Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Now both Longma and Kevin have finally got what they wanted.

Kevin's first serve was an outspin serve, officially challenging Longma.

Even Ryoma, who knew his skills well, was shocked by this sudden shot.

In the subsequent games, Kevin fully demonstrated his understanding of Longma. No matter what skills Longma used, he could perform them perfectly.

“It’s like playing with yourself.”

I don’t know who said this, but it is undeniable that this is the current situation.

In order to defeat Longma, Kevin repeatedly and carefully studied all of Longma's skills in order to defeat him in the competition.

All of Longma's skills are unable to achieve the desired results in the competition.

"So, can you handle it? Don't cry if you lose."

Long Ge made fun of Long Ma as if it had nothing to do with him.

Longma, who was wiping his sweat with a towel, glared at his sister unhappily.

It's really easy to talk while sitting.

"I'm not going to cry! Kevin's still far behind in that kind of trick."

A little brat who refuses to admit defeat.

"Then play tennis in a way that's beyond his comprehension. You're quite good at it, like you did in the Kanto tournament finals."

His eyes met Long Ge's, and Long Ge was now giving Long Ma serious advice.

After just a brief rest, Longma continued to step into the arena.

"Got it, sis."

After being enlightened by Long Ge's words, he realized that since he couldn't use his skills, he should just play a new kind of tennis.

A new skill that Kevin didn't have time to study carefully.

Tornado kill.

The skills he displayed in the Kanto Tournament finals caused his opponent to suffer a lot.

This is also information that Kevin has not yet collected.

Now Longma is getting braver and braver. He plays without any restraint and does what he wants, without caring about the rhythm of the game and his physical strength.

Directly tied the score.

"Well done, little dragon horse, you caught up easily. Keep up the good work, but remember to conserve your energy."

It was comfortable to play the ball carefree like I did just now, but I also had to conserve my energy for the next game.

Longma, who is sitting and resting, is enjoying the moment and will listen to his sister's teachings.

"Sister, you are so long-winded. I will definitely win."

You little brat, if it wasn’t game time now, I would definitely crush your face!

"That Kevin must have other tricks up his sleeve. He was chosen captain of the national team simply by imitating your tennis skills. It can't be that simple."

After hearing what his sister said, Longma's eyes changed from relaxed to serious again.

In stark contrast to the Japanese team's joy, the American team's coach slapped Kevin in the face as soon as he came off the court for a break.

This caught Long Ge's attention. He didn't have a good impression of the American kid, but it was not a wise choice for a coach to attack a player during the game.

What a disgusting Yankee.

"Little Dragon Horse, show that American what you're made of. A coach who doesn't respect his players deserves a good lesson."

Longma also couldn't stand the other coach's behavior.

Let him be shocked by the strength of the Japanese team.

After listening to his sister's advice, Ryoma did not blindly use the tornado to kill the ball, but instead saved a little bit of his energy.

The American team coach then realized that every time Ryoma Echizen came back on the court after a break, he would have a different performance. What on earth did the Japanese team coach say?

Kevin, who was wasted a little bit by Longma, grew up little by little in adversity.

Shoot out an illusion ball that even Longma can't see clearly.

After being defeated several times in the illusion ball, Kevin was not as frustrated or in pain as he had imagined.

Longma faced it calmly. He had seen this level of ball countless times in the games with his sister and father.