The Prince of Tennis

"Yes!"

"Now, start physical training. All members run ten laps around the playground!" Following Tezuka's order, the entire tennis team began to run.There are only two people who are not running, one is temporarily working as a teaching assistant, and the other is Fujimine, who is specially approved by Tezuka not to participate in physical training.

"Senior Gan, what are you setting up?" Fujimine watched Mr. Gan move out a small table seriously, and put a lot of bottles and cans on and behind the table.

"Ah, that," Qian Yin said with a grin, and poured the big bottle in his hand, and there was a continuous flow of liquid from it, and a cup was filled soon after.Qian followed the same analogy, and soon filled the table full of cups, "This, I specially prepared, secretly train weapons."

"It looks incredible!" Coach Long Qi took a few steps away with a look of horror.

"Good! Hurry up!"

"Cheer up! Hurry up!"

Everyone in the tennis club shouted and cheered while running. They were full of enthusiasm. Everyone was running enthusiastically.However, due to differences in talent, physical ability, and realm, informal players inevitably fall behind the official players.

"Even if I can't catch up with the official players, I will do the best among the unofficial players!" Arai looked back at the people behind him warriorly as he ran, and couldn't help but yelled in full force: "Formal Player, I will be Arai sooner or later!"

"Don't be too proud of Arai-senpai, what's wrong with the players who lead the second team?" Horio, who has been playing tennis for two years, did not show any weakness. He quickened his pace and immediately followed.Although he likes to brag, two years of tennis experience is a real experience, which makes his physical fitness not inferior to Arai, who is the best in the second-year informal school team.

Arai eagerly glanced at Horio who was catching up with him. He couldn't help but stepped a little faster, trying to keep Horio from overtaking him: "What are you talking about, Horio, it's better for a first-year kid to pick up the ball!"

When the two were fighting, they heard a voice not far ahead: "Horio, Arai-senpai, let's go first!"

Horio and Arai hurriedly looked up, only to see that they were still ahead of the crowd just now, and they had already eaten up behind the ass of Katsuro and Katsuo.

Horio yelled, "Damn Katsuro! Don't want to enter the void!" Arai also yelled, "Mizuya, don't want to slip away!"

Coach Ryugasaki watched the scenes of fierce competition, with a satisfied smile on his face, "It seems that everyone's fighting spirit is very high! This is something worth rewarding!"

"No, no, high morale is a good thing, but in the end it depends on actual results." He said with a black smile: "Obviously, they are not fast enough." The official team members lined up to pass by, and dry their hands. The stopwatch on the top has jumped to fifty-four seconds, and when the first member of the informal team, Yuyao Masao, appeared on the corner of the court, the number on the stopwatch was fifty-nine seconds.

"Di di di di!" A regular piercing voice sounded, put down the stopwatch with a sinister expression, and said: "It's...it's too late."

When the first wave of informal players rushed over, Gan picked up the cup from the table and handed it over as usual. It was the same as handing it to the official players, but Fujimine clearly saw the liquid in the cup flashing a weird red light. !

"Come on, this is yours." There was no change in the dry voice.

"Thank you senpai!" Horio did not doubt that he was there, and took the glass and drank it.

"what!!!"

The formal team members who ran in front turned their heads and asked in horror: "What's the matter? What happened?"

"What is that!" The sharp-eyed Kikumaru saw a crowd of people who fell down, his wrists hanging under his body unconsciously.

"This is called punishment tea." Gan raised the big cup in his hand with a weird smile, and the sticky and weird red liquid inside kept bubbling up: "From now on, it takes more than a minute to run a circle. People who want to drink my special punishment tea made by Agan!"

"Damn it! How can you drink that kind of thing!" everyone shouted at the same time.

"Oh, there is one more thing I forgot to say." Gan seemed to remember something suddenly, and added: "Considering that the rest of the people are all official players, the chance of running into one minute is 100%, so I said, The one who will arrive last will have to drink punishment tea."

"what!"

"I definitely don't want to drink it!" Taocheng felt like he was about to crush his posterior teeth: "That kind of thing!"

"Me too!" Echizen also shouted desperately.

"Yeah!!" Every official team member is sprinting with all their strength, and you fight for me not to yield to each other.Taocheng looked at Fuer who ran so fast in surprise, and said, "Why don't you love to drink that kind of food?"

"Well, yes," Fuji said with a gentle smile, "Agan's juice really tastes good."

"Then why are you running so fast!" Taocheng looked desperately at Fuji and speeded up.

Bu Er turned his head to show Tao Cheng his smile that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and said, "That's because I prefer to see the pain of others."

"Hey..." Taocheng turned her face in horror, and said to herself: "I definitely don't want to be enemies like you."

"Okay, the last lap!" Gan said as he took out a large glass with a capacity of one liter from under the table, the red liquid in it looked even more dazzling, "The one who ran last, I want you to drink it. This is it!"

"Ah! Impossible!"

Under the deterrence of the penalty tea, the official team ran across the finish line in a straight line.Gan said regretfully: "It's a pity that there are no losers. No one will drink this cup of punishment tea. But if it is thrown out, it will be too wasteful. It is better to divide it up together."

"Drink yourself!" All the official team members glared at him.

"Forget it, I'll divide it up with you. I really want to try the new flavor." Buer took the big cup with a smile, and after pouring half of it, he drank it and slapped his lips in praise: "It's delicious!"

"In that case, I will taste it too." Fujimine unexpectedly reached out to take the unused cup, poured out the remaining half, and drank it clean.

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