The Prince of Tennis

"Why, we can win without you. You should lose or lose. What are you so persistent for?" Fujimine admires Tezuka's sense of responsibility. He is stricter than others and more strict than himself. Style, no one dared to say a word.But the big brother who has given him countless privileges and countless cares since he joined the school team, he doesn't want to see such a person so embarrassed to send out the first failure of the middle school era because of his pain.

"You should rest." Tezuka completely ignored the cold water splashed by Fujimine, said lightly, and turned back and picked up the racket to prepare to play.There is no slight change in his expression and movement, but there is a sense of relaxation in the depths of his eyes. The first grade Fujimine has grown to a point where it is stronger than Fujimine. Although Fujimine deliberately poured cold water, it is still considered to be Fact-Without Tezuka, the game that Qingxue should have won would still be won.

Maybe it's time to hand over the pillar position of the Youth Academy, but I don't know who has the strength to take over in the near future.I want to be Echizen more, because he was born for tennis, but if it is Fujimine, there is nothing wrong with it.In short, this may be his last battle, let it end perfectly.At this point, Tezuka's temperament revealed more determination.

"Fine." No one could change the things Tezuka decided, and Fujimine had to give up.It’s a good thing to want to come here. The so-called not breaking or standing, only by making Tezuka's hand injury so severe that he can’t play tennis at all, can he make up his mind to go abroad for treatment, and then he can welcome a complete Tezuka and a direction. Tezuka at the pinnacle of the realm.

"Hey, girl, cover your ears!" Fujimine walked away from the field, as if not planning to watch this game again.When she walked to Xing's side, she gave her a hand and stretched out her hands to cover her ears.

Xing is now a little accustomed to Fujimine's intimacy, and she whispered in a low voice, "I'm also called a little girl, what a smelt kid." She watched Fujimine put her hand away and covered her ears. , And motioned to her to do the same. Although I don't know why, she still did so obediently.

Almost at the same time Xing stretched out her hand to cover her ears, the muffled cheers sounded in her ears as if a mountain whistling and tsunami.Although she had covered her ears, she still felt a little distressed by the rumbling sound. Fortunately, the little girl glanced at Fujimine beside her and walked out with him.

This burst of cheers was naturally the sound of Uncle Rubu coming onto the court.The two hundred cheerleaders shouted at the same time, and the shouts from the heart were almost as neat as they had been rehearsed thousands of times. The huge resonance echoes also seemed agitated in such an empty stadium. Everyone shouted the same name hysterically: "Trace Ministry! Trace Ministry! Trace Ministry! Trace Ministry! Winner is Trace Ministry! Winner is Ice Emperor!"

"Really, it's my uncle's turn to play so soon?" Traces closed his eyes and his face was intoxicated, as if already intoxicated by his own charm: "In this case, my uncle will let you take a look. , Bingdi’s tennis! Shake with despair!"

"Huh!"

Trace Department held up his left hand, put his right hand in his pocket, closed his eyes slightly, and walked slowly into the field step by step.And with each step of his move, the shouting voice of the audience became even higher, even if he was hiding in the dark all the time not wanting to commit a crime, he couldn't help but tremble.

"The winner is the Ice Emperor! The winner is the Ice Emperor! The loser is the Qingxue! The loser is the Qingxue! The winner is the trace department! The winner is the trace department..."

"He is too exaggerated..." Taocheng widened his eyes and looked at the man who had once played against him with a ball. His head was covered with black lines, and his mouth became square and big, as if he was about to dislocate. "I've got embarrassment all the time!"

"Hi..." Haitang hissed lightly, and said in a gloomy tone: "The grandstanding guy."

"It's really bad, the momentum on Tezuka's side is completely suppressed!" Kikumaru cried out worriedly, covering his face.Hearing what Kikumaru said, his good friend Oishi hurriedly shouted to Horio behind him: "Hey,

"Yes...Yes!" Dashi's rare serious tone instantly stunned the uncomfortable trio. He hurriedly stood at attention, leading the first-year tennis club members behind him and shouted: "Qingxue-come on!"

"No..." After yelling for about three to five minutes, Horio sat down dry and dry. His voice is loud, but there are only a few dozen people, right? How can I talk to the ice emperor ten times the Qingxue Compared to cheerleaders?Moreover, the appearance of Atobe was the main event of the Ice Emperor, his momentum soared to the peak, even if Horio and Tomoka's two big voices used the strength of milking, all the voices they shouted were submerged in waves. Waves were more than waves of cheering to the trace department.

"Kawamura is gone, no one is holding a banner, it seems that the momentum is not good..." Dashi also knew this was not a crime of war, so he sighed helplessly.However, he is not worried. The nearest match depends on his strength, and Tezuka's strength, even after the victory in the original game, the ice emperor’s people said, "Our ice emperor’s minister actually won that. Tezuka eh", it can be seen how deeply its deterrence is deeply rooted.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.I saw the left hand raised by the foot, the middle finger and thumb that had been stacked together suddenly frustrated, and the sound of fingers actually overwhelmed the cheers of hundreds of people.For a moment, there was no sound in the field, and only the echo was floating.

"Drunk in..." Trace's head suddenly lifted up, and his eyes suddenly opened."Whh" he threw his jacket out, and the arrogant voice spread throughout the audience: "My uncle's superb skills!"

"Wow!"

"They're crazy!" Now the Qingxue people regretted why they didn't cover their ears like Fujimine from the beginning, and the eruption after the pause was even more terrifying, as if to overturn the entire stadium.Taocheng covered his ears and roared, but he found that he couldn't even hear his own voice.

The cheers lasted for nearly five minutes before they gradually fell.Tezuka stood alone in the center of the tsunami of the mountain, motionless.He looked at the trail and said lightly, "Is it enjoyable?"

"Ah, yes," Trace Department's hand ran his hair up his forehead, and said, "It's really a pleasure to be in the race."

"Then, just concentrate on the ground." Tezuka bowed to catch the ball, and said: "Let me see how you have grown in the past two years."

I would like to say that if it is not the update of the third shift or more, generally the update will be after 11 o'clock in the evening, because Zaoer usually has an internship without depositing the manuscript.I'm sorry for the elders who waited long ago, but friends who can't make it so late can only trouble you to watch it the next day.(To be continued.)