"You can actually score from the president's hand!"
The onlookers were amazed.
This was the first time they saw someone score from An Shijin.
But what they didn't know was that An Shijin deliberately lost points with this goal. After all, he couldn't let Shuji Akai lose too ugly.
The tennis club cannot afford to be without such a great general.
Although it was only a few balls, Amurojin had already roughly figured out the strength of Shuji Akai.
It is definitely at the peak of the Kanto level.
It is not easy to find such a strong man in Okinawa and Higa country.
Akai breathed a sigh of relief, all the pressure on his body was released from the ball just now.
And this was his response to An Shijin.
Although Akai felt boundless oppression from An Shijin, he still maintained a high fighting spirit.
As An Shijin said, Akai has always loved tennis in his heart.
The long-lasting fire was ignited again, and the fiery passion was enough to melt the ice.
"Ah..."
An Shijin, who saw a hint of fire in Akai's eyes, smiled slightly.
Encouragement is one thing, establishing prestige is another.
As the president of the tennis club, An Shijin also has to show his strength to convince the members.
And Akai, who has good strength, is the best target to establish his authority.
Bang!
Akai's racket fell from above his head, and along with the yellow light were Akai's footsteps.
"Fan Shaoqian!"
Following An Shijin's low shout, a sharp yellow beam of light slid through the air.
The ball went straight to Akai's face, and the approaching wind pressure made the hairs on Akai's body stand on end.
"Be careful! Akai!"
The people at Zhuoqiu Club were sweating for Akai, being hit by this ball was no joke.
Before Akai could react, the ball was already vibrating in mid-air.
Whoosh whoosh!
The ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air rang in Akai's ears, and the tennis ball that was originally in front of him suddenly changed direction and bypassed the flank of his backhand.
After several circles, it hit the baseline behind Akai.
"What a...what a curveball!"
The onlookers were shocked. This was the first time they had seen such a curveball.
"Fan Shaoqian...it's really a goal worthy of the name!"
Akai took a deep breath and said.
The trajectory that runs like a cobra is full of danger.
Akai couldn't imagine how Jin Amuro would have avoided the ball if he intentionally attacked his opponent's body.
boom!
boom!
"This round was scored by An Shijin, the score is 1:0."
"Both sides change sides!"
Relying on the impact brought by Fan Shaoqian, An Shijin quickly completed the break.
And this is just the beginning of this game.
The gap between the national level and the Kanto level is not as simple as three words, and Akai feels this very deeply.
The pressure like a mountain kept coming, and his nerves were completely tense and he did not dare to slack off at all.
Even though he was so focused on facing Ashijin's counterattacks, he would often make mistakes. Such a embarrassed look reminded Akai of the scene when he first came into contact with tennis.
...
boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by An Shijin, the score is 3:0."
...
boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by An Shijin, the score is 5:0."
...
In the blink of an eye, An Shijin had won five games in a row, and was only missing the last game to win.
"Huchi...huchi..."
The battle with An Shijin made Akai sweat profusely for the first time in a long time. Although he was lagging behind by a big score, Akai was very happy in his heart.
He had already glimpsed the road ahead from An Shijin's body.
"Come over here! Amuro!"
Standing with his legs crossed, Akai said with a smile.
"You're still far behind, Akai-senpai!"
An Shijin smiled slightly and slowly threw the tennis ball in his hand.
boom!
The arm that was thrown out like a whip swung the racket and hit the tennis ball above the head.
A beam of golden light galloped forward.
Boom!
Akai's feet were nailed to the spot.
Facing Ashi Jin's high-speed serve, Akai couldn't make any reaction at all.
"This guy's serve...is getting faster again!"
Akai's face became solemn again, and it was exactly what he thought.
This guy Amuro didn't try his best at all.
He is like a prey being played with by a hunter. The more he struggles, the more excited he becomes.
"What a nasty guy!"
Akai, who felt that he had seen through Amuro Jin's true face, kept complaining in his heart.
But in fact, An Shijin was just afraid that he would crush Akai's spirit by exerting too much force.
"The game is over, An Shijin wins!"
Koishikawa smiled and reported the outcome of the game.
In fact, the onlookers already knew the outcome of this game.
No matter how you look at it, Shuji Akai has no chance of winning.
"Thanks for the advice."
Akai sighed helplessly. The ugly loser reminded him of the Zhuoqiu match against Amuro Jin at the Zhuoqiu Club that day.
The same fiasco happened again.
"Akai-senpai's tennis level is indeed much higher than your golf level."
An Shijin shook hands with Akai and said with a smile.
"Ding! Emotion point 216 from Akai."
An Shijin could clearly feel Akai's body stiffen slightly. Being said like this by a junior was obviously a big blow to Akai.
But he couldn't refute, because he couldn't compare to the junior in front of him in either football or tennis.
The match between Amuro Jin and Akai Shuji ended the fastest among the several stadiums, and the crowd dispersed quickly after the match between Amuro Jin and Akai Shuji.
Other people's games are also exciting.
...
The sunset gradually dyed the sky red, and the noise in the tennis club became much quieter.
All competitions in the first intra-school ranking competition have ended.
The list of the new official team members of Higa Junior High School has also been released.
"I'll read out the list of official team members now."
An Shijin stood in front of all the club members, and his youthful appearance had already begun to show the demeanor of a king.
"Tian Ren Zhihui."
"Akai Shuji."
...
"Rin Hiraguba."
"Zhi Nian Kuan."
"Kai Yujiro."
"Kote Eishiro."
Although there is one person whose name has not been read, everyone knows that the position belongs to their president An Shijin.
"There is still a little time before the regional qualifiers. Our goal this year is the national competition!"
"I will never allow failure before the national competition. Do you understand me?"
An Shijin looked at the formal team members who were coming out and shouted.
"I understand!"
Even Akai roared in response to Amuro.
Infected by this atmosphere, everyone in the tennis club is full of expectations for the upcoming regional qualifiers.
This year's Higa Junior High School will become the darkest dark horse in the national competition.