Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 19 The main selection list is released

After the match against Itake Fukaji, the two main selection spots for one group have been decided.

They are Yuki Satoru, who has won six games, and Ibu Fukasaki, who has five wins and one loss.

In other tennis courts, competitions in several other groups are going on fiercely.

On the No. 2 tennis court, two figures ran across each other.

"Kamio, there is a gap in the corner kick position."

Ishida's iron eyes flashed, and he swung his backhand towards the baseline.

boom!
  A stream of light flew toward the opposite court, and the tennis ball pointed diagonally at the corner on the other side of Akira Kamio.

"What a powerful bottom line counterattack."

Akira Kamio raised his eyebrows.

Although he could tell that Ishida was unusual during training, he was still surprised when he actually encountered him in a game.

"However, I can still catch up to this level!" Akira Kamio smiled happily.

He stepped on his right foot and started quickly, like an arrow leaving the string.

boom!
  The tennis ball that was about to escape from the bottom corner was intercepted by a silver-white racket like lightning.

A crisp sound of hitting the ball rang in Ishida Tetsu's ears.

"Game, Akira Kamio, 40-15!"

"I'm going to follow the rhythm!"

Akira Kamio tapped his toes on the ground, his body beat rhythmically from side to side, and his eyes looked fieryly at Tetsu Ishida, who was wrapped in a turban across from him.

The game continues.

boom!
  boom!
  The sound of extremely powerful hitting continued to ring on the court.

Both sides come and go, each other wins or loses.

As a baseline attacking tennis player, Tetsu Ishida is extremely good at baseline whipping.

Different from the defensive counterattack type, his strong arm strength allows him to turn defense into offense at any time and deliver extremely fierce attacks.

Kamio Akira's palms were numb from the shock as he kept hitting back such violent tennis balls.

But the game situation at this time was still firmly controlled by Kamio Akira, and he was extremely confident in his speed.

boom!
  The tennis ball bounced off the ground in Ishida Tetsu's half, drawing a high half-arc curve.

rustle
  Ishida Tetsu's toes were like hooks, plowing slightly on the ground.

His eyes were solemn, and the man as tall as Buddha flashed in his mind.

Brother, how big is the gap between us?

Ishida Tetsu's knees sank, his eyes flashed, and he looked directly at the tennis ball in front of him, his muscles bulged, and his wrists tightened tightly.

It seemed that he had rehearsed it countless times in his mind. Almost at the same time as the tennis ball arrived in front of him, the racket roared towards him.

White breath came out of his mouth.

"drink--"

Wave ball!
  Bang!
  Like a cannon popping out of the barrel, the air vibrated and exploded where the racket hit the ball. There was a roar and a powerful yellow beam penetrated the court.

"hiss!"

"What a powerful ball!!"

"If this ball hits you——"

Everyone who had finished the game outside the court looked at Tetsu Ishida as if they were looking at a monster. Can this really be a first-year player? !
  Kamio Akira's eyes suddenly widened, and a strong air flow hit his face.

He can't catch this ball!

pat!

The terrifying force directly knocked the racket away, and his wrist couldn't stop shaking because of this huge impact.

After a long pause, Akira Kamio picked up the racket and continued the game.

Tetsu Ishida's wave ball is indeed astonishingly powerful, and few players at the Tokyo Grand Prix level can fight back.

But its shortcomings are also very obvious. Strong strength often requires a strong body to support it.

And the current Ishida Tetsu obviously does not have the ability to use the wave ball multiple times.

After using this ball, although Akira Kamio lost a point, Tetsu Ishida's arm could no longer cope with the next attack.

boom!
  "5-3!"

boom!
  "6-3!"

"Game, Kamio Akira, score 6-3."

In terms of overall strength, Akira Kamio is still slightly better after all.

All games on court two are over. Akira Kamio ranked first in points and Tetsu Ishida ranked second. The two successfully qualified for the main selection of the second group.

At the same time, the game ended on court three.

"Game, Ping Minchun, score 6-4!"

Since the game with Ito ended, he seemed to have suddenly enlightened.

In just over a week, his strength has risen to a big level.

The people who could definitely beat him before were finally defeated by him now.

Although he lost to Sakurai in the last game, he was very satisfied.

On the side, the game on Tennis Court No. 4 is also coming to an end.

Uchimura Kyosuke and Mori Chende are fighting fiercely.

Their strength seems to be very different, the game is deadlocked, and now they have reached the tiebreaker.

Uchimura Kyosuke's volleys in front of the net were sharp and decisive, just like a killer standing in front of the net.

However, Sentshinori was completely indifferent to Uchimura Kyosuke's ferocious offensive, and always responded to the tennis balls that appeared on his own half of the court in a precise manner.

His handling method was very simple and ordinary, but this unhurried attitude caused Kyosuke Uchimura to make many mistakes.

Under the court, Yamato Masato looked at the two people fighting and was in a trance.

When Yokoyama was still at Fudomine, he had already joined the tennis club. He was an old man who had experienced the nearly dissolution of the tennis club.

Yamato Masato thought countless times that he would put on that handsome black uniform, stand on the tennis court of the competition as a regular member of Fudomine, and compete with players from other schools.

But the reality is cruel.

In the past, he was unable to play in the competition because he was too junior; now, he is also unable to participate in subsequent games because of insufficient strength.

Yuki Satoru, who was standing not far away, noticed Yamato Masato and felt a little helpless.

In competitive sports, the strong go up and the weak go down!

For a good tennis player, belief is important, but belief alone is not enough.

He believed that Masato Yamato's love for tennis was sincere enough and he trained hard enough. Unfortunately, his talent in tennis was not as good as expected.

Unless he can suddenly become enlightened at some point like Ping Minchun, he will never have the chance to catch up with those blessed by talent.

boom!
  "32-30!"

"Game, Uchimura Kyosuke, score 7-6!"

"The game is over, Uchimura Kyosuke wins."

This long tug-of-war is finally over.

Mori Chende still failed to resist Uchimura Kyosuke's constant attacks, and finally showed a flaw, thus losing the game.

With the end of the last game, this Fudomine official team selection competition finally came to an end.

The Golden Crow moves westward.

It was already evening, and the sunset hung on the horizon, burning a sea of ​​fire in the distant sky.

The members of the tennis club experienced a day of intense competition, and their faces looked a little tired.

But there are still some people who are still bright-eyed and full of energy, looking forward to the next process.

"Fudomine Tennis Club, the official member selection competition is over!"

Yuki Satoru stood in front of everyone, holding a list in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Itake Shinji."

"Kamio Akira"

"Ping Min Chun"

"From today on, you are the official members of the Fudomine Tennis Club. Please work harder and prepare for future challenges!"

"Yes!"

Seven people stood at the front of the team and answered in unison.

They were in agitated moods and had different expressions, but at this time they were mentally prepared and ready to embark on the road to war.

Yuki Satoru looked at their expressions and nodded slightly.

The black legion of Fudo Peak has now been formed.

"The only thing left now is you, one of the two heroes of Kyushu, the Lion King Tachibana Yoshihei"

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