihara Akaya was still very proud and gesticulated with his hands.

But this kind of arrogance did not continue.

The iron fist of justice from heaven landed precisely on his head.

"Kirhara!" Sanada Genichirō's voice came deep into Kirihara Akaya's ears. The voice was like an order, majestic and irresistible.

The next second, he subconsciously stood at attention and stood at ease. He no longer looked like he did just now, but just like a primary school student being reprimanded.

"Hehe..." Yukimura Seiichi looked at this scene and smiled gently.

Then he shifted his attention to Kitagawa and Kularaga Tasta on the court.

"Everyone, let's continue."

"Junior Beichuan is practicing."

"After we're done, we'll probably be able to reach the T0 points zone pretty quickly. But don't let us be still unfinished by then."

After a moment, Yukimura Seiichi said softly.

Then he walked towards another stadium.

As for the others, after hearing this, they nodded, and left one after another, returning to their own competition venues.

"These young people who came this time are far superior to many of their peers in terms of both talent and stability."

"Some of them even surpass those players from many tennis superpowers."

"I'm really curious about how so many talented people were born in Japan."

Chin Onokyiha is worthy of being the coach of the Swiss U-17 training camp.

Even when he is nearly eighty years old.

But he still has sharp eyes and ears.

After Genichirō Sanada and the others went to the court where they would play their game.

He began to speak with great interest.

"If a piece of land has never been deeply plowed."

"The soil itself will undergo significant accumulation."

“They are the stunning flowers that grow in this uncultivated fertile soil.”

"All right."

"I won't continue watching the next game."

"I have a basic idea of ​​what the outcome will be."

Brand's eyes flashed with a strange light.

I inadvertently recalled the time when I first found Beichuan.

After saying these words with a slight sigh.

He didn't stay any longer.

He turned around and walked towards the outside of the Swiss U-17 training camp.

no way.

Even if he wanted to be lazy, he had to wait until Kitagawa grew up enough to take over the HERO Tennis Club.

"Really."

“I feel more confident than myself.”

"Amadeus, it looks like you've been identified by that old man Brand as the new player for the HERO Tennis Club~"

"hehe......"

Qin Onokyiha's cloudy eyes watched Brand's departing back.

He spoke to Alexander Amadeus beside him with a different tone.

"I will defeat him!"

but.

Alexander Amadeus only said this one sentence about all this.

At this moment.

There was nothing in his eyes except a strong desire to fight.

He no longer looks like the mama's boy he was not long ago.