The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 359 Brothers reunite after 8 years

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The narrator of this chapter is Long Ya, the protagonist.Points of view conversion are marked with *.

Habitually tossing the oranges in his hand, he looked down at the central tennis court in the shadow of the ceiling.

"Tennis is a huge dream where you can see the vast world~" This is Uncle Echizen's catchphrase.

Since the orange that was hit by a tennis ball fell into the palm of my hand as if it had eyes, and I couldn't help but exclaim, "Awesome", Uncle Nanjiro has become a hero in my heart.

I still remember when his big hand caressed the top of my head, then nodded my forehead, and then the mellow adult male voice sounded leisurely, "Long Ya, you also want to find that huge dream~"

Clenching the orange in my hand, I stared up at him, with only one thought in my mind - how wonderful it would be if Uncle Nanjiro was my father...

These eyes burning with passion and dreams are so different from the cold, rational eyes of the old man at home, without any emotion!

Catching the falling orange, my eyes accidentally glanced at a pair of amber eyes familiar with Zhang Yang, "Huh?"

"What are you in a daze for?" There were three burly men standing behind him, their expressions were equally lazy and calm.It was cast in the same mold as Uncle Nanjiro.

"Small one?" I was a little surprised.Uncle Cigar can't help but want to do it?

"You really can't live without oranges." He said casually, "Speaking of which, I remembered this orange. The old man's catchphrase back then..."

He lowered his head and covered his eyes with the brim of his hat. "Tennis is a huge dream of being able to see the vast world."

Raising his head, those amber eyes stared at me sharply and intently, "He often said that while chewing on an orange."

"Ah...well, that's right." Even being stuttered by a brat, I closed my eyes mockingly.

"Hey, what are you doing!" One of the burly men shoved his shoulder.So he was taken to the arena with his two teammates.

Glancing at his back, I stared at the orange in my hand.I like oranges, not just because I admire Uncle Nanjiro...

How many nights, I watched his game video.The young man wearing a white hat and waving a red racket, every move on the court, every frown and smile, and every bit of growth, can't get tired of watching it over and over again.

The orange in his hand shone an attractive golden color in the sun.

"A huge... dream?" I held up the orange so that it was at eye level, and I whispered, with the corners of my mouth curled.

＊"The fourth game is coming up. The match between Yukihiko Maro Sakurabuki and Alberto Cibes vs. Fuji Shusuke of Youth Gakuen is about to begin."

The clear and loud voice of the commentator echoed on the central tennis court.There are only three of us left alone next to the field.

Put your hands in your trouser pockets and lean back against the bench.The ministers sitting side by side discussed with Fuji who was going to play in a low voice, "Since Dashi and the others are being taken as hostages, it's better not to blindly suppress them and become a one-sided game."

"That's right." Bu Er agreed, "Neither win nor lose, in short, buy time first."

Looking at Buer, Shi Shiran picked up the racket and walked into the arena.I whispered something in my stomach, in this kind of water release competition, only the demon fox among the three of us can match the fake with the real, with a high degree of proficiency.

The two ministers and the minister watched the fierce and intense fight on the field expressionlessly, and suddenly remembered that Yuki Sakurabuki Hikomaro boasted triumphantly, "The next three people on our side are elites of a completely different level from just now. It won't be the same as the first three games!"

On the field, Buer gritted his teeth and frowned to catch the ball from the opponent.

"Senior Fuji's opponent looks very difficult to deal with." I said blankly.

"Ah." The minister responded blankly.

Leaping high into the sky, the opponent made a fierce smash, and it fell to the ground to blossom.

"Siberce wins this game, the number of games is [-]-[-]!"

"Senior Fuji has nothing to do with each other." I said blankly.

"Ah. Very good game rhythm." The minister continued to respond blankly, "But how long can you last?"

I have seen the kung fu of the demon fox.I look at what is on the field.The corners of his lips were pursed and his expression was serene, except that there was no smile, which seemed to be the same as usual.But I'm not mistaken—the blue eyes that are as calm as the sea, but a thunder hurricane that sweeps everything is brewing underneath.

Indeed, how long can you endure it?I hope Dashi and Gan will move quickly.

"Siberce wins this game, the number of games is [-]-[-]!"

Seeing that Fuji walked unhurriedly to the opposite side to exchange venues, the minister sighed, "Has the time to fight for it come to an end?"

Turning my head to say something to the minister, my eyes flicked across the stands, and my eyes suddenly froze.

At the top of the stands, Taocheng in a blue and white shirt was raising his arms and waving vigorously.

"Senior Taocheng!"

"Hey?" The minister followed my gaze and saw Taocheng who was making an O gesture with both arms and smiling.

"A Tao! You escaped~" Buer on the field also noticed it, and a usual smile appeared on his face.

There seemed to be the sound of a knife clanging in his eyes, and Bu Er's return ball hit the bottom line accurately and sharply.Standing up straight and looking at the other party, Fuji's tone was calm and indifferent, "I'm sorry, I'm going to win you."

"Here it is, the giant bear strikes back! Yay! Hahahaha~" Taocheng danced and laughed loudly at the top of the stands.This fool, I'm afraid people don't know that they escaped.

"Next, the fifth game." After the end of the game without any suspense, the name on the scoreboard flipped, "Sakurabuki Hikomaro team Joan Czech Marusong vs. Youth Academy..."

He was squatting down and tying his shoes, ready to go on stage, when he heard the commentator's voice continue, "...Tezuka Kunimitsu's match is about to begin."

I looked up in surprise, and the minister with the racket was standing in front of me.

"I'll play this game." He looked steadily into the arena, and casually glanced at me, "Your opponent is Echizen Ryuya."

Without waiting for my answer, he went straight into the arena.

Still squatting in the posture of tying my shoelaces, staring at his back, for a long time I just said two words, "Minister."

Who said I'm the only wayward?Isn't this guy the most willful in Qingxue?But why every time he talks to himself, not only does it not arouse disgust, but it makes people feel uncomfortable?

Fortunately, there is no need to play the water race, otherwise it would be really difficult for the minister.Looking at the one-sided game scene, I sighed again, "Minister..."

"Is it Tezuka's domain?" Beside him, Fuji remained calm, "No matter what action the opponent takes, the ball will return to him obediently. Tezuka's profound meaning~"

The so-called killing a chicken with a sledgehammer refers to the current situation, right?There is no need to worry about the long game time of the minister whose shoulder has just recovered.

The nebula rotates and the universe condenses.Being tested by the minister, the other party's poor self-esteem is even more miserable than being run over by a group of desperate dinosaurs when a meteorite hits the earth.

The ball fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and quietly hid aside.

"The game is over, the winner is Youth Gakuen Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

After a moment of silence, there was thunderous applause from all around the arena.