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

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... "30-0, Ice Emperor!" ... Bang!

... Bang!

F and D!

... Bang!

... FAS!

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“Game, doubles one match is over, Hyotei Oshitari Yuushi, Mukaito Taketo, 6-4 win!”

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“Great, Yuushi!”

“Hyotei! Hyotei!”

“Hyotei is the winner Emperor! The winner is Hyotei!"

"..."

As the referee announced the end of the game, cheers were heard again outside the court.

"Damn it, Senior Kikumaru and his team actually lost."

Tomoka looked angry, and some Unbelievable.

"We have lost two games in a row. If we lose again, we may have to..."

Sheng Lang looked worried.

"The next game should be fine. I wonder which senior it will be?"

Sheng Yuya said.

"It can't be Ryoma, if it's Ryoma, maybe there's a chance to win."

Horiyo thought.

"Ryoma..."

Ryuzaki Sakuno looked hopeful, watching the team back against the wall, hiding The figure under the hat brim.

…

“Well done, I thought you were going to hold back.” When Oshitari and Musashi walked off the court, Atobe looked at Oshitari with a playful look on his face.

“That’s what I thought, after all It's just a big competition, but I finally thought about it and decided to forget it. "

Oshitari shook his head slightly.

The other members of Seigaku still have some strength. Tezuka, Fuji, and Ryoma are not weak. We can't take too many risks in the next competition.

What if If he loses, he won't have anywhere to cry.

Miyashita Rin smiled but said nothing.

Oshita Yuushi does have a criminal record. If he hadn't held back in the Kanto tournament, it's hard to say whether Seigaku could have won that time.

But with him , even if Oshitari held back this time, it wouldn’t be a surprise.

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“The singles match of the third match begins now, Hyotei Atobe Keigo vs. Aogaku Tezuka Kunimitsu, both players please prepare!”

“Tezuka?”

“Atobe?!”

Hearing the opponent, both teams Many people were a little shocked.

I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

Neither party expected to meet each other, and they both thought that given the other party's situation, they could only fight one-on-one!

"Minister, be careful, Minister Tezuka... is not simple." Gong He was slightly stunned, then looked at Jibu solemnly: "Don't force yourself, Minister, admit defeat when it's time." Jibu: "..." Jibu: "..." "I can't beat him? What a joke!" Jibu snorted coldly. His face was unhappy.

He hadn't expected that Qingxue would arrange it this way.

But after a simple thought, he seemed to understand.

Qingxue did this to ensure the victory of singles three. Once the doubles match was lost, singles three would also lose. It can save the situation a little.

But in this way, the advantage over Hyotei is more obvious. Tezuka is in singles three, so it will be easier for Hyotei in the next two games.

Wait, that's not right.

If his uncle Atobe takes action, how can Hyotei still have any chance? A chance to play in the next game?

Click.

He threw his coat toward the sky and snapped his fingers.

"The winner is——"

"Atobe!"

More than 200 cheerleaders cheered in unison.

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"A two-part battle, I didn't expect it to happen so soon, this match is getting interesting."

Inoue Mamoru looked serious, took out a small notebook and planned to write down all the important points later.

"Indeed, I hope Seigaku can win!"

Shiba Saori nodded, and then continued to take pictures of both sides.

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“Hyotei——! Hyotei——!”

“Atobe! Atobe!”

“Sei Gakuen, must win! Tezuka-san must win!”

Under the cheers of both cheerleaders, Tezuka and Atobe both When they walked onto the competition field, they were more focused than ever before.

"I won't hold back, please give me your advice!"

"Please give me your advice!"

Facing Tezuka, Atobe was not careless, and the two quickly began to guess the sides. .

"The first game begins, Hyotei Atobe Keigo serves!"

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"Hyotei wins! Hyotei wins!"

"The Minister will win!"

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"Immerse yourself in my magnificent skills. "Swish!"

Throw the ball, bend your knees, jump, swing the racket.

The tennis ball disappears in front of Atobe, and then quickly

It flashed past Tezuka quickly and bounced to the outside of the court.

Swish!

Tezuka moved his body, stood up and chased, and then quickly flipped the tennis ball back to Atobe Keigo's court.

The two of them started with full firepower and entered a white-hot state!

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Bang!

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"15-0, Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

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Bang!

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"15-15, Hyotei Atobe Keigo..."

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Bang!

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"30-15, Atobe...leading!"

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"Intoxicate yourself in my wonderful skills, and move towards the waltz of destruction!!!"

Tap tap!

Atobe quickly stepped on the ground with his right foot, and then his body bounced up, and he slammed the racket of Tezuka Kunimitsu!

Click!

The racket in Tezuka Kunimitsu's hand trembled, and then his wrist stiffened slightly, and the whole racket fell directly to the ground...

"It's over!"

Bang!

Atobe jumped up again and swung the racket, and then the tennis ball bounced out beside Tezuka!

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"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo is leading, the score is 1-0..."

"Both sides exchange venues!"

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"How do you feel, Tezuka?"

Atobe Keigo smiled and raised his head slightly. The teardrop mole under his right eye shone brightly under the sunlight. "I hope you can hold on longer in my hands."

"Atobe! Atobe!"

"So handsome~"

"Atobe must win! Hyotei must win!"

"..."

Before Tezuka responded, screams of women rang out in the audience.

"What is this? It's so noisy."

Oita Tomoka frowned and covered her ears tightly with both hands.

"It's really amazing. That ball just now actually suppressed Minister Tezuka."

Katsuro nodded.

"You, which side are you on?"

Tomoka looked unconvinced.

Katsuro: "Uh..."

...

"The situation seems a little bad."

On the other side, Gan flipped through his little notebook, his eyes a little solemn.

"I hope this game won't last too long."

Fuji's eyes were also unprecedentedly serious, and his two hands couldn't help but clenched nervously.

"Strange, what are you talking about, why don't I understand it?" Kikumaru stared at the huge cat eyes and asked in confusion.

"It's the arm."

Oishi spoke slowly.

"Arm?"

"Yes, Tezuka's arm has been..."

...

"It's really good."

On the court, Tezuka slowly pushed his glasses, then bent down to pick up his racket and gently moved his wrist.

"But the winner must be Seigaku."

Pah pah pah!

Swish!

His body suddenly stretched backwards, and then Tezuka threw the tennis racket and swung it downwards. The next moment, the tennis ball flew towards Atobe with a fierce attitude.