Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

At this time, Aoi still doesn't understand what consequences her actions will cause.

The third game begins.

Aoi's serve was still the same as before, not very threatening.

It’s even hard to believe that he is a member of the team that can make it to the Kanto semi-finals.

The level shown is really not worthy of standing here.

Ji Lang was no longer polite to him, and a faint breath rose from under his feet.

The eyes that originally seemed well-behaved and innocent now exuded a rare sharpness.

"The state of selflessness."

"Ji Lang is serious now."

On the sidelines, Oshitari felt somewhat surprised.

But this is the first time I saw him being so serious and cold towards his opponent on the court.

The next moment, Jilang seized the opportunity, slightly increased the amplitude of his backward movement, and swung his arm forward like a long whip!

"boom!!"

The tennis ball coming forward was intercepted instantly, infused with new power.

After twisting and deforming, the ball seemed to have thoughts, and it flew over the net and fell towards Aoi Kentaro's feet at an extremely fast speed.

This ghostly chasing ball surprised Aoi, but she had no way to avoid it and could only react instinctively.

The ball hit the racket that was intercepted at his feet, and bounced back due to the huge force, jumping high into the air.

It was about to fall in front of the net in Jilang's half.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in front.

Stand up and jump, with your arms naturally bent backwards, like a bow with a string drawn, ready to go!

"Boom-"

The heavy smash was like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable!

And this speed didn't even give Aoi a chance to catch up.

The moment it hits bottom, the tennis ball spins powerfully, creating a groove on the lawn, and then sinks into it until it stops.

"It's a vertical smash, and it's incredibly powerful."

"This guy Jilang is really scary when he gets serious."

"If there is anyone in our Hyotei who can be called a genius, it is only him."

"Jiro's talent is different from Oshiro and Hiyoshi in that he has an innate sense of the ball."

"In other words, he's the guy who should be playing tennis."

"..."

Several of Hyotei's third-year regulars spoke highly of Jiro.

Especially Atobe, who thinks highly of Jiro.

This is also why he has always been so doting on Jilang.

If a person is lazy and has no ability, it is impossible for him to get close to Atobe.

On the field, Aoi still didn't realize the problem.

He looked at Jilang standing in front of the net with a smile, gave him a thumbs up and praised him: "You are really amazing, it seems that I have to show some skills too."

"Ice Emperor is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. Your strength really excites me."

When Jilang heard him say this, he thought he was really going to show some strength, and he was looking forward to it.

Although he also likes to admire capable people, he is also good at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a little slow to warm up.

But he has shown such strength, and if the opponent has not yet entered the state, he may not even last three rounds for each ball.

Such behavior is really too pretentious.

After both sides stood back down, Aoi served again.

Jilang stared with his eyes, and when he saw the ball bounce after hitting the ground, his face instantly fell.

Is this what you call excitement?

Is this what they call showing your ability?

Facing the still soft and weak ball, Jiro felt like he was being fooled!

"It's so boring!"

Jilang shouted softly and exerted force with his hands.

"boom!!"

This blow penetrated the barrier of air and hit the field at an increasing speed.

Seeing that the situation was favorable, Aoi caught up with him and tried to fight back.

But he frowned, realizing something was wrong.

"Hmm... it's heavy."

He could never have imagined that he would be suppressed by Jiro's power.

Although he is also a small man, only 165CM tall.

But there is a lot of work to be done on myself.

Compared to Jilang, who is even shorter than him, this shouldn't be the case.

But the current situation forced him to re-examine this point.

"Snapped!"

In a hurry, Aoi quickly grasped the racket with both hands and swung it with all his might.

But he was still a step too late and failed to completely resolve the rotation. He lost control and fell into the net, unable to hit it back.

"Ji Lang's power has increased so much?"

Xiangri was very surprised by this.

He and Jiro are about the same height, one is 158cm and the other is 160cm, both are short.

Both of them use skills as their main means of attack.

But now, Jilang's strength was obviously much higher than his, which widened the gap even more.

Skills are not enough to win, and strength is not enough to cope with it.

"Although Jilang is small, his frame is pretty good for someone of his height."

“It’s no surprise that he can develop this strength.”

Ye Shifeng opened his mouth and explained to everyone.

At this time, everyone in Bingdi was also happy.

The stronger Jiro is, the stronger Hyotei's overall strength will be!

Soon, on the court.

The match was firmly under the control of Jiro, not even giving Aoi a chance to react.

Looking at the scoreboard again, it shows 5-0!

At present, Jilang has completely controlled the whole situation.

The two sides exchange venues and have fifteen seconds to wipe their sweat.

"Huh...really strong."

"But it's time for me to show my talent."

Aoi wiped the sweat from her face, her eyes sparkling.

What he likes most is this kind of pressure, and then chasing the opponent on the edge of the cliff and counterattacking him quickly.

He has always played at this pace and enjoyed it.

Today's opponent is particularly strong, which makes him even more excited.

"I'm going to be serious, Jiro-kun."

"Sorry, it's over."

The moment when the two people passed each other.

Aoi still had a smile on her face, the flame of excitement burning vigorously in her heart.

But it was quickly extinguished by Jilang's words.

He could feel that these last three words were not just words.

On the court, Jiro's serve.

Da da da… whoosh…

The moment he threw the ball into the air, Jiro's eyes were indifferent.

As the ball rose and fell, the racket in his hand swung forward.

"Ah-"

It was like a heavy artillery shell being fired, and the sound of the explosion echoed in everyone's ears.

Before Aoi could react, a yellow beam of light passed by.

"hiss~"

The strong rotation caused the ball to leave a mark on the wall behind.

A drop of cold sweat flowed down Aoi's forehead, and her throat felt a little too dry at the moment.

This ball is even faster than before.

It’s not that he didn’t catch the ball on purpose, but... he couldn’t catch it.

"ACE!"

"15-0!"

The referee's voice came, announcing the winner of the point.

Jiro didn't care and continued to prepare to serve the second ball.

At this moment, Aoi did not dare to be careless at all and stared fixedly at the front.

But the mysterious aura of selflessness on Kejilang's body was still gradually expanding.

Even the distance from the entire stadium made him feel as if he was completely enveloped by this aura and unable to move.

"Ah-"

Same serve, similar ball speed and spin.

What had happened was repeated again, like a slide show being played again.

"ACE!"

"30-0!"

"ACE!"

"40-0!"

"ACE!"

"The game is over, Hyotei wins!"

"Score, 6-0!"

When everything settled down, the racket in Aoi's hand fell to the ground.

"Clap."

He never imagined that he would be powerless to save the situation.

There is not even the slightest chance of counterattack.

I originally thought that it was my time to perform, but I never expected that I would become a clown-like character.

This kind of blow was somewhat difficult for him to accept.

Even though he was usually an optimistic person, he seemed dazed.

"sunflower……"

Everyone at Rokukaku Middle School felt very worried when they saw the frustrated minister.

At this moment, they also felt unwilling and unbelievable.

Saeki and his companions stepped forward and surrounded Aoi, trying to comfort her.

No matter what, Aoi is only in the first year of junior high school, she is still too young.

But at this time, Aoi took a deep breath, walked out from the crowd, and came to the net.

Jilang also walked over slowly with a racket in hand.

"I lost."

Aoi said helplessly.

“No one is perfect, so it is because of failure that a person will have the strength to stand up again!”

Seeing that the other party was hesitant and depressed, Jilang began to educate him with a serious face.

"Yes, I have learned the lesson."

Aoi nodded and took note of the words.

"Ji Lang, when did you learn this? Can you explain this truth?"

Atobe had already walked onto the field, smiling with satisfaction on his face.

"Ah... it just so happens that in the comic I read last night, there was something similar to this."

"I tried it out and it felt quite interesting."

Jilang poked his lower lip with his finger, looking up, reminiscing.

Atobe was helplessly amused by his sudden change.

"The winner is Hyotei!!"

"The winner is Hyotei!!"

"..."

For a moment, the students of Hyotei in the audience seats on the sidelines were cheering loudly.

It added a lot of passion to this victory.

The people from Bingdi also walked over slowly, enjoying the joy of the moment together.

"That was a great performance, Jiro."

Ye Shifeng's big hand gently patted Jilang's head.

"Then can I learn the glowing shot from before?"

Jilang's eyes sparkled and he took the opportunity to ask.

Ye Shifeng, who had long anticipated that he would make a request, pretended to be in deep thought for a moment.

Under Jilang's expectant gaze, he finally said, "If you win the Kanto Tournament again, I will officially teach you."

"Oh oh oh!!"

"Afeng is the best!!"

Jiro was filled with joy, feeling even happier than if he had won the game.

Seeing him like this, everyone in Bingdi was also infected and their joy became even stronger.

Everyone in the six corners looked at the jubilant atmosphere of Bingdi and felt envious.

But we also know that victory and defeat are unpredictable, and if you lose, you lose.

"Congratulations."

Aoi quickly came out of the haze in her heart and sent her congratulations.

But at the same time, he stared at Jilang more firmly and said, "Next time we meet, I will do my best from beginning to end!"

"Uh-huh!"

Jilang nodded politely but had no intention of listening to what he said.

All I could think about was how much fun it would be once I learned how to hit the ball.

"elder brother!"

"The Rikkai University match is over too."

At this time, Rimi came over and told him a piece of news.

Soon, a list of competition results was delivered.

Rikkai University easily defeated its opponent, and it could even be said that it was a complete defeat.

And their opponent is Fudomine.

Even though Tachibana Kihei had a fight with Ye Shifeng, the lion in his heart had shown signs of revival.

The strength is close to the quasi-national level.

But facing the strength of Rikkai University, it was difficult to resist.

In particular, he suffered a brutal attack at the hands of Kirihara Akaya in his demonic state.

Now, the person has been sent to the hospital.

At this time, Rimi took out the video recorder and played part of the last game.

Ye Shifeng noticed the scores of both sides.

In the end, Akaya defeated Tachibana Kihei 6-2.

"It seems that Tachibana Kihei's strength has indeed recovered, but it is still not enough."

"Also, Kirihara Akaya's statistics are higher than I thought."

At this time, Ye Shifeng thought for a moment.

From the video, he could already tell the level of Akaya's rhythm, pace, and hitting skills.

If the original trajectory had been followed, Aka should have defeated Tachibana Tachibana 6-1.

Now it is "6-2", which must have been influenced by him.

It is obvious that Kirihara Akaya's strength is stronger than expected.

I don’t know if this is also because of me.

If it was just one Kirihara Akaya, it would be easy to deal with.

If the strength of the entire Rikkai University were to be raised to a higher level at this stage, the difficulty of defeating them would at least double.

However, one thing is for sure.

In unnecessary situations, leaving the game against Kirihara Akaya empty is a good choice.

Unless Riyoshi can play now, Ye Shifeng still does not plan to replace him with someone who has threatening ability.

Thinking of this, Ye Shifeng patted Ogi Takinosuke on the shoulder and said earnestly: "In the final, it is enough for you to enjoy your tennis."

"Don't think too much about the rest."

"Yes!"

Ogi Takinosuke nodded in agreement.

He didn't know why he was chosen.

But he was already satisfied to be able to play in the final of the Kanto Tournament.

As for what Ye Shifeng was considering, it was not within his scope of thought.

In fact, Ogi Takinosuke is also a smart man.

Although his eyes are not as good as Atobe's, he can still see through a lot.

I felt in my heart that this might be a strategy for confrontation.

However, he had complete trust in Ye Shifeng, so he just agreed.

At this time, Ye Shifeng handed the camera to Rimi, then looked around at the people around him and spoke in a deep voice.

"Rikkai University is certainly powerful."

"They have been the champions of the Kanto Tournament for fifteen consecutive years."

"But an era of dynasties will eventually pass."

"Now is the era of our Ice Emperor! This year we, the Ice Emperor, will be the king!"

……

"Hyotei!!"

"Hyotei!!"

"..."