Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

"The next step is the singles three match."

"Please prepare both players!"

At this time, the live broadcast gave a prompt.

On Hyotei's side, Hiyoshi Wakata has finished warming up and returned to the sidelines.

Holding a racket, he stood in front of Ye Shifeng.

"Minister Feng."

"Well, it's time to show your results."

"Yes."

Atobe looked at Hiyoshi Wakaba with admiration and expectation in his eyes.

At this time, Oshitari walked over and said, "It looks like we should be able to see a different Hiyoshi."

Atobe smiled confidently: "The winner will be Hyotei."

On the other side, Seigaku's third singles player, Kaidou Kaoru, was also ready.

Tao Cheng couldn't help but admonish: "Viper, don't embarrass me."

"What did you say?"

Haitang looked back and then walked confidently in front of Coach Longqi.

"The boy across from me is also a sophomore."

"Just use your strength to defeat him."

Coach Longqi also has confidence in Haitang.

Now the two sides are tied, and singles three become the key.

As long as we can win this game, we may have a chance to win the championship in the next competition.

"Haitang, come on!"

Kikumaru was cheering and didn't look tired at all after the game.

"The opponent is Hyotei's most respected young generation."

"However, Haitang's strength cannot be underestimated."

"Just let me see how you grow."

Inui Sadaharu closed the small notebook filled with information, then pushed up his reflective glasses, his heart full of anticipation.

At this time, two figures hurriedly arrived at the sidelines.

A man and a woman, holding a camera.

It was none other than Inoue Kazuori Sashiba, a reporter for a tennis newspaper and magazine.

"Oh, I finally caught up."

"It's a pity that I missed the doubles earlier."

"It's all your senior's fault. He told us not to take that road. That's why we were stuck in traffic for so long."

Orisaji complained, but her eyes quickly focused on the court.

"Look, the singles three is about to start."

When Inoue heard this, he also looked over.

Players from both teams have already stepped onto the court.

"Hyotei's Hiyoshi Wakaru versus Seigaku's Kaidou Kaoru?"

"These two are both sophomores, it should be very exciting, I must record it well!"

Inoue was a little excited and quickly got into work mode.

I was just about to ask Orisaji to take more shots.

But I found that Orisaji next to me had already started clicking the shutter.

"Under my guidance, you've started to take it seriously."

There was a look of great pride on Inoue's face.

But I heard that while taking photos, Orisa said in a somewhat infatuated way: "Hyotei's Hashimura Kaede is so handsome! He is even more charming than Kimura Takuya at the same age!"

"Atobe is so handsome! It's unbelievable that these two are in the same school!"

"If I were a few years younger, I would also recite Hyotei."

Inoue (?′w`? ): "..."

At the same time, the two people on the court have completed the distribution of serving rights.

The referee immediately announced: "The match begins, Qingxue Kaidou Xun will serve first."

Hiyoshi stood in the backcourt with his legs open, his body lowered and his eyes looking forward.

Kaidou Kaoru's eyes began to focus gradually, as if he had transformed into a venomous snake staring at its prey, ready to strike.

Throw the ball, jump, swing the racket, the movements are smooth and continuous.

The serve, with topspin, flew over the net and headed straight for the outside corner.

The moment he bounced back from the ground, Hiyoshi had already reacted.

With a return shot, the game between the two sides officially started.

There was no rush to break through, and everyone attacked from the baseline.

After several rounds of tug-of-war, Hiyoshi took the first step.

The posture of drawing the racket backward increases the amplitude.

"boom!"

The moment he hit the ball, he injected more power and hit a straight offensive ball.

Haitang moved quickly, adjusted her position, and hit the ball back with her backhand.

But by this time, Hiyoshi had already begun to find his rhythm and quickly launched an attack aimed at the far corner.

Haitang has strong lateral movement ability and did not lose any points.

However, his defensive range was gradually expanded.

Although Hiyoshi's running distance was also not small, the difference between their running distances was large due to the difference in running distances between them.

“Pah, da da da…”

Suddenly, Hiyoshi's backhand cut hit the white edge of the net and then bounced irregularly into bounds.

Haitang was still in the backcourt, and the sudden change caught him off guard as he hadn't yet fully let go.

"0-15!"

The referee gave the score promptly.

Hiyoshi looked at the ball without saying anything more.

Haitang also had a blank expression on her face, but her eyes were slightly deeper.

"Damn, my luck is too good!"

"Haitang, it's just one ball, don't be nervous!"

Kikumaru shouted somewhat indignantly.

The rest of the people were staring at the game intently.

Serving again, Haitang still chose to stay at the baseline and hit the backhand.

Riyoshi also did not attack the net, but instead engaged in a tug-of-war with Haitang.

As both sides swung their rackets again and again.

The figure moved left and right on the court.

Sweat gradually began to appear.

But this tug of war is still going on.

"15-15"

"30-30"

"40-40"

"..."

"2-2"

The match had already gone through four games, but both sides were still unwilling to give in and each won the other's serve.

"Four innings, played for thirty-eight minutes."

At this time, Oshitari was holding a watch in his hand.

He has been timing since the game officially started.

"Hiyoshi, this kid, his physical fitness has improved so much."

Atobe couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After all, although Hiyoshi has great talent, his physical fitness is not top-notch.

Especially this kind of war of attrition, they are not good at it.

But now it seems that something has changed.

"It's really scary. I wonder how Minister Feng has been training these days."

Xiangri couldn't help but shake his head and made a clicking sound.

Obviously, he couldn't imagine it.

“Maybe we should learn from it too.”

Shishido Ryo suddenly clenched his fists, and a surge of blood burned in his heart.

On the court, the two entered the fifth game, but the pace was still so slow.

On the sidelines, Tao Cheng was watching and getting a little anxious.

"No way? Is this second-year student of Hyotei so physically strong?"

Inui Sadaharu couldn't help but open his little notebook again.

"Strange, it shouldn't be like this."

"Could it be that this is psychological warfare?"

At this time, Longma spoke.

"Senior Tao, have you forgotten that night when we were doing special training?"

For a moment, Taocheng's thoughts went back to that day when it was raining heavily.

A guess comes to mind.

"By the way, at that time, it was only him and Senior Feng."

"So, he underwent some incredible special training?"

Thinking of this, Taocheng felt even heavier in his heart.

Haitang, you have to hold on!