The finals of the national competition will start here. At this moment, the stands on the sidelines are already full, all of them are spectators who come to watch this game.
In the center of the stand, Kanna's family also silently found a few seats and sat down together.
"Husband, don't we really need to go say hello to Xinyi?"
Seeing that her son had not yet appeared on the court, Kannashi Shinichi’s mother Rinako asked the head of the family, Kannayu Yutaro.
"Let's meet Shinichi after the game is over." Before Yutaro could reply, Kanna Shinichi's grandfather, Kanna Kunosuke, spoke first.
Listening to his father's words, Kanna Yutaro could only nod his head, while Kanna Shinichi's mother and grandmother could only suppress their longing for Kanna Shinichi and wait for the game to end before going to see their Shinichi. At nine o'clock sharp, the two final teams entered the venue on time.
I saw a group of teenagers walking into the stadium under the high platform, and everyone in the Kanna family saw Kanna Shinichi walking in the front.
"It's Xinyi, mother, it's Xinyi."
"Rinako, it's Shinichi. Shinichi has grown taller again."
Kannashi Shinichi's mother and grandmother were a little excited when they saw Kannawuxin's appearance, while Kannashixinichi's grandfather and father looked at their eldest grandson with pride on their faces.
Next to them, a mature and beautiful woman also looked at the group of teenagers wearing gray uniforms on the court, and softly called out: "Aren, come on."
In addition to Nagoya, the remaining top eight teams were also sitting in the stands. They were all informed that after this final, the Japan Tennis Federation had something to announce.
Off the court, the two teams who walked into the stadium saw the luxurious stadium in front of them and the huge crowds of spectators. Many people were very excited, and their fighting spirit began to burn.
This is simply the best stage to show off your tennis skills.
Seeing the excitement of the players of the final team on the field, the main players of the eliminated teams all looked envious.
"Chitose, we must reach the national finals next year."
Tachibana's eyes were full of fighting spirit. Although they only made it to the quarterfinals this year, he was full of confidence in his and Chitose's future.
"Well, Juping, we will definitely bring Lion Music to the top of the country."
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"Tezuka, Yamabuki next year will definitely stand on this stage like them, right?"
Fuji looked at the main players of the two teams in the center of the stadium, where everyone was watching, and a desire was growing in his heart.
"Well, next year we will definitely reach the finals." At this moment, Tezuka's eyes were also shining with light.
The main candidates from Tentenhoji, Kuroshio, and Makinoto looked at the two main candidates on the field, and their eyes were also shining brightly.
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"The national competition finals will be held next, with Hyotei Academy facing off against Rikkai University Affiliated High School."
"Players from both sides please come forward."
After a while, the sound of the bright broadcast rang through the entire stadium, and everyone fell silent. Then the cheerleaders of the two teams were heard cheering at the top of their lungs outside the stadium.
"The winner will be Hyokui, and the loser will be Tatekai Dai..."
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"Ever victorious, Li Hai Da..."
Hyotei's cheers were provocative, and they drowned out Tatekai's cheers, as if the stadium had become Hyotei's home court.
"We meet again, Kanna-san."
Yukimura stretched out his hand in front of Kanna with a very gentle smile on his face.
Looking at the blue-haired boy in front of him, Kannashi extended his hand with the same smile: "Let's have a wonderful game today."
On this side, Kanna and Yukimura are having a friendly exchange, but Atobe and Sanada are fighting each other.
"This year's national championship will be won by our ice emperor."
Atobe looked very arrogant and his tone was very confident, but in Sanada's eyes, he was full of dissatisfaction: "In this final, our Tachikai Dai will win."
"Pfft..."
Nioh, who was standing next to Sanada, couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the two people arguing with each other, and then gave Atobe a meaningful look.
"My opponent must be you. I don't want to face that monster again..."
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Ten minutes later.
"The following will be a three-match singles match between Hyotei Gakuen Mori Hisaburo and Tatekai Daiyukimura Seiichi."
Listening to the referee's voice, Yukimura couldn't help but smile. Liu guessed correctly. Kami Nobuichi was not in the third singles position. As long as he won this final, Tachibana University would have a chance to reach the top of the country. "Minister, we must win..."
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"Come on, Minister..."
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"For the sake of the Kanto Tournament, Yukimura, you will win one for us, Tachikai Daiichi." Sanada looked at Yukimura with burning eyes. His face was full of confidence that Yukimura would win the game.
Yukimura, who was getting ready to play, smiled faintly after hearing the cheers from his teammates beside him, and then looked at Sanada: "I will definitely come back with victory in this game."
After Yukimura finished speaking, he walked onto the court confidently and firmly with a smile.
On the other side, the cheering sound of the Ice King cheerleading team was even louder than when the game started.
"Senior Maori, come on..."
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"The winner of this competition must be the Maori senior..."
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Kanna Shinichi was also looking at Mouri, his brows were slightly furrowed and his tone became a little serious: "Senior Mouri, please don't forget the promise you made to me. No matter what the situation of the game is, please don't hurt your arm.
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Sakaki Taro, who was sitting on the coaching bench, also recalled what Kanna Shinichi had told him about Mori's situation. Although he was eager to lead Hyotei to win the championship, he paid more attention to the future prospects of his players.
"As Kanna said, you don't need to bet with your own arms in this game, just try your best."
Although Sakaki Taro's tone was serious and cold, it made Maori feel warm in his heart, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "I understand."
Seigaku's Yamato and Ryuzaki Sumire also came, not far from the Hyotei contestant area. They also heard what Sakaki Taro said just now. For some reason, both of them felt guilty.
Sumire Ryuzaki looked at Yamato and then remembered that the injury on Yamato's arm was good and bad. She knew clearly that Yamato's arm had never been good, but for Seigaku, Yamato made a bet with his own arm.
The reason for Yamato's guilty conscience was that he thought about inviting Tezuka, who had an injured arm, to lead Seigaku to rise again not long after Tezuka retired from the army. Now that he thinks about it, he almost did what he did to ruin Tezuka's life.
Things.
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After a while...
When Maori came to the net, his face became extremely serious, and he no longer looked the same as when he faced his opponent before.
After a simple handshake to choose sides, neither of them said much nonsense. In this game, no one will give up easily.
There was no noise outside the court, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the court, especially the tennis players, whose eyes did not dare to move at all.
This game is already the top showdown among junior high school students, and they don't want to miss any exciting moment.
On the court...
"At the beginning of the game and at the end of the set, Jusaburo Mouri of Hyotei Academy served first."
Pa…pa…
He patted the tennis ball gently, glanced at Yukimura on the opposite side, threw the tennis ball high, and then swung it down without any hesitation.
Bang...
There was a sound of hitting the ball, and an orange light and shadow burst out towards Yukimura.
"Compared with the last time we met, his serving speed has become faster..."
Yukimura frowned slightly. He could feel that the speed of this serve was much faster than when we stayed together.
However, Yukimura didn't take this kind of speed seriously. He speeded up his steps and quickly caught up with the tennis ball. The moment the tennis ball popped out of the court, he swung out a sharp blow. p>
Bang...
The tennis ball flew directly to the diagonal bottom line of Maori's half, which is the farthest position from Maori.
Tread...tread...
A burst of sharp footsteps sounded, and a gray figure was seen flashing across the court. Maori caught up with Tennis at an astonishing speed.
Bang...
Mori twitched directly in the opposite direction, and the tennis ball turned into a straight line and flew towards Yukimura's diagonal baseline.
"15:0, Hyotei Academy Mori Jusaburo scores."
Looking at the tennis ball rolling on the baseline, Yukimura narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mouri's expression with a solemn expression.