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

Chapter 79: The transformation of Yukimura Seiichi, the nightmare after the deprivation of the five

Looking at the opponent opposite who looked like a dead dog.

The cruelty and arrogance on Kirihara Akaya's face still lingered.

As his voice fell.

The referee on the podium was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that the singles match would be so fast.

Just one shot was enough to knock the opponent unconscious on the wire mesh.

It's so violent!

But he was an experienced referee after all, and although he was distracted, he came to his senses immediately.

The results were announced loudly immediately.

"Drip drip!"

"Because Lambert from Yokohama Suiran Junior High School is unable to continue the game."

"Therefore, the third singles match was won by Akaya Kirihara of Rikkai University Junior High School."

As the sound fell.

Kirihara Akaya, who was like a devil from hell in the last second, suddenly seemed to have the power plug pulled out, and his demonization and red-eye mode were instantly cancelled.

At the same time, he was muttering to himself.

"A week's labor..."

"How many balls do I have to catch and how many ghosts do I have to see?"

"very nice......"

Before he could finish, he was about to faint.

There is no way around it, demonization itself is a state of overdrawing oneself.

Plus, it was because of the full-strength attack.

The body directly activates its self-protection mechanism.

"Oh oh oh~"

"It's good to be young, just fall asleep."

Just at this time.

Kitagawa appeared next to Kirihara Akaya with a sunny smile on his face.

He grabbed the man's collar from behind his neck and lifted him up.

While talking.

He gave a meaningful look to Galka from Yokohama Suiran Junior High School.

The provocation is quite obvious.

Then he dragged Kirihara Akaya towards Rikkai University Junior High School.

"I feel like Junior Beichuan is becoming more and more proficient."

"It's like lifting a puppy."

Marui Bunta said this with a rather amused look after blowing a bubble.

"Precisely."

"More like holding little Teddy by the scruff of the neck."

The jackal Sangyuan at the side said this seriously.

Click!

next moment.

Niou Masaharu, whose sweat on his forehead had not yet completely dried, was taking pictures with his mobile phone.

His face was full of evil humor.

"There are only two junior students, and only one can play."

"Take it easy."

Adjusting his glasses, Yagyu Hiroshi gave serious advice to Niou Masaharu.

"That makes sense~"

"Save it for later...Puff..."

Hear the words.

Niou Masaharu nodded thoughtfully.

Then came a grin, full of the cunningness of a fox.

at this time.

"It's finally my turn~"

After warming up, Yukimura Seiichi picked up his racket and placed his coat on the bench with a gentle smile on his face.

"Don't be brave."

After taking a look at the coat, Genichirō Sanada gave serious instructions to Seiichi Yukimura.

"Relax."

With a gentle smile.

Seiichi Yukimura walked straight towards the stadium.

Passed by Kitagawa who was carrying Kirihara Akaya.

It can be said.

This game can be regarded as his first real external competition after his recovery.

Although it was only one goal, Yukimura Seiichi was obviously quite excited at this moment.

"Which is more terrible, physical pain or mental pain?"

After placing Kirihara Akaya on the bench, Kitagawa looked at Yukimura Seiichi who had already reached the court and couldn't help but chuckle.

This side of Yokohama Suiran Junior High School.

"Are you provoking me?"

"What an idiot who doesn't know his place!"

"Without the HERO Tennis Club, he's nothing!"

Galka, with his red hair rising high into the sky, sneered.

At the same time, he also turned his attention to the last team member besides the translator.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"Barbie and the others are idiots, but I'm not."

After feeling the gaze, Brody with long orange hair said these two words to the other party with a look of disgust.

"So what if you know? So what if you don't know?"

"If you can't win, do you think you can still play tennis?"

"If you want to blame someone, you can only blame those useless people."

The red-haired Galka said in a nonchalant tone with a playful tone.

"hehe..."

"I will win the game, but I will also make you miserable."

After saying something harsh, Brody with long orange hair walked directly to the other side of the court.

Just as the other person said.

This is an open conspiracy.

It is no longer his turn to decide whether to go or not.

of course.

He didn't care about his next opponent, Seiichi Yukimura, from beginning to end.

Because Brody plays mental tennis!

"Drip drip!"

"Fourth singles match."

"Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School player Yukimura Seiichi vs. Yokohama Suiran Junior High School player Brody."

"Yukimura Seiichi is serving."

"Game start!"

The two looked at each other in silence.

The referee on the podium blew the whistle to start the game.

To be honest, the uncle was also very curious at this moment whether Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School could end all three singles matches with one goal.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Under the gaze of all these people.

Seiichi Yukimura hit the tennis ball.

The gentle smile on her face remained unchanged.

"Although I would like you to experience sense deprivation."

"But our minister is a little anxious."

"So, please indulge yourself..."

"In a nightmare!"

As the last word fell.

The bouncing tennis ball was caught by Yukimura Seiichi and then thrown into the air.

All of a sudden.

A strange wave spread out in all directions like the skirt of a goddess.

In just a blink of an eye.

It has already enveloped the entire stadium.

tread!

With a leap, Yukimura Seiichi swung the racket in his hand, surrounded by a strange aura.

boom!

After a sudden crisp sound.

The tennis ball flew towards the other side at a moderate speed after leaving the racket.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"It's just a mental tennis ball. You're talking so immaturely. Do you really think it can be enhanced with any power?"

The orange-haired man sneered with contempt.

He had waited so long to break up with Galka, not for nothing.

In the final analysis, it is like the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.

As long as he wins the game, the final result will be in his hands.

As for the opponent's series of mistakes that led to the injuries of those useless people, the tennis club must find someone to take the blame.

Putting aside his fantasies, Brody immediately rushed towards the tennis ball.

A unique charm also emanates from the whole person.

boom!

The moment the racket in his hand touched the bouncing tennis ball.

The pupils of his eyes suddenly became unfocused.

As time went by, cold sweat kept coming out.

next second.

The whole person was like a mentally ill sleepwalker. He threw down the racket in his hand and ran outside inexplicably.

Even bump into things from time to time.

But it still didn't make the other person sober up.