Chapter Seventy-One: The Results of the Election
"Bang bang." Momojo launched a fierce offensive.
But unexpectedly, Echizen on the opposite side was not only able to catch every ball, but his own breathing was even smooth.
"1-0, Echizen Ryoma leads." Not long after the grappling, Momojo lost his own serve.
"That Qingxue's official selection is not an opponent."
"yes. This kid from Fudo Peak is really amazing. The crowd on the sidelines was amazed.
Although Qingxue's grades are not very good, the recognition around them is still relatively high.
These street runners are looking forward to someone who will be able to clean up Echizen Ryoma.
This wish has unfortunately been disappointed.
.......
"Whew!" Echizen's body slid towards the net, and as the tennis ball was about to arrive, he jumped up and knocked the ball out of a B-shape with a volley, scoring easily.
Before Momojo could catch his breath, Echizen grabbed the rhythm with a one-foot broken step, and hit a sharp forehand to shoot a spinning ball, crossing the arc to score again.
Under the full firepower of Echizen, Momojo retreated.
Not only did Echizen show a solid foundation, but his various and varied skills also made Momojo defenseless.
“2-0。”
“3-0。”
“4-0。”
“4:1。”
Soon, Momojo's physical strength is about to run out.
"Impossible, I've also undergone rigorous training, even if I'm not as talented as him, the gap won't be so big, right?"
In the past, Momojo was able to win three games even if he lost to Echizen.
Now, it's hard to even win a game.
Echizen has also gained a new understanding of his own strength in the past few days.
Barely reached the Kanto class.
After watching Ailan Kamiyo and Minamijiro Echizen fight, he has a clearer picture of his future.
It's a bit like an epiphany, and in the next few days, the strength has increased by leaps and bounds.
In the end, Momojo lost 1-6.
At the end of the game, Momojo lay on the ground with no strength.
"You are very strong, Echizen, there are still many masters like you who do not move to the peak." A hint of bitterness appeared on Momojo's face.
"Yes." Echizen pressed his hat: "It's unknown whether I can enter the main election." ”
"Sure enough, Fudo Peak may be the biggest dark horse this year." Momojo sat up and looked at Echizen seriously: "Echizen, all of us have transformed, this regional competition, the youth academy wins!" ”
Will it really win?
Even Momojo's optimistic temperament can't help but produce a hint of pessimism.
This regional competition is the best time to get a feel for the strength of Fudomine.
Even if you lose to Fudofeng, it will not affect the subsequent order of Qingxue's games.
"Echizen, you're a singles three!" Thinking of this, Momojo shouted at Echizen.
"I'll wait for you in the third singles and take it seriously." After saying that, Momojo showed his trademark smile.
Due to the huge amount of training in the day today, he has no physical strength.
So it will be a fiasco to Echizen.
Although he understands that he was not Echizen's opponent in his heyday, he still wants to touch it.
"Momojo Senior ......." faced Taocheng's invitation, but Echizen pressed his hat and said something that shocked Taocheng: "Na, I may not be able to be the main candidate." ”
.....
A few days later, street tennis ended, and in the end two came out on top.
They are Fukaji Ibu and Akutsu.
Echizen Ryoma's stats are also good, but his overall score is a little weaker.
In the following main competition, each member gave full play to their strengths.
Chitose Chisato, Tachibana Yoshihei and Kamiyo Blue unsurprisingly took the positions they were picked.
In the end, there were only two positions left, and after some competition, Kamio won one position.
There is still a bit of luck in the god tail, and the group ranked is relatively weak.
All that's left is the match between Echizen Ryoma and Ishida Tetsu.
The winner will take the last spot to be selected.
......
"Wave Ball!!"
"Bang!"
"Game, 3:1, Ishida Tetsu leads." With a ferocious swing ball running through the half, Ishida Tetsu had a certain advantage.
"Very good, let's win the game in one go!" Ishida Tetsu looked confident and muttered to himself.
"It's worthy of Ah Tie, after training, his strength has increased again, and Echizen is not an opponent at all." Kamio said excitedly.
"Yiwu and Ah Tie have a good tacit understanding, they can form doubles, then I will be singles."
"Hey, Kamio, why me in doubles, I think I'm better suited for singles." Iwu chimed in.
"Watch the game, the real game has just begun." Tachibana interrupted the argument with a serious expression.
"Don't you see it yet? Echizen's counterattack is coming. Chitose Chisato rubbed her temples helplessly.
"Shhhh The imp won. Akutsu also spoke.
Facing the puzzled gazes of Kamio and others, Tachibana Yoshihei explained:
"Ah Tie is a strength player, Echizen is only in the first grade, and his physical fitness is already at a great disadvantage, so even an ordinary return will be very difficult, and it is easy to paralyze the arm, let alone fluctuate the ball."
"However, the fluctuating ball has a burden on the arm, and Echizen has been waiting for Ah Tetsu's strength to weaken, and that is the time to counterattack!"
Not long after speaking, the situation on the field changed suddenly.
After a return shot, Echizen slid forward.
"B-drawn ball? It's useless, you can't stop me...... Wave Ball! Ishida's right arm tensed, his muscles bulged, and in the midst of a roar, his right arm jerked out.
"Bang." The tennis ball turned into a yellow streamer, and at the same time, Echizen had already predicted the landing point and jumped up after sliding.
"Okay, is Echizen wearing skateboard shoes?"
"This B-word draw ball is unreasonable every time I look at it." Kamio couldn't help but complain.
"Now, you can't use common sense to measure your skills, you don't understand just because you didn't get to that level." Ibu Fukaji opened his broken thoughts with an expressionless face: "Like I never wanted to have a ball skill like binding the path that can bind people before...... But what about ......."
"Please, don't say it, Yiwu, my head hurts."
In the midst of the joke, Echizen's racket had already touched the ball, which was like a missile.
In the previous fight, Echizen also tried to catch the ball, but the racket in his hand was directly broken.
This time, the tennis ball crunched on the racket.
It's like a drill trying to get through a net.
Echizen held the clap with both hands, and fought with the power of Ishida Tetsu with all his might.
In the midst of the roar, the ball flashed away and smashed into bounds.
"Out of bounds, 15-0."
Although Echizen lost points, no one thought that Ishida Tetsu had won steadily.
They know that the horn of the counteroffensive has been sounded.
Sure enough, Echizen was barely able to catch the swing ball.
Ishida Tetsu became more and more anxious, and the burden on his arm became more and more great.
In the end, Ishida Tetsu's arm was overburdened, and he had no choice but to abstain and Echizen won the last spot.
The regional competition is coming.