flstandardbreds Chapter 219: Fengshen Bu 2 vs. God's Son Yukimura Seiichi
Chapter 219: Fengshen Bu 2 vs. God's Son Yukimura Seiichi
At this moment, in the audience.
This is the Yamabuki Junior High School team.
“What a pity~!”
"My ultimate move has been suppressed. There's really nothing I can do."
Sengoku Kiyosumi couldn't help but sigh as he watched Tezuka Kunimitsu walking towards the stadium.
To tell the truth.
He still hopes that Kunimitsu Tezuka can win.
After all, if the myth of the king's invincibility is broken, it will undoubtedly bring a certain degree of motivation to many people.
"It's more than that."
"That little guy from Rikkai University is still hiding something."
"If you really want to go all out."
"This game will most likely not last that long."
at this time.
Kan'ya Banda, who was wearing a cheering uniform, smiled and pointed at Genichirō Sanada who was leaving the field, and said softly.
"No way?!"
"You're still hiding something in a competition like this?"
For an instant.
Sengoku Kiyojun felt numb.
As for what Sanada Genichirō was hiding, he had no idea, and Banda Mikiya didn't say anything more.
Instead, he looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu with a twinkling gaze.
Have you made your decision?
【It really makes people feel sad! 】
[Send the genius out personally...]
In fact.
The international student program promoted by Mikiya Banda is not limited to Yamabuki Junior High School.
He also went to Youth Academy to lobby.
This is the Hyotei Academy team.
"Even Tezuka couldn't defeat that Sanada guy?"
Atobe Keigo stared at Sanada Genichirō, frowning and whispering.
Then he turned his attention to Beichuan, who was sitting on a bench in the waiting area.
[How strong are you now? ]
However, no matter how he observed, he had no clue at all.
It seemed as if Beichuan was just an ordinary person from beginning to end.
next moment.
"Drip drip!"
"Kanto Tournament Finals, Fourth Round, Singles Match 2."
"Shusuke Fuji, the representative of Seigakuen, VS Seiichi Yukimura, the representative of Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School."
"Both teams, please take your positions!"
The broadcasts in the stadium started to sound one after another.
The originally noisy stadium gradually quieted down.
Everyone's eyes immediately fell on Yukimura Seiichi, the representative of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team.
This is the Youth Academy team.
"It's my turn."
Fuji Shusuke looked at the returning Tezuka Kunimitsu, chuckled, picked up his racket and prepared to walk towards the court.
“No two…”
"Do not force."
After his eyes flickered a few times, Tezuka Kunimitsu began to give instructions to the other party in a serious manner.
"Ah."
Nodding, Fuji Shusuke said no more and strode towards the court.
"After this game is over."
"I want to tell you something."
With Fuji Shusuke's back reflected in his eyes, Tezuka Kunimitsu said in a deep voice.
"Ah."
Without looking back, Fuji Shusuke nodded heavily.
This is the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team.
"Yukimura-senpai, I'm in trouble."
Looking away, Kitagawa looked at Yukimura Seiichi who had finished warming up beside him, and said with a chuckle.
"OK, no problem."
With a gentle smile and a nod, Yukimura Seiichi walked straight ahead, wearing a coat and holding a racket.
"Eh?"
"Abei, what did you say in secret to Yukimura-senpai?"
"Or are you planning to bully people again?"
For an instant.
Kirihara Akaya asked in a low voice, quite seriously, as if he had received a radar warning.
It's not just him, Marui Bunta, Jackal Kuwabara, Niou Masaharu, Yagyu Hiroshi, and Sanada Genichirō who just returned to the team are all like this.
"If I'm not wrong."
"Kitagawa-kun should be asking Yukimura not to use Psychic Tennis to end the match too early."
Yanagi Renji flexed his fingers a few times, staring intently at the two people on the court, and spoke slowly.
"Uh......"
"Why does this feel like my English teacher is checking to see if I'm making progress?"
Kirihara Aka raised his eyebrows and muttered something with a grunt.
But no matter how easily he is deceived or how slow his brain works.
I can also understand Beichuan's intention.
After all, even if they are opponents, the talents displayed by the other party can benefit many people.
This is why many people watch videos of professional tennis players competing.
Similarly, this can also collect more detailed data about the opponent.
It is very useful for the entire team.
If one day the Big Three and the starting lineup other than Kitagawa face each other, they can also formulate game strategies and tactics based on the collected data.
Let’s not talk about this for now.
At this moment.
On the court.
Fuji Shusuke and Yukimura Seiichi stared at each other across the net.
The two of them were more powerful than the previous battle between Tezuka Kunimitsu and Sanada Genichirō.
But it gives people an extremely depressing atmosphere.
"Speak the truth."
"Before the list of opponents was announced, I never imagined that I would one day play against the Son of God."
"But it really makes me excited~!"
Her smile is as beautiful as a flower, and her hair floats in the wind.
Then he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yukimura Seiichi opposite him.
To say there's no pressure would be a lie.
After all, Yukimura Seiichi and Sanada Genichirō led Rikkai University Junior High School to win two consecutive national championships.
This achievement can be said to be brought about by the entire team.
But the Son of God's sense of oppression has increased instead of decreased.
"I prefer Yukimura Seiichi."
Yukimura Seiichi corrected him with disagreement.
of course.
He had no intention of looking down on Fuji Shusuke.
After all, everyone should keep in mind the truth that there are always people better than you.
In addition, he also promised Beichuan not to use mental tennis too early.
This is equivalent to putting away your own strengths and using your weaknesses to play against the opponent.
"Well then, Yukimura."
"Are you ready to die in the wind?"
A split second of effort.
Fuji Shusuke's eyes became sharp.
It's as if it has transformed from a gentle, harmless pet into a wild beast waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Full of offense and aggression.
"Dying in the wind..."
"It really suits my taste."
"It's just that it suits my taste."
"I prefer to stand in the wind and defeat my opponent!"
The coat behind him fluttered in the wind, and confidence flashed in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes.
Just like the Son of God.
It’s daunting.
"Drip drip!"
"Kanto Tournament Finals, Fourth Round, Singles Match 2."
"Shusuke Fuji of the Seigakuen team is serving."
"Game start!"
next moment.
The referee on the platform completed the guessing process and blew the whistle.