hotmtlnovel #170 - Imitating Ryoma Echizen?
#170 - Imitating Ryoma Echizen?
“Oh dear, I didn't expect you to return that ball.”
Wakato Hiroshi smiled and said.
In the instant he picked up his racket, Wakato Hiroshi's expression turned serious.
His competitive spirit had already been ignited by Echizen Ryoma.
“Transform!”
As soon as he spoke, Wakato Hiroshi switched the racket to his left hand, and his body began to crouch slightly.
Seeing Wakato Hiroshi's movements, from within the Rikkaidai team:
“This is?!”
Niou Masaharu exclaimed.
Yanagi Renji still kept his eyes closed.
Sanada Genichirou said seriously: “This is the last test of this match, it can be said to be a challenge to himself.”
Seeing Wakato Hiroshi's transformation, the entire Shounan team became serious.
“Wakato, that guy, is starting again.”
“Why doesn't he use Free Imitation?”
Kakimoto Takahisa was silent for a while, “He should be trying to prove himself, we have to watch him until the last moment of the match.”
Hanamura Aoi looked serious and sighed in the court.
The match continued.
Wakato Hiroshi's eyes flashed, he tossed the tennis ball up, and controlled the racket to hit the tennis ball out.
The crisp sound of 'bang' rang out in the court, and the tennis ball flew towards the opponent's court with rapid spin.
Facing this ball.
Echizen Ryoma was slightly surprised.
“Topspin Serve?!”
Then he immediately moved his body and came to the hitting point.
His arm heavily hit the tennis ball back.
Bang, the tennis ball quickly flew across the court.
“Useless, I am you!”
Wakato Hiroshi didn't panic at all, maintained an excited smile, and hit the ball back in the same way.
Bang, the speed of the tennis ball became faster and faster, even a little difficult to see its trajectory.
Suddenly.
Echizen Ryoma slid his feet, held the racket with both hands, and slammed the tennis ball, which was intercepted at the highest point, heavily.
Pa, the tennis ball was like a bullet shot straight out, with a cloud of green smoke.
“Didn't I say it was useless! I am you!”
While speaking, Wakato Hiroshi once again used the same method to smash the tennis ball back.
“Why do I feel like two of the same people are playing tennis!”
“I also have this feeling.”
“Wakato Hiroshi is very handsome no matter what.”
At this time, even the audience noticed that it was completely like two of the same people were playing.
From within the Rikkaidai team.
“All of Echizen's movements have been imitated.”
Marui Bunta said in a deep voice.
Yanagi Renji said: “The error rate between the two is no more than 2%.”
“It's rare for the captain and vice-captain to value this so much.”
Yagyu Hiroshi looked at Yukimura and Sanada Genichirou and said in a deep voice.
“Echizen, is this all you've got? Don't disappoint people. '
Sanada Genichirou said in a deep voice.
Yukimura's eyes flickered slightly.
Inside the court.
The two sides began to stalemate continuously.
The score was very tight.
The current score is 3:3.
The two had been seizing each other's opportunities to score.
And the more it went on like this, the more Echizen Ryoma felt like he was competing with himself.
No matter how good the opportunity he seized.
The next time, the opponent would definitely seize it back.
It was like a mirror, constantly examining himself and finding his shortcomings.
Just then.
Echizen looked at Yukimura sitting in the coach's seat, and those purple eyes collided with Echizen Ryoma's in an instant.
Echizen Ryoma also saw the strength and gentleness in Yukimura's eyes in an instant.
He wanted to be as strong as Yukimura, instead of someone who couldn't even break through 'himself'.
Immediately.
Echizen Ryoma's eyes flashed with an unusual light.
In that instant, he broke through himself!
“Go back!”
Along with Echizen Ryoma's low roar.
Bang, the tennis ball flashed across the court.
The speed was so fast that Wakato Hiroshi couldn't react at all.
‘Game, Echizen Ryoma, score 4:3!’
The referee announced.
As the announcement ended, everyone on the Seigaku team showed a rare smile.
“My data won't be wrong!”
Yanagi Renji also showed a faint smile.
Sanada Genichirou nodded.
“That's right!”
“There's no need to worry next!”
Yagyu Hiroshi pushed his glasses and said.
Yukimura didn't speak, but affirmation could be felt from that smile.
Echizen Ryoma broke through with his own perseverance.
This is growth.
“How is this possible, he broke through himself!
Wakato Hiroshi looked at the ball at his feet, his eyes filled with shock.
But then a different light flashed in his eyes.
“Even so, I won't lose!”
The match continued.
Echizen Ryoma's serve.
At this time, Echizen Ryoma had completely broken through his previous self.
Facing Wakato Hiroshi, he no longer had the urgency he had just had.
Instead, he saw more flaws in 'himself'.
“It's here!”
Saying that, Echizen Ryoma swung his racket with all his might, and hit another topspin serve.
Bang, the tennis ball produced a burst of air-piercing sound with incredible spin.
“I am also constantly breaking through!
Wakato Hiroshi ran towards the hitting point, and hit the ball back with a powerful blow.
Bang, “Useless, the previous me is already useless to me”
Basic footwork allowed Echizen Ryoma to quickly reach the designated landing point and heavily hit the ball back.
Bang, “15:0!”
Just as Echizen Ryoma said.
He had already broken through his previous self.
Wakato Hiroshi's imitation tennis was completely ineffective against Echizen Ryoma.
Even if Wakato Hiroshi now used free-switching imitation tennis, it would no longer have any meaning.
“30:0!”
“40:0”
‘Game, Echizen Ryoma, score 4:3!’
“Wakato, what are you doing!”
Hanamura Aoi frowned.
“Coach, it's useless, Wakato Hiroshi wants to prove his tennis.”
“Let us witness it to the end!”
Kakimoto Takahisa said in a deep voice.
“6:3! Winner, Rikkaidai's Echizen Ryoma!”
As the referee announced, the match ended.
Echizen Ryoma took a deep breath.
“You won this match, Echizen Ryoma, I will definitely win next time!”
Wakato Hiroshi said to Echizen Ryoma.
Echizen Ryoma smiled slightly, “You still have a long way to go!”
July.
Kanagawa Prefecture, Rikkaidai Affiliated Middle School.
Kanto Tournament Draw Ceremony.
All the popular teams in the entire Kanto region are gathered here.
8:00 AM.
All the popular academies came to the scene one after another to start registering.
“We're here, Kabaji.”
Atobe stood outside the door and said.
“Yes,” Kabaji beside him replied.
The two were about to enter the academy when they were attracted by a familiar voice behind them.
“Yo, you two, what a coincidence!?”
“Sengoku?”
Seeing the person coming, Atobe smiled and said: “It's quite a coincidence, isn't this Yamabuki Middle School's captain, Sengoku Kiyosumi, right Kabaji?”
“Yes,” Kabaji said.
Sengoku clicked his tongue:
“The Kanto Tournament! It's really both a headache and exciting.”
Atobe ignored him and flicked his hair:
“Hmph, as long as our Hyotei wins this kind of competition, right Kabaji?”
“Yes”
Afterwards, Atobe saw the words Rikkaidai Academy, and his expression became a little dignified.
If Hyotei wants to become the champion of the Kanto Tournament, they must defeat Rikkaidai.
But, can defeating Rikkaidai really be done?
“Let's go, Kabaji.”
Atobe said.