Prince of Tennis: People in Hyotei, health care dominates the world

The two of them were so angry that they had to fight.

When they were not far from the court, Miyashita suddenly heard two familiar voices.

"If you can't beat them, you can hurt them intentionally! How can you do that?"

"Intentionally hurt? Who said I did that? Little girl, which eye did you see it with?

Did you see it?"

"No..."

"No!"

"Why are you like this? He clearly..."

...

"It seems to be Tachibana An?"

Miyashita walked closer and saw that in addition to some people watching the excitement on the court, the two parties quarreling were all acquaintances.

One side was the Sasabe trio who bullied Echizen Ryoma and had a match with Miyashita on the tennis court before.

The other side was Tachibana An and a young man with a green headband wrapped around his forehead.

"Yamabuki's Dan Taichi?"

Miyashita was a little surprised.

"What's going on? Did this guy bully you?" Miyashita looked at Sasabe and asked Tachibana An.

"Miyashita?"

Tachibana An was slightly stunned, and then a little surprised.

"Huh? Is it you?"

Sasabe was also stunned. He looked at Miyashita and then at Tachibana An, and couldn't figure out what the relationship between the two was.

"Brother, I seem to remember that this woman seemed to be with that guy last time."

Suddenly, Sasabe's little follower said.

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Sasabe's face changed.

He also watched the Kanto Tournament this time, and he had some impression of Miyashita. He didn't expect to meet him here!

"Miyashita, it's them!"

Just then, Yudai also pointed his finger at Sasaki and said angrily.

"Oh?"

Miyashita looked up and glanced at Sasabe.

Unruly orange shoulder-length hair, purple and white T-shirt... Sasabe looked at Yudai, and his expression suddenly turned pale.

"This may be a misunderstanding..."

He trembled his eyebrows and said.

"That's not a misunderstanding. This guy is really cruel. I just came here and saw that this Yamabuki classmate Dan Taichi was injured."

Tachibana pointed and suddenly said angrily.

Sasabe: "..."

"Then there is nothing to say, Sasabe senior, since you hurt my friend, let's just duel!"

Miyashita took out the racket and pointed.

"This... don't need it."

Sasabe smiled embarrassedly.

"How about this, I will only hit two balls. If you receive it, I will let you go."

Miyashita walked silently to the other side of the court, and then took out a tennis ball from his pocket.

"Two balls? Really?"

Sasabe looked happy after hearing this.

As the president of the North High School Tennis Club, he thought he was not weak. Even if he couldn't beat Rin Miyashita, he wouldn't be unable to catch two balls, right?

"Of course it's true."

Miyashita patted the tennis ball and threw it into the sky.

Then there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and the tennis ball quickly passed through the ground and shot up at Sasabe's jaw.

Snap!

The next moment a figure was hit and thrown out along with the racket.

...

"Ahem, it hurts... so fast!"

Sasabe struggled to stand up, covering his jaw, feeling a burning pain in his mouth.

It was as if he was completely numb.

"Brother!"

"Boss!"

...

"There's one more ball!"

...

The faces of several followers outside the court changed, and just when Sasabe was still a little drowsy, Miyashita continued to swing the second ball!

...

Swish!

A huge golden axe shadow fell from the sky and then landed on Sasabe's chest!

In an instant, Sasabe was knocked away again, and then his body fell heavily from the wire mesh and fainted.

"Boss..."

"Hiss..."

Several people who were close to Sasabe looked at this scene, and couldn't help but sweat on their foreheads. They stared at Miyashita and took several steps back.

They were all scared.

"Take the man away, I think he should go to the hospital, but next time I don't want to see you again, otherwise... it's not just a coma."

Miyashita looked at Sasabe's followers and said with a smile.

"Yes... yes..."

The two followers nodded with cold sweat on their faces, and then dragged the man away with the straps.

...

"Thank you, this time thanks to you, otherwise I don't know what to do."

Ju Xing waited until the man left, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Miyashita.

"That's right,

Wrong, thank you Miyashita-san. "Tan Taichi also nodded frantically.

Then he looked at Miyashita's grateful face.

"Don't be too polite, if they bother you again in the future, just tell me. But I don't think they will be so unwise, unless they have the ability to defeat me."

Miyashita smiled at the two of them.

Sasabe's family background is actually quite deep. He is the president of the North High School Tennis Club, his younger brother is the president of Kakinizaka Higashi Junior High School, and his father is a frequent visitor to the Youth Platform Tennis Club.

But it's still far from the world class.

"Yeah."

Tachibana An and Tan Taichi nodded, then smiled and nodded in agreement.

"By the way, and you, don't hide this kind of thing in the future, do you hear me? "

Miyashita glanced at Yudai behind him, and patted his shoulder speechlessly.

"I... just don't want to make too much trouble..."

Yudai smiled a little embarrassedly.

"It's not a big deal. It just so happens that we haven't played tennis for a long time. We still have some time. Let's play a few games. Let me see if your strength has improved?"

Miyashita said without comment.

"Ah?"

"No need. Senior sister Kiyoshi and classmate Taichi Tan can also play together. I have no problem."

"..."

"..."

"One against three? It sounds like it's interesting..." Kiyoshita looked at Miyashita suspiciously.

"Miyashita, are you going to play tennis with us? Will three be too many?" Taichi Tan scratched his head.

"No need..."

Yudai's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt eager to try.

"Just go all out! "

...

...

The next day.

A bus was driving alone on the bumpy road.

The bus was a little empty, with only a handsome young man with black hair, not very old, and not too tall, sitting in the left front window seat.

"This road is really bumpy."

Miyashita leaned against the back cushion of the seat, yawned, and stretched out tiredly.

We started walking at eight in the morning and have been walking for two or three hours. But there was no sign of the training camp.

"You must be getting impatient. We will arrive after passing this hill. "The bus driver looked in the rearview mirror and then laughed.

The next moment, after turning a corner, a modern training base appeared in the distance.

"...Finally, it's here. Hey...It's better if the road is better. It's too painful..."

Miyashita breathed a sigh of relief, and then a hint of expectation appeared on his face.

Finally, the bus drove for another seven or eight minutes and finally stopped outside the base.