Prince of Tennis - I am Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 321 - 322

Chapter 321 Fifth Movement?

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The narrator of this chapter is Fuji-Sanada-Inoue (middle-aged reporter, fan of samurai)-Miki-Atobe-Sanada-the protagonist. The angle of view change is marked with *.

The perspective changed so much accidentally. For the sake of the last game, please forgive me, hehe~

The romance is gone. The young man's youthful and slender posture blends into the scorching sun and clear sky, turning into a glowing light and shadow.

"Bang!" The ball exploded at the feet of Sanada, who was dumbfounded and unable to react, and flew away arrogantly.

Under the brim of the white hat, the golden eyes with messy hair grasped the motionless opponent. The flamboyant corners of the eyes and the leering posture peeled off the childish appearance, revealing the unparalleled momentum and powerful coercion that completely wiped out the will.

"You still have lots more to work on."

The audience was shocked.

After a while, the discussion in the venue started quietly, "What, what's wrong? Did he fight back?"

"Um...well...maybe?"

"I didn't see what happened at all..."

"Zhizhiwuqian ", The action is supreme, the case is unparalleled, the luck is unparalleled, the upper reaches the floating clouds, and the lower reaches the end of the earth. ("Zhuangzi Talks about the Sword")

"What are you talking about, Senior Fuji?" Taocheng looked at him in confusion. I muttered, "That Echizen guy seemed to have said something in English just now."

"You're still far behind."

"Hey? Fuji-senpai, how did you learn to imitate Echizen's tone?" Momoshiro was even more confused.

"The meaning of Ryoma's English sentence is that you are still far away." I explained calmly, keeping my eyes fixed on the young man in the field.

＊Returning the 'wind' style serve that tripled my speed? ! Don't be kidding, it's just a coincidence! Unbelievingly, he served again, and the same scene happened again.

What's wrong? In the end what happened! I looked away from the tennis ball on the ground and stared at him in surprise.

Taking a horizontal shot, the young man's still and quiet figure seems to be hanging in the Milky Way space, but his golden eyes are burning, and the flames are burning all over his body in a trance.

Uncontrollable trembling... what does this feel like? fear? No! This is impossible!

"Come on! Echizen Ryoma!" I shouted loudly to dispel the inexplicable emotions. I put all my strength into this serve.

Amid the roar, the golden figure surged forward. So fast!

I instantly increased my speed to the top and swooped forward. I gritted my teeth and caught the ball, and my swing was an extreme 'wind' style.

In front of the net, a blazing angel descended from the sky, stretched out its golden wings, and fluttered its wings, shooting out countless feathers of light...

"Pop!" He looked at the tennis ball rolling on the ground behind him like a dream. Wha, what?

After a moment of silence, the audience roared, "Ah -"

"Okay, so awesome!"

"Hey! That first grader actually has such hidden strength?!"

"Really! It's like he's a different person!"