I want to play tennis

Chapter 316 Who Is My Opponent?
An insult, an absolute insult.

Kitahara Toru's contemptuous attitude made the blond furious.

"Don't get carried away, brat! Hurry up and serve! I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

Hearing the blond man's unrestrained words, Toru Kitahara's face suddenly turned cold.

"Who do you call Lao Tzu in front of?"

After that, toss the tennis ball into the air.

"Oh!"

The blond man only felt a gust of wind blowing beside his cheek, followed by a burst of burning pain.

The blond man touched it cautiously with his left hand, and there was another burst of pain.

Regardless of the pain on his face, the blond man looked at Toru Kitahara with some trepidation, his lips trembling slightly.

"Little... boy, you did it on purpose."

Kitahara Toru looked at the blond man with cold eyes.

"So what, talk about the rules in the future."

"Hmph, to actually make Bei Yuan angry, that guy is really unlucky."

Ninja Yuuji looked at the blond man sympathetically.

He knew that Toru Kitahara didn't get angry easily. Once he got angry, Peter, the purple-haired man in London, was beaten unconscious twice by Kitahara.

Seeing Kitahara Toru's arrogance, the blond man subconsciously wanted to fight back. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a burst of pain. Seeing Kitahara Toru's cold eyes again, he gritted his teeth and closed his mouth.

Little devil, let's wait and see!
The blond man glared at Toru Kitahara viciously.

Kitahara Toru didn't take it seriously, his lesson wasn't over yet.

"You can fight until the end."

Toru Kitahara's meaningful words made the blond man feel cold again, and then...

"Aha...aha...aha..."

After only three innings, the blond man lay on the ground, panting exhaustedly, looking at him like that, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The surrounding high school students felt very incredible when they saw this scene.

"how so."

"It's impossible for his physical strength to fall down so quickly."

"What the hell is going on!"

Kitahara Toru looked at the blond man lying on the ground like a dead dog, shook his head in disappointment, and then set his eyes on the high school student next to him.

"This guy is dead, who will be next?"

Kitahara Toru's eyes swept over, and the high school students subconsciously felt a twinge in their hearts.

Then, a high school student wearing a purple hat stepped forward.

He said coldly, "Let me meet you."

"It's Songping!"

"Songping is on the stage!"

Like a savior, all the high school students looked hopefully at Matsudaira who came onto the stage.

Matsudaira walked up to the blond man with the racket under his arm.

"Sasaki, are you okay?"

"Ah, it's just... I don't have the strength."

Panting for breath, Sasaki slowly got up, his limbs trembling constantly, obviously he didn't have the ability to continue the game.

Seeing Sasaki's current appearance, Matsudaira also frowned.

"You go down first, leave it to me here."

"Ah, I'm counting on you, Matsudaira."

Sasaki nodded, and then said in a fearful tone: "Besides, you must be careful with that guy's tennis. He is not easy. I don't know why, but his physical strength is exhausted very quickly."

In fact, his physical strength didn't lose at all, it was just sealed by Kitahara Toru.

"Well, I see."

Matsudaira nodded.

Seeing Sasaki end, Kitahara Toru looked at Matsudaira.

"Is your next opponent going to be you?"

Matsudaira looked at Toru Kitahara coldly.

"Well, let's say it first, I won't show mercy."

Kitahara Toru nodded indifferently.

"Whatever, you serve first."

He hit the tennis ball casually.

"After all, you are the challenger."

Matsudaira caught the ball from Toru Kitahara with a grim expression on his face.

"You will regret your actions."

Getting ready, Matsudaira took a strange pose.

"That's right, Matsudaira's good serve, Magnum play!"

"That serve is amazing."

"Matsudaira is relying on that serve all the way to the current course."

The current stadium?
The words of the high school students aroused the interest of the junior high school students.

It seems that this training camp is much more interesting than this group of high school students.

There was a light of interest in the eyes of every middle school student.

Matsudaira looked at Toru Kitahara, took a step back with his left foot and squatted down, pointing the racket and ball straight at Toru Kitahara.

"Take it, Magnum!"

"Oh!"

The tennis ball flew towards Toru Kitahara like a cannonball.

The eyes of the high school students lit up when they saw the ball.

"It's so powerful!"

"It's a win!"

"That junior high school student will definitely not be able to handle it."

The high school students were only concerned with excitement, and completely ignored the plain eyes of the junior high school students after seeing the ball.

Shishido Ryo snorted coldly: "It's really boring."

Eiji Kikumaru was a little puzzled: "What are they celebrating?"

Fuji Shusuke: "It's really a serve with no bright spots."

Looking at the flying tennis ball, Toru Kitahara commented in his heart that it was normal, and directly swung his racket back.

"Oh, have you called yet? It's still a bit strong."

Matsudaira seemed interested in Kitahara's fight back.

While running, there was still an expression on his face.

"That's how it's fun!"

"Oh!"

Seeing Matsudaira's equally ordinary counterattack, Kitahara Toru pursed his mouth in boredom.

You're funny, I'm getting bored to death.

Get it over with!
Toru Kitahara waved his arm and hit the tennis ball back.

"Oh!"

After three innings.

"Hahaha."

Matsudaira was exhausted and announced his exit.

At the same time, Toru Kitahara finally lost interest.

"Really, it's so boring. I won't fight anymore. Who will replace me?"

Kitahara Toru turned his head and said to the middle school student.

Hearing this sentence, the high school students rekindled their hopes.

If it wasn't for Toru Kitahara, they might still be able to fight.

Maybe you can win.

The middle school students naturally felt the thoughts of the high school students, and the undisguised fiery eyes made them slightly uncomfortable.

"Then I'll do it!"

Kirihara Chi also took the lead.

"Cut, he preempted it."

"Say it first, I'll be next."

"Who wants to play such a boring game?"

"Maybe there will be interesting opponents among them."

"Please end it quickly."

Kirihara Chi also accepted Toru Kitahara's class, unable to hold back the excitement in his heart, he looked at the high school student with a slightly wild look in his eyes.

"Come, come, come, it doesn't matter who wants to be my opponent, but I can't wait."

Kirihara Akaya's eyes made the high school students panic again.

There won't be another guy who is the same as the last one.

This idea was rejected all his life.

Really, how could there be so many strong junior high school students, this one must be weaker.

The high school students cheered themselves up, and then tacitly chose one person to play.

10 minute later.

"Hey!"

Amid Kirihara Chiya's strange screams, his opponent flew out of the field.

"next."

Kirihara Akaya looked at the high school student opposite him arrogantly.

"Wait a minute, Kirihara."

Kirihara Chi also turned around.

Liu Lian walked onto the stage expressionlessly, looking at Chiya Kirihara.

"The next one should be me."

"Senior Liu."

Kirihara Chi also seemed a little surprised that Liu Lian Er came on stage, but he still left the stage obediently.

Seeing Kirihara Chiya leaving, Liu Lian turned her head to look at the high school students.

"So, who is my opponent?"

(End of this chapter)