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

The first time, the first time, was a big event.

Sino-US exchange competition, competition hall.

It was just dawn, and the whole hall was crowded with people, and many audiences shouted excitedly.

In order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the audience, Baker also spared no effort, and even invited the most prestigious "Jelly Bean" to perform to help.

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"Now please invite our famous idol...Jelly Bean, to hold the opening ceremony for everyone..."

"Wow...ah..."

"So beautiful!"

Two thinly dressed, passionate girls jumped and danced a song together on the court.

The vitality instantly ignited the whole audience.

In an instant, the whole venue began to scream wildly, and everyone waved their arms excitedly.

"Everyone, don't squeeze... The venue has prepared some peripherals, as well as Jelly Bean's autographs. The first 100 viewers who buy peripherals have the hope of receiving a mysterious gift..."

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After a while, the exchange competition finally began, and all the audience reluctantly walked into the venue.

"Now, please welcome our two players...!"

The person in charge followed the order and then asked the Japanese selection team and the American West Coast selection team to walk to the venue one after another.

Instantly, there were waves of excited cheers inside and outside the stadium.

"Terry, Terry!"

"Tom, so handsome, Tom, look at me... so cute..."

"Billy..."

Compared to Japan, the American team is mostly composed of idol players. Many viewers screamed excitedly when they saw their idols.

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"Richard Baker, that's the rumored father of the star."

"And the Griffey brothers..."

"Billy Katie..."

Miyashita glanced around the crowd, then glanced at Kevin who was staring at him fiercely.

Kevin suddenly thought of something, his pupils trembled, and he looked away as if he didn't care.

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"Next is the first doubles match, please prepare to enter the venue..."

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"Who will it be?"

"I wonder who will be the first to play, so excited?"

"Billy... it would be great if it was Billy..."

As all the players left one by one, the audience instantly became excited again.

"Please welcome the Neon team, Atobe Keigo and Sanada Genichirō!"

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Atobe smiled slightly and put on his team uniform. After the referee finished speaking, he walked into the venue side by side with Sanada Genichirō.

Swish.

After throwing away his coat, Atobe elegantly raised his hands to the air and snapped his fingers.

"The winner... will be me!"

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"Atobe! Atobe!"

"Atobe! Atobe..."

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"You still like to show off as always."

Sanada said speechlessly.

"Sorry, I stole your limelight..." Atobe smiled and spoke slowly.

Sanada: "..."

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"It's Atobe and Sanada, it's really surprising." Shiba Saori took a few photos and said excitedly.

"It seems that they are very confident about the first round."

Inoue Mamoru nodded.

Although doubles rely more on cooperation, Atobe and Sanada are very strong individually, which can make up for some of the shortcomings.

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"Now please... the US team, Mike Lee, Billy Kady..."

As the referee spoke, two people from the US team soon walked into the court one after another.

"Mike, Mike..."

"Billy, Billy..."

"Sure enough, it's still these two."

Miyashita thought for a moment, his expression somewhat relaxed.

In fact, these two are both strong. If it was the previous Atobe and the reserved Sanada, it would be difficult to beat.

But it's hard to say now.

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"In the first game, Atobe Keigo serves..."

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Swish.

He threw the tennis ball high, then stood up and swung the racket with a leap. The next moment, the tennis ball rushed to Billy's side with great force!

Bang!

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"15-0..."

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Billy looked at Atobe in surprise, as if he was still in a daze and didn't react.

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Bang!

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"30-0... Atobe!..."

Bang!

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Bang!

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“Game, 1-0, Atobe Keigo, Sanada…win the game…”

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“Great, it looks easy, the two American players

They are no match for Atobe at all."

"They couldn't even receive Atobe's serve... they are too weak."

"Is this the strength of the US team?"

"..."

The audience was noisy and kept talking.

"Good performance, wait until the audience's emotions are mobilized, and start to fight back immediately!"

Baker sneered and said to Billy and the others.

"Yes, boss!"

Billy and the others nodded in unison.

"In the second game, Billy Kaidi starts to serve..."

"I'm so sorry, Neon Boys, there's nothing I can do... You can only be my stepping stone! "

Baker crossed his arms and watched the game quietly, with a hint of coldness in his ambitious eyes.

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Pah, pah, pah.

Billy slapped the tennis ball a few times, then threw it out quickly and forcefully…

Bang!

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Bang!

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"Game, 2-0, Atobe Keigo, Sanada…"

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Swish…!

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"Game, 3-0…"

In just a few minutes, Billy and Mike's strength seemed to be suppressed and they were defeated miserably.

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"This is the strength of the American team, it's so funny."

Atobe stood on the court with a conceited look on his face.

"Yes, it's a bit disappointing..." Sanada nodded in agreement...

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Billy and the other man looked at Baker again.

"Very good, it seems that the audience's enthusiasm has been ignited, so let's start the counterattack in the next game!"

"Yes boss! "

Billy and the other man nodded in unison again.

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"The fourth game starts now..."

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Swish...!

Mike threw the tennis ball, and then used his arm to drive the racket and hit the tennis ball quickly!

"This Mike... has Kung Fu skills..."

Sanada's pupils shrank.

But his movements were also very fast, and the racket in his hand was as fast as an afterimage, and even disappeared directly.

Invisible swing!

Bang!

The yellowed tennis ball was quickly caught, and then rushed straight to Mike's baseline...

"Kung Fu volley!"

Tap tap tap!

Mike quickly crossed the court, and then swung the racket backhand at a large angle, hitting the tennis ball back heavily!

Swish...

"Leave it to me! ”

“Leave it to me…”

The two ran to the center of the court at the same time, but because of the mutual influence, the tennis ball flew out from their sides.

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“15-0, the West Coast team of the United States…”

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“Oh, great, my Billy is awesome!”

“Sure enough, Mike and the others are going to fight back!”

“Come on—Atobe!”