The Prince of Tennis

"Hey, Ain!" Watanabe Xiu hurriedly supported Ishida who was barely returning to the auditorium, let him sit down, carefully looked at his arm, and said: "I didn't expect it, I thought you were fine."

"You can hit one ball at most, but it's not a wave ball." Ishida's forehead was also full of sweat, and said weakly, "Kawamura, is a real fighter."

"If that Kawamura can take one less goal from Master Patriarch, then one goal. If he let it pass, then he will lose..." Even Cai Qianguang was stunned. This pure power confrontation was shocking. It's too big.

"He won't." Although Ishida's voice is weak, but extremely firm, "If he has the mind to avoid a ball, then he can't even hit a ball with such a strong ball."

"In other words, it seems that Kawamura-senpai was defeated because of his own brains. In fact, it is inevitable?" Fujimine's hearing is very good. He does not understand the persistence of power players. It was not until I heard Ishida that he realized , "That's true, no regrets."

Yes, Kawamura's size and bones, and even training time, are incomparable to Ishida. It is a glorious defeat to be able to reach this level.

"Send Kawamura senior to the hospital. You may need a little glucose or something." Although Fujimine looked lazy, but his strength was not small, he easily carried Kawamura on his shoulders and walked back to the rest area with one hand. , Greeted.

"I'll go." Fujimine was planning to let Suzuki do this, but suddenly a voice rang from the side and stretched out a hand.

"En?" The voice sounded familiar, like rusty iron pieces rubbing against each other, making people feel uncomfortable like a thorn.Fujimine looked back and saw that Akutsu, with gray hair and needles, was standing beside him.

Fujimine chuckled lightly and said, "Will you come here? It seems that your relationship with Senior Kawamura is quite deep!"

"Look at him on one side." Ajujin said coldly: "I didn't expect him to grow to this point, and I have nothing to worry about."

"That's right." Fujimine raised his eyebrows and looked at Akutsu. "According to your temperament, seeing Senior Kawamura's ability to resist the 105th style, you should have relieved your heart and left silently. You Still here, what other purpose is there?"

"Of course I have to ask for the bill that I lost to you." Ajutsu said lightly: "I wouldn't just swallow it and leave."

"You made a mistake." Fujimine lay down on the recliner, closed his eyes, and said casually: "I have never beaten you. It is Echizen who wins you. You should look for him."

"He?" Ajujin's gaze swept across Echiqian, and said, "He is not worthy."

"You are still so annoying to talk. Believe it or not, I'll beat you?" Fujimine likes to toss Echizen. That's right, but it's his own brother, a teammate from the same school, how can outsiders say?

"Huh, after this game is over, I'm waiting for you." Ajutsu said nothing, holding Kawamura and walked away.

"Suzuki, follow up and take a look." In the original game, Akutsu has undergone a failure and then transformed. He has even become a complete athlete instead of a gangster in the new net king.The problem is that under his own mess, Fujimine is not sure if he has changed.

"Okay." Suzuki nodded and followed as if walking in the shadows.

"Two wins and one loss, it's up to you, Chitose." Watanabe Xiu said lightly: "I won't approve your withdrawal application."

"I can't help it." Chitose rubbed his curly hair like a high-class blanket, and said helplessly: "Even if I force me to play, Tezuka will be my opponent!"

"Eh, captain, do people challenge you?" The frenzied guy Tengfeng recruited a few massage aunts from nowhere to help the Qingxue team and the young girl massage, saying that it relaxes the body's muscles and is beneficial to the game.

"I suddenly felt that the massage was very comfortable, what do you think?" Tezuka must have been acupuncture points, his mind was unconscious, and the words he said began to move closer to Fujimine. This stinky shameless way of changing the topic is almost with Fuji The peak is exactly the same.Since he entered the perfect world, the style of painting will be so subverted sometimes.

"Okay, Echizen, get up, don't sleep!" Fujimine stretched out his foot and jabbed Echizen twice, and almost kicked him off the massage bed.

"What!" Echizen, who stood up, glared at Fujimine.

"Competition!" Fujimine pointed to the field irritably, and said: "If you don't go up again, I guess they will come and beat you."

The faces of Chitose and Caiqian on the court were all green, like Xiaobaicai.It's you we want to beat you!

Where is this, huh?Where?The venue of the national competition!In such a sacred and solemn place, everyone comes here with dreams and dignity for the final competition. Do you bring a group of people in this big health care?It's not that I said, just your bourgeois and decadent life...

We all want to join!

Is it too late to transfer to a youth school?

Chitose hated him so much that he almost forgot how to trigger his talent, and he was full of great swords.The formal kind.

"I really didn't expect that in such an important game, Qingxue would send you a kid on the court!" Cai Qian mocked with a full of sourness: "Are you going to give up directly?"

"It's really long-winded..." Echizen murmured impatiently, then turned around and said to Dashi: "Senior Dashi, I'm in trouble."

"Okay." Dashi nodded, moved his steps, stood outside the court line, and said: "Hurry up, Echizen, the massage technician Fujimine found is quite comfortable."

"Of course I know." Echizen slapped the racket, pointed at Chitose and said, "Hey, don't you serve?"

"I..." Chitose, a gentleman, almost swears directly, can you get better?

Calming his mind for a while, Chitose spoke with an ugly expression: "Echizen Ryoma, what do you mean, are you planning to deal with the two of us alone?"

"Originally, my goal was only you." Echizen seemed to inadvertently shake his left hand and said, "But if the person next to him is also on, I don't care."

"This is... the limit of hard work?" Chitose's pupils suddenly shrank, looking at Echizen's left arm that seemed to be enveloped by a rainbow, and whispered: "No wonder Tezuka is not playing, it turns out that there are successors. However, first-year students. Little devil, have you mastered the level of tempering, are you home?"

"It's okay, or you try?" Fujimine tossed the macadamia nut that he got from nowhere, caught it with his mouth, and watched Echizen's arm, which had hardly a trace of energy to escape. , Smiled and said, "It's so sour and cool!"

(To be continued.)