Qingxue has no ball to play. Why are you anxious when I go to Ice Emperor?

"Original...... You're the !? of the vanished ball king."

"You are Kurahara Taiichi ??!!."

When the yellow-haired man learned of the identity of Kurahara Taiyi, he was immediately frightened into a cold sweat.

Just now.

He actually shouted back and forth on the face of the former football king.

This...... This is really Tai Sui's head...... I don't want to live anymore.

Reminiscent of the brutality of the current football king Akutsu.

The yellow-haired man instinctively brought Kurahara Taiichi's character with him.

Don't look at it now, Kurahara is smiling.

He knows that a yellow-haired man can mix street tennis for so many years.

None of the people who play street tennis are good-natured.

Not to mention the king of the ball.

Come to think of it.

The yellow-haired man's feet couldn't help but tremble.

I'm scared!

I'm really scared!

No one told him that the missing ball king would suddenly come back today!

"The king of the ball or something, they just said it casually at the time. "

"I'm not interested in the king of the ball. "

"All I care about is the publicization of this stadium. "

Kurahara Taiichi said with a smile.

He could feel the fear in the yellow-haired man's words.

"Publicization of the stadium...... It's actually not that hard. "

"This is actually a normal appeal. "

"But big brother...... You know, even if I admit to the publicization of the court, there will be a second street tennis player!".

"To be the king of the ball is not essentially to manage the stadium. "

"It's about having a name for managing the whole street tennis player!"

"Because most of us street tennis players only listen to the king. "

"So..... You know. "

The yellow-haired man explained politely and helplessly.

The title of Kurahara Taiichi has also changed from a little ghost in the country to a big brother.

It can be seen that the word "ball king" has the weight of street tennis players.

“......"

Kurahara Taiichi was silent.

Of course he knew that.

If you want to make the stadium public, it is useless to talk to the yellow-haired man.

"Okay, spray paint for me. "

"Ahh

The yellow-haired man handed the spray paint in his hand to Taichi Kurahara.

The latter took the bottle of black spray paint, came to the "wall of honor", and shook the spray paint vigorously.

The balls in the jar made a crashing sound.

Kurahara Taiichi lifted the spray paint and put Akutsu's name with a big "fork".

"Hiss ......

".

When the yellow-haired man saw this scene, he immediately gasped.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

The name of the king of the ball is the symbol of every course.

Now that the king of the ball has not changed hands, the name of the king of the ball is erased, which will provoke the anger of the street tennis players.

Not to mention.

If only Akutsu knew about it.

With his temper, he will definitely not let go of Kurahara Taiichi easily.

This move is undoubtedly a declaration of war on the entire street court.

And this declaration of war is still one-sided.

Can't stop.

Either Kurahara Taichi defeats Akutsu to become the new ball king, or Kurahara Taiichi bows his head and admits his mistake and accepts the punishment of the flesh.

"Hey, big brother, what are you going to do?!".

Think about it again.

The yellow-haired man still intends to persuade.

"I know the rules. "

"During this time, you came to the stadium for me often. "

"If you see Yakutsu, let me know and I'll come and play a game with him and take over the court. "

Kurahara Taiichi threw the can back to the yellow-haired man and commanded.

"But, Akutsu hasn't been here for a week!".

"If he doesn't show up during this time, the street tennis players who want to get him back on the court...... I ......".

The yellow-haired man was a little scared.

The tennis players on the street have a bad temper.

It's almost time to catch up with those locomotive ramblers.

He couldn't stop him alone.

"It doesn't matter, if there are too many street tennis players, you can give them a time to teach me a lesson, and I'll take care of it. "

Kurahara Taiichi smiled and patted the yellow-haired man's shoulder.

Then he turned around and smiled at the people at Fudo Peak.

"You train slowly, I'll go first. "

"Uh?!! don't you use the court?!Do you want to play together?".

Seeing this, Kamio Akira hurriedly spoke.

The latter, however, only left him with a back, and beckoned, indicating that there would be a period later, and disappeared into the street court.

.......

"Tachibana, this Kurahara Taiichi...... It's mysterious, it's weird!"

"I thought he would write his name on it with spray paint!"

Kamio Akira glanced up at the 'Wall of Honor'.

Spray paint the original stadium with the kings of the ball.

But he didn't put his name back on it.

Akira Kamio didn't understand the meaning of this kind of behavior.

"I don't know...... Maybe he doesn't want his name to be known......

."

Tachibana shook his head as well.

He didn't know much about the rules of street tennis.

I don't know what the meaning of Kurahara Taiichi is doing this.

"Oh, you don't understand this!".

The yellow-haired man smiled smugly when he heard the conversation between the two.

"Just steal the fun!".

The eldest brother crossed off Akutsu's name and didn't spray his own name. "

"This means that this stadium has no football king in a short period of time. "

"No one, no one, can use this course!"

"We, the street players, take these rules very seriously. "

"If you don't find the person who sprays paint during this time, you will definitely not occupy this stadium!"

"Looking for trouble won't find you, but the one who breaks the rules. "

"Big brother has brought all the trouble to him. "

"So during this time, as long as you come and find it, you can use this stadium as you like, and no one will trouble you. "

"Thank you, big brother!".

When the yellow-haired man mentioned Kurahara Taiyi's behavior, his face was already full of pride and admiration.

"Thank you..... Thank you, big brother. "

The god tail and the ghost made the god follow along.

"Okay, since the eldest brother covers you, I will cover you in the future!"

"If you have trouble on this court in the future, you can find me!"

"My name is Horio Smart!".

Horio gave a proud thumbs up and pointed to his chest.

"Hey, big brother, let's go, go home for dinner!".

Off the court.

A child with a similar resemblance to Horio's intelligence waved at him.

If anyone sees him, they will know him.

This kid is Satoshi Horio, who is currently in the first grade of the academy!

Nicknamed Horio Daisen!

Good at poisoned milk!

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