Legendary tennis, starting from signing up to talent

"Is that so~"

"Since Senior Tachibana said so, I can't refuse."

The next moment.

Kitagawa grinned and agreed.

After all, he mainly wanted to watch Akutsu, Tezuka Kunimitsu, Echizen Ryoma, Atobe Keigo, and Fuji Shusuke.

As for the others, it didn't really make much difference whether to watch or not.

Besides, it was him and Tachibana Kippei playing against each other.

It didn't affect the other people in Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School from watching the game.

"Then let's go to another empty court."

Nodded.

Tachibana Kippei turned around and led the way in one direction.

"Jiang~!"

"Seniors, please watch the game well."

Slowly stood up, chuckled and reminded.

Then Kitagawa followed Tachibana Kippei and left.

On the other side of the audience.

"This little brat is really good at running around!"

"First Kanagawa, then Tokyo, and now he's playing against others."

"Hmm..."

"Let's go and take a look."

Echizen Nanjiro scratched his right calf with his left foot, put his hands in his sleeves, and sighed with a speechless look.

After taking a look at Echizen Ryoma, who was quietly bouncing a tennis racket on the side of the Seigakuen team.

This carefree samurai quietly followed Kitagawa and Tachibana Kippei.

Not long after.

The three of them arrived at an empty court one after another.

Because they all went to watch the Tokyo Metropolitan Games.

So this place is extremely empty.

"When did Senior Tachibana transfer to Fudomine Academy?"

While stretching, he walked towards the side of the court.

Kitagawa asked with a hint of meaning.

"Second grade of junior high school."

Tachibana Kippei took a look at Kitagawa and answered truthfully.

"Why did you transfer?"

Step!

After Kitagawa walked to the net, he asked another question.

Only this time.

Tachibana Kihei, who was on the other side of the net, fell into silence.

As if he didn't want to talk about the past.

"Hehe..."

"I don't want to answer~"

"Then change the question."

"Who is the other senior besides Tachibana?"

Looking directly at Tachibana Kihei, Kitagawa's eyes seemed to see through him completely.

Deep but clear and bright.

And this also made Tachibana Kihei instantly deny the idea that the other party was deliberately provoking.

"Huh..."

"Chitose Chiri."

"As for why we parted ways, it was because I was self-righteous and caused an unforgivable tragedy."

"Transferring to Fudo Mine was due to family reasons and my own reasons."

He exhaled a long breath.

Tachibana Kihei spoke directly without waiting for Kitagawa to continue asking.

Perhaps, in his opinion.

After such a long time, this mistake was mentioned again, which was also a punishment for himself.

He could close himself off, but he could not hide this mistake.

"Tachibana-senpai, serve the ball."

He did not ask any more questions.

Kitagawa said this directly.

Then he walked towards the receiving area.

"......"

Slightly stunned.

Tachibana Kihei really did not expect Kitagawa to make such a decision.

But he did not make too much pretentiousness.

Turned around and walked to the serving position.

On a bench not far from the court.

"This little brat is just stabbing people in the lungs?!"

Echizen Nanjiro, who was sitting here, put the erotic magazine in his hand down a little bit.

He looked at it with curiosity.

At this time.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The crisp sound of tennis balls hitting each other echoed over the court.

Ju Jiping looked at Beichuan opposite with a heavy look, suddenly caught the bouncing tennis ball, and then threw it into the air.

"Beichuan, be careful!"

After a warning.

He jumped up with all his strength and swung the racket in his hand.

Bang!

When a crisp collision sounded.

The tennis ball suddenly appeared over the court like a stream of light.

In an instant, it passed the net and pointed directly at the opposite scoring area.

"Senior Ju."

"You should be careful, not me."

Looking at Ju Jiping who seemed to be tied up by chains, Beichuan's eyes flickered a few times.

A different smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then.

Beichuan placed the racket in his right hand on the left side of his body.

The racket frame pointed to the ground diagonally behind, the racket head pointed in the opposite direction, and the racket face was opposite to the side of the body.

At the same time, the right foot steps forward, the left foot touches the ground, and the body sinks forward and downward.

At this moment.

It is like aIt was as if the Crimson Swordsman was about to face the destruction of the Sky God.

Indistinctly.

A stream of bright gray aura gradually filled the surroundings of Beichuan.

"Cut the thunder!"

Swish!

In a flash of lightning.

Beichuan slashed out with a sword.

It was as if everything had been cut off from the fate line, and disappeared in an instant.

Whether it was the sound or the air wave.

Even the tennis ball that shot up afterwards disappeared without a trace.

Silence!

It was as if the pause button was suddenly pressed.

"What...what?!"

In a daze, Ju Jiping slowly lowered his head.

He saw a long, straight mark left under his feet.

At the same time, this was also the proof of the score of that ball.

As for the tennis ball, it stopped at the baseline at this moment.

"If Senior Tachibana is just like this."

"Then every ball in this game will be like this."

"Because a lion with its fangs put away is worse than a cat!"

Kitagawa played with the racket in his hand, as if the ball just now was not hit by him.

With a carefree expression on his face, he whispered these few words.

But they sounded like thunder in Tachibana Tachibana's ears.

"Not as good as a cat?"

"You are really poisonous..."

While sighing and mumbling, Tachibana Tachibana turned around and walked to the tennis ball and picked it up.

There was no sign of a small universe bursting out.

"Tennis is just a sport."

"Fangs will only bring disaster."

He couldn't help but tighten the tennis ball in his hand.

It seemed that all kinds of past events flashed in his eyes.

The familiar and intimate figure fell in a pool of blood in the blink of an eye.

"Huh..."

He sighed softly.

Whoosh!

Teng!

Bang!

In one go, Tachibana Kihei served the ball directly.

Although this time was obviously more neat than the last time.

But the power was particularly weak.

"Is the fang a disaster?"

"Senior Tachibana."

"Escape is the real disaster!"

After Beichuan finished speaking.

For a moment, the whole person seemed to be quiet.

The next moment.

Whoosh~

It seemed that there were gusts of breeze on the court.

In a trance, the wind from the forest sea blew, and the wind from the ocean was strong.

The sparse sound of the golden swords and iron horses and the wind and sand gradually poured into Tachibana Kihei's ears.

In the reflection of his eyes.

Beichuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The racket in his hand quickly turned to the backhand and placed it horizontally in front of his chest.

At this time.

The tennis ball also bounced off the ground and pointed directly out of bounds.

"Wind brake!"

Bang!

Whoosh!

Woohoo!

A series of sounds suddenly filled the court.

And these sounds were fleeting.

Looking again.

The tennis ball had already appeared in the scoring area in front of Ju Juping.

Then it bounced out of bounds.