Prince of Tennis: Fusion Kaido, Thunder Gossip Polk

"Minister, you are so mean.

We just wanted to see your match with Coach QP, why did you disappear?"

Kamio Akira complained when he saw Lin Feng, pouting like a child who didn't get candy.

"Minister, how was the result of the match?

You must have beaten Coach QP!"

Ishida Tetsu had been calm for so long, and after yesterday's tossing, he couldn't hold back.

Even if you didn't see the match, you can still know the result, right?

"Have you forgotten what day it is today?

You still care about the result of my match with this guy?"

Lin Feng's eyes sank, and he looked at the Fudo Peaks who were still a little casual.

If it were normal.

He wouldn't interfere too much, but today was of great significance. If they were so careless, Lin Feng would get angry.

The ordinary people looked at Lin Feng's awe-inspiring appearance, and immediately put away their smiles.

Yes!

Today is the time to go to the regional preliminaries of the Metropolitan Competition.

It is the beginning of the Fudo Peak Black Army's journey to the national competition, and it is the most important first stop to stand at the top of the country.

If they don't take this moment seriously.

Then they won't be much better in the future.

Fudo Peak, who has made clear the current situation, calmed down, and his eyes were gloomy as if water could drip out.

Everyone automatically lined up and waited for Lin Feng to speak.

Seeing this, Lin Feng did not continue to blame, and said in a deep voice.

"Today is the beginning of our creation of legends. Although it is only a preliminaries, I don't want any of you to slack off.

From now on. I will only give you three chances in the game.

If you don't get 3:0, I will tell the referee Fudo Peak to give up.

That's what I want to say, do you have any objections?"

"... No!!"

The roar-like voice resounded throughout the Fudo Peak, and everyone seemed to enter combat mode.

Like a tiger descending from the mountain and a dragon entering the sea, full of momentum!

...

The preliminary stadium of the metropolitan competition area

Audiences from all walks of life gathered together. Although it was only seven o'clock in the morning, it was already very lively.

"Hasn't he come yet? I can't wait!"

"Have you heard that this year, a kid from the United States came to Qingxue. I heard he's very strong. I wonder if they will come to compete today."

"Brother, today is the second day of the preliminaries. Are you mistaken?"

"Yes, Qingxue came yesterday. This morning, it was Fudomine and Sarawak Second Middle School."

"Ah?! I haven't heard of Fudomine and Sarawak Second Middle School. What's there to watch in their competition?"

"Come on, Fudomine is still one of the four major schools. As for the seeded team, it just hasn't performed well in recent years, but it still has some strength. "

"Don't mention it, their school doesn't have a coach at all. I heard that the tennis club is now just a decoration. Not giving up today is a good performance."

"It seems that something happened to Fudo Peak two years ago. This change made Fudo Peak's tennis club completely lonely."

"Oh, what a pity. Their tennis style was quite unique before, but now it's not worth looking up to."

The audience sighed. The former Fudo Peak was lonely after all.

At the same time, after knowing that two teams with poor performance were going to play, some of the audience lost interest immediately.

Students who were interested in tennis left when they heard that it was not their favorite team.

Middle-aged uncles and aunts whistled, pretending to pass by, take a walk, and exercise and left the court.

Some office workers who were originally rushing to the early game to watch a game lost interest at this time.

Originally, there were hundreds of people watching.

Suddenly, more than half of the people were gone, and only more than a hundred people were left, standing sparsely around the court, waiting for Fudomine and Sunaden to enter.

"Huh~~! Senior Inoue finally arrived!

I almost thought I was going to be late."

On one side of the court, a woman with brown short hair and wearing an OL uniform trotted up the steps of the tennis court and turned back to speak to a man.

"Ah, I will definitely not be late. This is our job after all. We are still early.

There shouldn't be many people at this time.

Shisa, can you see if there is a good shooting angle? We will go there in a while."

Inoue Mamoru said to his junior Shisaori.

As a senior tennis magazine reporter, he knows when each game starts and how many hours in advance to go.

Being late does not exist at all.

Only Saori will be more worried about being late, but as long as she follows his schedule, there will be no problem.

Inoue climbed the last step and took a deep breath.

When he saw the sparse crowds on the court, he became more determined.

"Look, I said there's not much to say about this point.There are not many people.

We will find a good position in a while. "

"Senior, senior, look at that position, it's good, you can take a panoramic shot of the team's game situation!"

Shisaori didn't respond, she had already found a good position and said excitedly.

Inoue staggered, it seems that he didn't care about this matter, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Shisa, you are really energetic.

Then... let's go there."

Following Shisaori, the two came to the best shooting site.

"Senior, who is playing against whom today?

I remember there was something?"

"Fudomine and Sunaden are second." Inoue took out a notebook, which was densely recorded with all the game records.

What time, what place, and the result of the game are all recorded in detail.

After all, this is work.

"Oh~ I haven't heard of it, it doesn't feel very exciting. ”

Shisaori pointed at her chin, thought for a while and had no impression of the two teams, so she simply gave the most pertinent evaluation.

“You can’t say that, Shisa.

Each team has its own characteristics, especially Fudomine, which is still the seeded team before. However, according to my investigation, they have not made more moves after the incident in the past two years. I am still looking forward to their performance this year.

As for Saraden No. 2, they are very stable and have always played in a standard way, but as long as the opponent falls into their rhythm, they will most likely be dragged to death.

Both are still very interesting. ”

“Well~ Senior, you know it in detail.”

“Of course, our reporters in tennis magazines want professionalism!”

“That’s right! Senior, I will work hard! "

Before the two finished chatting, a depressing atmosphere suddenly permeated the stadium.

All they heard was the neat and heavy footsteps coming from the steps of the stadium. Every time a footstep was heard, the ground shook slightly.

The depressing atmosphere became more and more serious with the footsteps.

Inoue, Shisa, and the eyes of the audience were quickly attracted.

They swallowed their saliva, wanting to see where the source of this breath came from.

At the moment when they stepped on the last step.

They saw a group of teenagers wearing black sportswear and with the momentum of beasts appearing at the game scene!