Prince of Tennis Reborn

Chapter 655 Belonging to Yukimura and Mori's Memories
The doubles No. of the Neon team and the French team stood across the net.

The audience whispered to each other.

Although judging the strength of players based on their height is somewhat biased, the junior high school student of the French team does not look like a player who is qualified to participate in this level of competition.

"Edgar Edgar. Everyone's tall and big! Can I really do it?"

Jonall put on his glasses that had slipped from the tip of his nose again, and looked up at the players of the Neon team.

Even Yukimura, who is also a junior high school student, is much taller than Jonal,

"You talk a lot!"

His partner Edgar mercilessly cut Jonal's forehead with a knife.

Edgar, who originally looked like a bad boy, looked even more vicious now.

"Pain Pain!"

Jonall clutched his forehead and screamed.

Edgar was really merciless.

"Cut! Do you want me to paint this on you too?"

Edgar pointed to the paint mark next to his right eye, which was a crease in the shape of a scar.

"Please don't! Don't put that ugly paint on my face."

Jonall was obviously somewhat resistant to this.

Applying that kind of thing on his face is extremely unpleasant to Jonall.

Yukimura and Mouri didn't care about the fight between these two people at all, they would not be affected by this kind of thing.

"The game started, two out of three sets, the first set, the Neon team Yukimura Seiichi's serve!"

Soon, under the witness of the referee, the two sides returned to the field and stood still after completing the side guessing.

This game has officially started.

Although the opponent has a player who looks very thin, Yukimura will not show mercy.

Yukimura knows better than anyone that there is a battlefield in the world competition.

The rule of the king standing up to the sea is also applicable to the stage of the World Championship.

Whoa!

boom!
Without the slightest hesitation, Yukimura threw the tennis ball in his hand the moment the referee yelled the start of the game.

Then there was a crisp sound and a tremor, and a wave of air that pushed and shoved everything rushed forward.

This flash of yellow light was as swift as lightning, and it passed Jonal's side in an instant.

"Good and fast!"

The thin and small Jonall was obviously at a loss, and he seemed completely helpless in the face of Yukimura's serve.

"Game, Neon team, 15:0."

Yukimura took the first point so easily.

"Yeah! President Yukimura is really strong!"

Kirihara raised his arms and shouted, obviously he was very excited about Yukimura's serve.

The two people on the field are both Li Haida's seniors, and Kirihara, who is a junior, naturally wants to cheer for his senior loudly.

“Something always feels wrong”

Nioh's bright eyes kept staring at the thin figure in the French team, and he always felt that the other party seemed not so simple.

What's more, in Nioh's opinion, if there are only players in the French team like this, then they are not worthy of being called a BIG4 team.

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 1:0."

This round ended quickly, and Yukimura and Mori won the first round without much effort.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Neon! Neon!"

The victory of this first game also boosted the morale of the Neon team even higher.

After switching courts it was Edgar's turn to serve.

Although his strength is much stronger than that of Jonall, how can he be the opponent of Yukimura and Mori with one against two.

boom!
boom!
The chill in Yukimura's eyes was fleeting, and he hit the bouncing tennis ball hard with both hands.

boom!
The essence of the super sweet spot technology is integrated into the flat-style drive, and this shot is really urgent and ruthless.

"Let me do it! Jonall!"

Edgar took the initiative to take the ball. He knew very well that Jonal would not be able to catch the ball without adding a paint job to Jonal.

Edgar's speed was extremely fast, as if he had come behind the tennis ball from where he was standing in an instant.

He raised his arm high, and the racket in his hand slammed into the rebounding tennis ball.

"Good weight!"

There was also some surprise in Edgar's eyes. The player from the Neon team didn't look like a strong player at all.

Can actually hit such a heavy hit!
However, Edgar, as a high school player of the French team, is naturally not a vegetarian, and the racket has already drawn the ball back to the Neon team's half with just a slight pause.

"Heh, your actions are too obvious!"

There was a smile on the corner of Mori's mouth, and the cooperation between him and Yukimura was surprisingly tacit.

With Yukimura's heavy shot forcing the opponent's high school student back to the defense, there is only one ball path the opponent can choose from at that position.

boom!
Mao Li jumped lightly, aimed the racket in his hand at the tennis ball and pressed it in the air.

A pulsating curve flew out of the field from where Edgar was originally standing.

"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 2:0."

"I didn't expect that the tacit understanding between the two of them is quite good."

Fuji chuckled, Yukimura and Mori, who can be said to have completely opposite personalities, are so compatible in terms of compatibility.

This somewhat surprised Bu Er.

"Hmph! That's natural!"

Sanada snorted coldly, they all supported each other inside Lihai University.

This is even more so in the arena of this world.

On the field, the game is still going on.

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 3:0."

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 4:0."

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Neon team, the score is 5:0."

"Both sides change game!"

The momentum was overwhelming, and the combination of Yukimura and Mori won five games in a row in a short period of time.

The atmosphere at the scene became hot instantly.

Fans of the Neon team cheered one after another. In their opinion, this doubles match will be a crushing game.

It's just that the caring people frowned. If Edgar and Jonall were really so weak, why did the French team send them on the field?
They don't think that the huge French team can't find a decent combination.

"Yukimura!"

Mori yelled softly, and the moment Yukimura raised his head, a bottle of sports drink was flying towards him.

Snapped!
Yukimura subconsciously took the sports drink thrown by Mori, and the familiar packaging brought back memories in Yukimura's heart.

It was a past that he didn't want to recall, but there was love under that kind of despair.

"Let's win this match! Yukimura!"

Mori held up the drink in his hand, which was a personal secret between him and Yukimura.

"it is good!"

Yukimura tilted his head and smiled softly, Mouri hadn't seen such a smile for a long time.

Ever since entering Likai University's high school, Mori missed Yukimura and the others very much.

I miss the days in Lihai University Affiliated Middle School very much.

(End of this chapter)