Peng!

Shiraishi served again, and after serving, Shiraishi still chose to go to the net.

"You're really not giving up, Shiraishi!"

Amuro chuckled, and the racket once again brushed over the surface of the bouncing tennis ball.

After a crisp low whistle, the high lob ball from the bottom line flew out again.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shiraishi flew to smash again, and the loss of the previous goal did not seem to have any effect on him at all.

Land shrinkage.

Amuro, who ghostly appeared behind the tennis ball, caused a burst of exclamations at the scene.

Peng!

It was another hand-to-hand kick, and the strong horizontal force infused by Shiraishi into the killing ball seemed to have no effect on Amuro Jin at all.

After this period of continuous hard work and the blessing of emotional points, Amuro's strength has broken through 4 points.

This is already a strong level in the national class, and Amuro's grasp of the best hitting points makes him feel comfortable with some power shots.

"Caught up!"

Shinobu in the stands also looked excitedly on the court, and Shiraishi's figure was approaching tennis little by little.

Peng!

Shiraishi strode down a gorgeous turn and hit the ball back.

However, what awaited him was Amuro's volley that jumped in front of the net.

Winter!

"Game, Amuro, 30:0."

......

Peng!

Peng!

"Game, Amuro, 40:0."

......

Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin, and the score was 1:0."

......

"Shiraishi he... Someone broke it! ”

Shinobu Kenya's eyes were full of solemnity, and he knew Shiraishi's strength very well.

"Really, these are all terrible newcomers out of nowhere."

Ping Shanzhi also put away his usual laughter, Shiraishi really ran into an opponent this time.

Higa Kunijunaka really deserves to be the new overlord of the Kyushu region, and he really has some ability.

"It's nerve-wracking."

Osamu Watanabe leaned back in his chair and scratched his head.

He didn't expect that there would be someone whose foundation was more perfect than Shiraishi.

Whether it's skill, speed, strength, or experience, the opponent must be above the white stone.

What a monster.

......

Attack and receive a conversion, and it is Amuro's turn to serve.

Although the first-year Shiraishi is not bad, Amuro is still ahead of them after all.

The current white stone is still a rough embryo, and the blacksmith Osamu Watanabe has just begun to forge the white stone.

It will take a little time to make white stone into steel.

But until then, Amuro didn't mind letting Shiraishi take a look at the scenery ahead.

Swish!

Amuro Jin picked his wrist and threw the tennis ball in his hand.

Immediately, his figure also took off.

"Big Bang!"

A loud sound in mid-air made Shiraishi's heart tighten.

He knew that the power of this ball was probably not trivial.

The golden light on the small ball that broke through the air intensified, and the terrifying momentum rushed to the face.

Bang Da~~

The racket in Shiraishi's hand was directly knocked out of his palm by the huge impact of this ball.

"Game, Amuro, 15:0."

......

"How is this possible!"

Ren Zuqian also gasped, Baishi was actually knocked off the racket in his hand with a single blow?

"I'm afraid the power of this ball won't be worse than my one hundred and eight type wave ball!"

Ishida Silver clasped his hands together, and his eyes widened as he looked like an angry King Kong.

Ishida was also shocked by Amuro's big explosion, he never thought that there would be someone in the country who could play a stronger serve than himself.

Sure enough, he still needs to continue his cultivation.

Shiraishi picked up his racket on the court, and his left hand was still a little numb until now.

Shiraishi, who was crouching in the backfield, waited solemnly, and the power of Amuro's big explosion was beyond his imagination.

But he won't give up.

"Big Bang!"

Peng!

"Game, Amuro, 30:0."

......

"Big Bang!"

Peng!

"Game, Amuro Jin, 40;0."

......

"Big Bang!"

The air waves were rolling in mid-air, and the golden light became more and more dazzling.

The terrifying power of the explosion swept all the surrounding air to the bottom, and the sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air made people's scalps tingle.

Even if he was knocked off by Amuro Jin again and again, his racket Shiraishi still had no intention of giving up fighting back.

His spirit is also top notch.

It's just that it backfired, and the racket in Shiraishi's hand was still knocked away by the ball.

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro, and the score was 2:0."

The referee raised his right hand in motion.

"The gap is too big!"

The nobearance in the stands sighed faintly, and he remembered the scene when he once faced the wooden hand.

It's also like the current white stone that is powerless to return to the sky.

The trace caresses his eye sockets, and he can see the whole picture at a glance.

The strength shown by Amuro Jin in these two short games made the trace department deeply aware of his weakness.

Evolve.

The trace knew that he needed to evolve stronger.

......

Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin, with a score of 3:0."

......

Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin, and the score was 4:0."

......

In the blink of an eye, two more rounds passed, and the scene still did not improve in the slightest for Shiraishi.

No matter where he hit the ball, no matter what kind of way he hit, he couldn't help it.

But the explosion in Amuro made Shiraishi suffer.

Shiraishi's right hand rested on his bandaged left hand, and the touch made Shiraishi's heart calm down suddenly.

Shiraishi turned to look at Osamu Watanabe, who shook his head very dryly.

Compared to Shiraishi's future, the outcome of this game does not matter at all.

Osamu Watanabe will never allow Shiraishi to give up his future for the sake of this match.

What's more, Osamu Watanabe really sees it.

The other party didn't give it all at all.

Even if Shiraishi took off the golden bracer on his hand, he would not be Amuro's opponent.

Shiraishi reluctantly let go of his right hand, he was just a momentary move.

As a genius who became famous as a teenager in the Kansai region, Shiraishi naturally has his own pride in his heart.

But now, he has met Amuro, who is even more genius than him.

For a while, Yu Liang made Baishi a little uncomfortable.

Shiraishi and Osamu Watanabe's secret communication was seen by Amuro, who was the only person present besides Shiraishi and Osamu Watanabe who knew what was hidden under Shiraishi's bandage.

Shiraishi, who is in the first grade, is no longer able to arouse Amuro's interest, and at this moment, Shiraishi has not yet fully understood what his tennis ball is.

It is not until a new chapter of the Bible is turned that it will shine brightest.

Peng!

Shiraishi served again, and even if he couldn't see any hope of winning, he would continue to play this match.

A few minutes later.

"Big Bang!"

With Amuro Jin jumping up again and striking out the terrifying light of the big explosion, the game also came to an end.

"At the end of the game, Higa Kunaka Amuro Jin won, with a score of 6:0."

The referee's voice fell, and the scene immediately resounded like a tsunami.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Higa! Higa!"

After seeing his own president grow and easily crush his opponent, the members of Higa National High School naturally cheered excitedly.

Invincible.

This is the image of Amuro Jin in the hearts of everyone in Higa Province.

"Thank you for the advice."

Shiraishi smiled bitterly and shook Amuro's hand.

It was the first time he had been beaten and he was powerless.

"Do your best, Shiraishi."

Amuro chuckled and glanced at Shiraishi's left hand, the bandage was already a little loose.

There seemed to be a glimmer of golden light shining through the sunlight.

Shiraishi covered his left hand in some surprise, he always felt that the secret between himself and Osamu Watanabe had been spied on by Amuro Jin.

Book of Hundred Leagues

"Little Baishi, don't think about it. Now what you need is precipitation. ”

Osamu Watanabe looked at Shiraishi Road in front of him.

"I understand."

Shiraishi nodded, he wasn't someone he couldn't afford to lose.

What's more, he is already very content to be able to compete with a master like Amuro Jin.

......

"I'm sorry, I lost."

Shiraishi, who returned to the team, was full of apologies, and under such a cruel format of the national competition, he lost such a crucial singles three, which made Shiraishi feel shameless to face his seniors and partners.

"Oh, there's no need for Xiao Baishi to be sad. Losing a game is no big deal. ”

Yuan Zhe also patted Baishi's shoulder, and the last thing he could see was that others showed such expressions.

"That's right, Xiao Baishi, you shouldn't have forgotten the purpose of our Four Heavenly Treasure Temple Tennis Club."

Heizenyuki also joined in comforting Shiraishi.

The white stone is the pillar of the next four Tianbao Temple, and there is no room for the slightest mistake.

"Jokers are king, little Shiraishi."

Yuan Tetsuya rubbed Shiraishi's head and smiled.

Under the comfort of the two seniors, Shiraishi quickly smiled, and Shiraishi in the first year was still so innocent.

......

Soon the doubles match began.

Higa Kunaka's players made Osamu Watanabe know that his plan might be in vain.

The opponent really changed the most ace doubles combination to the doubles two, which coincided with himself.

"Aoi Hanamura..."

Osamu Watanabe wrote down the name, this woman is not simple.

The doubles strength of the first year of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple was not strong, otherwise he would not have fallen in front of Mu Zhiteng.

Even the third-grade ace doubles of Shitenhoji Temple ended up losing to the combination of Akai and Kai.

After all, the national-level Akai is enough to control the whole field.

"It's really nerve-wracking, it looks like we have to find a way to make up for the weakness of doubles."

Watanabe Shu is a little nerve-wracking, and the family background of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple is still too weak.

The gap between doubles and other national powerhouses is too obvious.

He understood this at the time of the Kansai Tournament.

Osamu Watanabe turned his gaze to the group of young people behind him, and it seemed that he had to pick a few good seedlings from the first grade and start cultivating.

And the most promising candidates in the first grade to take on the doubles responsibility of Shitenhoji Temple, in Watanabe's eyes, are only Jin Koharu and Yuji Ichiji.

It just so happens that he has a top-secret doubles training book, and if he is given time, he believes that he will be able to train a good doubles combination to share the pressure on Shiraishi.

......

"The third round of this national competition is about to begin, and Okinawa will represent Higa Kuninaka against Osaka will represent Shitenhoji Temple No. 2 singles match."

"Yuhiga Kunichu Kite Eishiro against Shitenhoji Heizenyuki."

"Please prepare for both players."

Soon the sound of the start of the singles match was heard on the radio.

The hustle and bustle of the scene suddenly became a lot quieter.

"You have to do it! President! ”

Shinobu also clenched his fists, and now Ping Shanzhi could be the hope of their Four Heavenly Treasure Temple.

Once they lose Singles 2, they're done.

"You idiot, don't put pressure on me. I'll say nervously. ”

The iron fist of the love of peace and kindness gave Kenya Shinobu a hard blow.

"It hurts!"

Ren Zuqian also covered his head and burst into tears, and Ren Zu in the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple was naturally the dearest air bag of the seniors.

"Be careful, they're not your average first-year."

Osamu Watanabe, who was cross-legged by Jiro, looked at the peaceful way in front of him.

"Don't worry, Ah Xiu, I will definitely win."

Heizen seemed to have taken off his mask, and his words made Osamu Watanabe look up in some surprise.

After seeing the determination in Heizen's eyes, Osamu Watanabe smiled and shook his head.

Say that the funnyman is king, and in the end it is not the winner who is king.

No one wants to fail.

......

On the field, Ping Shanzhi and Mu Shou looked at each other.

Heizenzhi looked at his opponent, and after a moment he was stunned.

From the eyes of this newcomer from the Kyushu region, Ping Shanzhi can't see the slightest ripple.

The other party's gaze was very calm, as if he was looking at a dying person.

Ping Shanzhi couldn't help but shudder, and then his heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden.

He understood that he had fallen into a disadvantage in the momentum exchange just now.

There was no greeting between the two sides, and the game started directly.

"At the beginning of the match, the first set was decided, and Higa Kunaka Kite Eishiro's serve game."

......

Ping Shanzhi stared closely ahead, he knew that the opponent in front of him could not be measured by age.

But he's not a vegetarian either.

This year is already his last year at the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple.

It was his honor to be able to witness the rise of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, so he had to do one last thing for the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple.

The wooden hand leaned sideways and gently patted the tennis ball in his hand, and then a fine light flashed through his lenses.

Swish!

The small yellow ball was thrown straight out by the wooden hand, and the whole person jumped vertically with both feet bending and stepping.

The exposed muscles of the wooden hand tense instantly, and the streamlined muscle lines are filled with explosive beauty.

"Big Bang!"

A torrent of air erupted, and a beam of golden light smashed down through the air.

"That's the trick!"

Heizenyuki immediately reacted, this was the big explosion that Amuro Jin had used on Shiraishi before.

Ping Shanzhi quickly rushed towards the landing point of the ball, and his racket had already hit it from behind when the ball just bounced.

"Naive."

Kai sneered after seeing Heizenyuki's movements, and wanted to use a half-volley to deal with the big explosion of Kino's hand?

It's a dream.

Sure enough, after a moment, Ping Shanzhi's face changed abruptly.

His center of gravity was disrupted by the powerful impact of the ball.

At the same time as the racket in his hand flew out, Ping Shanzhi sat directly on the ground.

"Game, Eishiro Kite, 15:0."

The referee's voice fell, announcing that the wooden hand had a valid score.

Ping Shanzhi got up from the ground, and he realized the real horror of the big bang.

It's no wonder that Shiraishi looks so helpless in the face of Amuro's explosion.

Ping Shanzhi's face sank, the ball just now was definitely not as simple as being strong.