First Minister of Prince of Tennis

Byodoin just looked back at these junior high school students contemptuously, and stepped forward to step onto the court. For him, there are very few American teams that can make him jealous. As for the away game, no home court has ever been fought in the expedition for several years.

"Everyone, follow my pace!"

Looking at Byodo-in Temple that was gradually going away, Chiba looked back at the many junior high school students with cold sweats on their heads, and then awakened.His voice was like a stream of clear spring when he was thirsty. go.

The junior high school students were relieved, you look at me and I look at you, their eyes are right. All the confusion disappeared from the eyes and turned into a trace of firmness.

Keep up with Chiba.

"Is the one with yellow hair Ralph Reinhardt?"

The first to break the silence was Kirihaya. This kid was scared the most, but he seemed to adapt quickly.

"should be!"

Fuji used an unsure tone. He was also a junior high student and he didn't know the players in the world very well, but he made a judgment based on his aura.

Suddenly Chiba raised his head slightly and looked at Reinhardt not far away. There was a player who was quite tall, and he saw a very familiar person.

A teenager who was supposed to be a member of the Japanese team, but now stands opposite the Japanese team.

"Huh, Xiaolongma, how are you doing these days?!"

Hearing this name, Fuji's black smile was closed, and his icy blue pupils were so confusing. He immediately turned his gaze to Chiba, and then directed him to Echizen Ryoma.

"Ryoma!"

There are a thousand words to tell Ryoma, countless questions to ask clearly, but due to the identity and occasion of both parties, he just called his name to confirm his identity.

Obviously Ryoma heard it too, and the face under the hat also lifted slightly, just glanced at it and lowered his head.

"Ryoma, acquaintance?"

At this time, Reinhardt spoke, but Ryoma was unmoved and replied in a low voice.

"Your Japanese junior high school students are very tough! There is no stage fright."

Reinhardt's smile was full of sunshine, and he faced the Byodoin Temple. Even such a soft and soft aura did not lose the arrogance of Byodoin Temple in the slightest. The middle school students of the Japanese team really surprised him. They all walked up with high spirits, especially the one at the beginning, even he couldn't see the depth.

"Don't underestimate the current junior high school students!

Hearing these words in Reinhardt's ears, there was a hint of helplessness. In his tone, it was revealed that Byodoin was a man with a story.

After the two parties finished the etiquette, the referee walked into the middle of the two teams, and a loud voice came out.

"Start the first doubles two match!"

"The U.S. team sent Dudu-Obando (third year of high school) and Chico Ballentine (first year of high school), while the Japanese team sent Duke Watanabe (third year of high school) and Atobe Keigo (third year of high school). ! The match will start right away!"

The cheers of the American cheerleaders and the almost inaudible shouts of the Japanese alternates were still heard on the court.Even if Kintarou Tooyama's voice was hoarse, no sound reached Atobe's ears, and they were all drowned in the cheers of the crowd. middle.

On the contrary, it was the ridicule of twitter, and the two sentences made Atobe very irritable.

"The Japanese team will send their first match in junior high school. It's really a new born calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

"Hey, I don't know what kind of coach it is to arrange the order of appearance without thinking."

Mifune, who was lying down and shot, did not hear these complaints, and took another sip of the wine in her hand.

"Shoun Lang, take the racquet in your hand and tell them to shut up!

Racquet turned in front of the net, and finally decided that the serve right in the first game went to the US team.

"I ran into the same Japanese team in the exhibition. I don't know if it was lucky or unfortunate?!"

Dudu-Oubondo-outstanding jumping ability, nicknamed "Birdman", in the U.S. in a match with Ryoma, because Ryoma fainted could not be compared, so in his opinion, Japanese tennis is all Quite developed, even people like Ryoma have been abandoned before joining the US team.

And one person defeated a line of substitutes and was directly elected! And Duke, standing opposite, better confirmed his conjecture.

"Let me try it for Longma first, your real strength!'

Du Du stood on the baseline, the volume gradually increased, his body remained vertical and a ball was sent out.

Puff!

A yellow light passed in front of everyone, reaching a speed of 260 per hour. Directly attacking Watanabe's weak hand, facing 037 against an opponent of Watanabe's size, everyone's first thought was one-to win with speed.

But... there seems to be another creature called the flexible fat man!

"Duke home run!"

With a roar, he took a step forward and directly caused the court to tremble slightly. The moment the tennis ball swept across the net, Duke, who was still smiling, suddenly looked ugly.

When the tennis ball hits the ground and bounces, it touches the mountain-like Duke, and the constant force is lost to the arm and drives Racquet to greet him.

The moment the tennis ball was shot against Let's face, it did not give people the slightest chance to react.The tennis ball directly blasted the birdman with huge power, and the huge power lifted up a piece of dust and dispersed. After that, I saw the birdman lying outside the field.

His U.S. team uniform left a tennis ball, and beside him was a tennis ball.

He, who wanted to hit the ball hard, never thought that a home run would directly blast him a few meters away, and he didn't even have time to react.

The opponent's speed and ball control have completely exceeded his expectations!.

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