"Bang!"

"Game, Souji Hatada, 1-0."

...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Game, Souji Hatada, 2-0."

...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Game, Souji Hatada, 3-0."

...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Game, Souji Hatada, 4-0."

"So...so awesome."

Yamabuki looked at Soji Hata, who was firmly suppressing Kintaro Toyama on the court, and sighed sincerely.

They all could see how fierce, powerful, tenacious and difficult Toyama Kintaro's attack was.

But even like this, it was still difficult for Kintaro Toyama to win a point from Soji Hata.

Faced with the endless means of Soji Hatada, Toyama Kintaro tried very hard to deal with it, but it was still not enough.

At this time, Kintaro Toyama, who was on the court, looked at Souji Hata across from him with solemn and serious eyes. The tennis ball and racket in his hands rarely provided him with a sense of security.

It's like a prickly hedgehog, and there's no way to eat it.

"What's wrong, Kintaro, hurry up and attack us."

Souji Hatada still appeared to be at ease and calm.

"snort!"

Kintaro Toyama squeezed the tennis ball in his hand tightly.

I won't give in!!!!

"Bang!"

Kintaro Toyama bends his knees, takes off, leans forward, sends the tennis ball hard, and uses the inertia of his body to accelerate to the net.

The tennis ball drew an arc in mid-air, shifting from its original direction to the outside of the court to deflecting inwards. At the same time, after the tennis ball landed, it bounced at a shallow and deep angle.

A curveball with backspin?

Soji Hata took a deep look at this deceptive and unexpected serve.

At the same time, he glanced at Kintaro Toyama, who was running towards the net with a focused and serious expression.

It's really rare to be able to be so focused and determined when fighting like this. Is he worthy of being called Kintaro?

But it's a pity, Kintaro, you are still one step away from the national level.

The current strength of Toyama Kintaro is not yet at the national level, but he is just one step away from the national level. For some people, this last step is like a chasm, but for Toyama Kintaro, crossing it

It's just a matter of time, sooner or later, but Soji Hata doesn't intend to let Kintaro Toyama live such an easy life.

Although Kintaro Toyama has always believed that playing tennis is a very happy thing, Soji Hata feels that just being happy is not enough.

Sometimes, failure is the best catalyst.

Otherwise, why is failure the mother of success?

Because you have experienced the pain of failure, the happiness will become more precious!

So, Kintaro...

"You're still far away!"

Hatada Souji suddenly opened his eyes, and dark purple thunder filled with majesty flashed around him, as if he was a life in the thunder. The sacred majesty cannot be offended.

"coming soon!"

"That guy Souji's strongest move!"

Kentaro Minami and the others all opened their eyes wide, not daring to miss the pure and ultimate goal that was about to come.

Even Akutsu, who had always had an indifferent look, was staring at Hata Souji with sharp eyes at this moment, unwilling to miss a minute.

Kintaro Toyama looked at Souji Hatada, and while he was eager to try, his expression suddenly became more fearful and vigilant.

Is it coming?

This time, I must call back!

At this time, Chief Bantian looked indifferent and majestic.

"This moment - the time of death!"

"Bang!"

Everything seemed to be at peace.

For Kintaro Toyama, the sound can no longer be heard; the breathing can no longer be felt; all the thoughts in the mind have disappeared, and nothing can be remembered; everything in the vision gradually disappears, turning into the purest trace of

Purple; there is only that bright ball in his eyes, as bright as thunder.

The whole person surrendered to the charm and power of this ultimate goal and could not extricate himself.

"Bang!"

Lightning flashed past Kintaro Toyama's feet, and the previous feeling slowly dispersed like a mist. His vision and hearing came back again, and he could see the elegant and comfortable Hata Souji on the opposite side. In his peripheral vision, the expressions on the faces of everyone in Yamabuki had not dissipated.

Amazing expression.

Kintaro Toyama could feel the rise and fall of his chest, hear his steady breathing, and even hear his heartbeat, but his mind was still blank.

What should I do now?

There was a voice echoing in Kintaro Toyama's mind.

what should I do?

"Hey, what's wrong with the distant mountains? Why are you still standing there stupidly?"

"I don't know, maybe I was frightened."

"I think so. After all, Yuanshan faced that...incredible goal."

"Can he still fight?"

"Does it matter whether the fight lasts or not? The winner or loser is already obvious anyway."

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Kentaro Minami, who was sitting on the referee's chair, couldn't help but said: "Toyama, you should continue to serve."

Should I keep serving?

Toyama Kintaro's eyes were filled with confusion, and he walked towards the bottom line with a somewhat dull expression.

"Whoosh!"

There was no extra movement, just instinct to hit the tennis ball.

"Bang!"

Hatada Souji hit the tennis ball back cleanly and showed no mercy!

The tennis ball flew out from Kintaro Toyama's feet.

"30-0."

Ah, have you been hit back?

Kintaro Toyama looked at the tennis ball being hit back, but he didn't have any unnecessary thoughts in his heart, as if being hit back was an insignificant matter.

Soji Hata said calmly: "Go on, Kintaro."

"yes!"

Since the director-general said so.

Kintaro Toyama hit the tennis ball again without any threat.

"Bang!"

"40-0."
To be continued...