Akutagawa Jiro, the genius of the Ice Emperor in the original book, sleeps a long time every day, and has a sleepy-eyed expression anytime and anywhere.

Unlike the other members, he doesn't have to do heavy training because he has a lot of strength.

In Kamidai Blue's opinion, Akutagawa Jiro's talent is definitely online.

But his character doomed him to a higher platform.

In the past few years, due to the increase in the training volume of the Ice Emperor, all the members have made rapid progress, and only Akutagawa Jiro is still making steady progress as in the original book.

The current strength has even fallen out of the positive selection trend.

In front of Echizen Ryoma, Akutagawa Jiro is undoubtedly not enough to see.

Akutagawa is adept at unbelievable magic shots and extremely fast net volleys.

In the early stage, he did take advantage of the surprise to win the score.

But when Echizen Ryoma adjusted his mentality, he began to score frequently with the volleys he was good at.

He even used Ryomabu, which is no longer jokingly called the Ushimabu by Akutsu.

In the end, they won the game with a score of 6-3.

"At the end of the game, Fudo Peak advanced to the finals of the Tokyo Federation 3-2."

The competition was announced to be over, and Fudo Feng advanced to the finals with the Youth Academy.

Not long after the end of the game, the trace department woke up and got the news of the defeat of the Ice Emperor.

There is no frustration or humiliation of being played, just a faint regret.

"Oops, I still lost, and this time I lost ugly." Traces muttered to themselves.

A few years of hard work have not yielded good results, but at least, the gods have used the swastika, which can be regarded as a disguised recognition.

This is an acceptable result.

"Guys, I'm sorry, but I still lost in the end." The trace department apologized.

"You can't be blamed for that, you've done your best, Minister." Maybe they have seen the unsurpassed strength of Shendailan, but the candidates are relieved.

It's perfectly acceptable to lose to someone who's horrible like that.

"Trace, you've done your best, the strength of the gods is no longer in the category of junior high school students, to be precise, even high school students are by no means his opponents, and his strength may have reached. World-class. The coach said with a serious face.

His eyes flashed with remembrance.

Tennis in this world is too mysterious.

The World Championship and ordinary tennis are completely separated.

Don't look at his good reputation outside, and he can even become the coach of the Ice Emperor, but in fact, the threshold for practicing to enter the world competition has not been reached.

These coaches have always been eager to train good students in order to get a ticket to the World Championships.

But.

It's easy to say, but it's ridiculously difficult to do.

The most important thing neon lacks is talent, but there are very few geniuses who can enter the World Championship.

He knows.

Kamidai Blue definitely has the strength to enter the World Championship.

The skills that can change the weather and affect the human body must be the skills of the World Championship.

The back hill of the U17 training camp.

Mifune opened the newspaper and yawned, looking uninterested.

"Oh, after that kid left, it's been a lot more deserted here, and it's a little boring." He muttered and sighed.

"Didi, Didi." Suddenly, the phone rings.

"Moses and Moses."

"Old boy." Minamijiro's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Send a video, you can take a look."

"Hey, why did you come to me for the first time in the world, it won't be an astringent video." Mifune turned on his phone, and there was a video of Kamiyo Blue and the Trace Division racing on it.

"Huh, Kamiyo Boy?" He subconsciously let out a cry of astonishment.

"What? Do you know this little ghost? Minamijiro's voice was shocked.

"Hey, this little ghost blew up half of my stadium at the beginning, and I heard that I went to the middle of the country to abuse vegetables." Mifune snorted unhappily.

"Hahaha, this kid is interesting, I originally wanted to introduce you to each other, but since you are all acquaintances, forget it." Minamijiro laughed.

"His skills." Mifune ignored Minamijiro, dragged the progress bar, and soon saw Kamiyo Blue's unraveling.

His face was shocked, and his drunken eyes were full of seriousness.

"The advancement of the first solution, the swastika has really stepped out of a new realm."

"Not only can it change the weather, but it can also freeze the other party, everything seems to be an illusion, but if that guy is full of firepower, that kid called the trace department will definitely die a miserable death."

"This is no less than a ball skill from another dimension."

Listening to the muttering of the head Mifune, the corners of Nanjiro's mouth hooked: "Now, you can send a few people over there." ”

"Huh?"

"Let them know that there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. And there are a lot of geniuses in Fudo Peak, so I think it's time for them to get in touch with the new world. ”

This is the second day after the end of the match between Fudo Peak and the Ice Emperor, and the related video has already gone crazy.

Strange ice and snow ball skills, snow falling in the sky, everything is enough to become a talking point for a year.

Is this really tennis?

People talk about it.

It is undeniable that such tennis is far more enjoyable than ordinary tennis.

Only those who know something about the world know that tennis has reached the world.

Inside the immovable peak.

"It's too bad, you have to remember, it's not you who are strong, it's the god of the little ghosts, give me a little bit of seriousness." Minamijiro carried his hands behind his back and walked with a step that his six relatives did not recognize.

In front of him, Fudo Mine Shoxuan, led by Tachibana, was honing his physical strength.

"That's terrible, you're the worst student I've ever had."

"You, Bai Mao, why are you so fierce, do you want to murder my old man?"

"And you, you talk about rhythm every day, why don't you have a little rhythm in physical training."

"Give me my head and chest, don't breathe chaotically, and control the rhythm well."

Minamijiro mercilessly harmed the Fudo Peak Electors.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to lead students.

It's pretty cool.

Today, Minamijiro Echizen had the rare interest to participate in the training of the main candidates.

Normally, he rarely shows up at Fudo Peak.

"This weekend is the game with Qingxue, don't underestimate them just because you won the other party in the regional competition, Lao Tzu came out of Qingxue before."

"But, Coach Nanjiro, I remember that when you were there, the results of Qingxue didn't seem to be good." The upright Kamio asked subconsciously.

"Bastard, Akira Kamio, add five laps to me!" Minamijiro was annoyed.

"What kind of results are not good, Lao Tzu has never lost a game at the beginning."

"Hey, tennis is a team." Akutsu said unhappily.

"Huh? I can actually hear the word team from the mouth of the white hair? Nanjiro suddenly looked unprecedented, and looked surprised.

"Hush."

"Give me all serious, I don't want you to lose to Qingxue, so where can I put my old face."

"Alas, my old bones are going to rust, and I have to watch you little ghosts train, my life is really bitter~~"

While the training of Fudo Peak is in full swing, Qingxue's side is not to be outdone.

The extra training volume has been going on for two weeks, and there is a trend towards converting the extra training volume to the regular training volume.

Since the influence of the previous impeachment coach has not been eliminated, the ranking of the MU is very important for the young students.

It's just that the opponents in this championship and runner-up competition are too desperate.

Fudo Peak.

These three words are like a mountain pressing on everyone's heart.

What exactly is the level of Fudo Peak?

Although Fudo Peak narrowly defeated the Ice Emperor 3-2, no one would think that Fudong Peak and the Ice Emperor were about the same strength.

Two national-level doubles, two national-level singles, and even the reserve are Kanto-level.

Arguably.

Fudo Peak's strength is already about the same as that of Lihai.

The most outrageous thing is that as long as there are three national-level singles in the Fudo Peak Group, most of the national middle schools will be swept away.

The singles ability of the Kyushu duo should not be underestimated.

If you want to win, you can only wait for Fudo Peak to die.

"Tezuka, everyone is ready to fight for the finals this time." Oishi and Tezuka stood on the sidelines, and Oishi looked at the serious Tezuka and said in a deep voice.

In the past few days, Qingxue has tightened the clockwork, and everyone has burst out with unusual energy.

The disparity did not make them timid, but instead burst into a stronger will.

"Do your best!" Tezuka's tone was calm and loud.

In the field.

Kikumaru: "Oh, you must fight hard this time, you can't lose so badly like before, and the golden combination can't win a game." ”

Momoshiro: "I have to play well this time, and it's best to play against Echizen." ”

Kaoru Haido: "No matter who the opponent is, I will win, shh~~~"

Qian: "After collecting data for so long, it's time to make a move, and I've experienced Devil 5.0 training, and my win rate against opponents below the national level is 97 percent. ”

Just a few days later, the final of the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly officially began.

This time, the attention of the metropolitan conference is far greater than before.

Before the game started, the venue was already full of spectators.

"Qingxue and Fudo Peak are here."

In the midst of the discussion, the two sides walked into the room.

"Fudo Peak has even defeated the Ice Emperor, and it is not a big problem to win Qingxue."

"Qingxue's strength is also good, but it's a pity that the opponent is Fudofeng."

The audience is basically optimistic about Fudo Peak,

And in this group of spectators, a woman in pink clothes sits with her chest hugged, her eyes complicated.

It was the youth preschool coach Sumire Ryuzaki.

(End of chapter)