First Minister of Prince of Tennis

Watching Suns gradually rise, Atobe Keigo stretched out, and sweat slowly rolled from his eyebrows to his cheeks. Then he picked up the watch in his hand and checked the time.

"Hu, there is still so much time!"

Atobe, who has been in the online court for two hours, seemed a little impatient, but he still wandered around the online court. After all... Today's match is the peak of U17.

Don't dare to be slack in the slightest!

"Tokugawa, are you really going to watch it live?"

Looking at Tokugawa Kazuya, whose whole body is covered with bandages except for his head, Irie Kanata's face is also worrisome, while Oni Jujiro has his back to Tokugawa Kazuya, his face is very calm.

"Mr. Irie, I will be there to watch this match no matter what. Please forgive me for making such a reckless decision."

Tokugawa Kazuya's words and deeds reveal his yearning for this level of match, and he made a decision with an indomitable heart.

Oni Jujiro turned around, facing Tokugawa Kazuya, the needle pointed at the wheat. On that fierce and evil face slowly added a touch of peace.

"Irie, let him go if he wants to go, this match is worth fighting for."

Tokugawa Kazuya cast a grateful look at Oni Jujiro, and the stone in his heart sank completely.

The time soon came to half past eight!

However, the U17 training camp at this time was quite abnormal. Except for the central court, the other courts were empty.

The reason is simple, because the Head Coach of the Japanese U17 representative team-Mifune entered the road and went down the mountain!

No training in the morning-this kind of decision is naturally the Head Coach of the U17 training camp is qualified. Otherwise, the three of Kurobe would not dare to make such a major decision.

If you can see this kind of match, if you can understand it, even the improvement gained in a day of training is not as good as this understanding.

On the other hand, it is the central court. At this time, it is like a large-scale concert. There are crowds of people everywhere, and most people come early to grab the front position.

"Huh~! This place is really far from Hokkaido!"

In the auditorium of the central court, a very tightly bandaged monk appeared, and a word suddenly caught the attention of the people around him.

"Fortunately, I'm not late, Mifune, the kid who notified me in time."

For these two up-and-coming stars, this person who looks like a monk obviously takes it seriously, but his dissatisfaction with the head coach of the training camp attracted people around them.

"Where did this monk come from? How could it appear in the training camp?"

"Hey, old monk, if you don't go to the temple to play the clock to watch tennis, you dare to speak rudely to our Head Coach, so arrogant!"

The high school student behaved very rampantly, because the monk was standing in front of him so the high school student pulled his shoulders. Feeling that someone was pulling him behind him, the monk glanced over his head with an uncomfortable face. He was trying to educate this little tennis rookie, when he was suddenly interrupted by a loud yell.

"Echizen Nanjiro?!"

A loud cry caused a riot. Echizen Nanjiro didn't expect that someone from the younger generation would know him. After being pierced, he was thinking about how to make his appearance gorgeously in his mind, so that he would not lose face as the former number one in the world.

"Echizen Nanjiro, which monk is the eminent monk? Or the eminent monk who was ascended to heaven!"

A high school student with glasses wanted to see Nanjiro's face hidden by the shadows and asked curiously.

However, this question is like an idiot question for people who play tennis. Playing tennis is like playing basketball and not knowing Jordan. It completely reveals that he is a tennis novice and has no knowledge of tennis history.

Nanjiro had only turned halfway, and his entire face was petrified.

This group of brats, even the world's number one in tennis, still want to play tennis well, huh, just think about it.

Even the guy who just yelled didn't stand up to speak. The awkward atmosphere on the scene was not relieved until Chiba and Byodoin were both standing on the court.

And the instigator, who had just made a fuss, was walking towards Echizen Ryoma. 020

"Ryoma, I saw your father over there just now!"

"Father?"

Echizen Ryoma was about to speak, and Echizen Ryoma immediately interrupted him with a cry.

And Kikumaru Eiji looked at Echizen Ryoga with a stunned look, and said why Longma's father is so excited!

Echizen Ryoma quickly helped his forehead, and he knew what was bad. It seemed that everyone knew about his unreliable brother.

"Where is it! It seems that even the old man takes this match seriously!"

"Are you also... the son of Echizen Nanjiro?"

"To be precise, it is the bastard son of my Merry Father!"

When Kikumaru Eiji asked, and Ryoma's direct blow to the soul, Echizen Ryoga, who was originally quite excited, was silent for an instant as if he had been hit with coolant.

Is there any brother who said that, although he is not a real brother? Echizen Ryoga thought to himself, but his eyes still searched for Nanjiro's figure.

"Match, it's about to start!".

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