Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Ah, it's Jinguji Temple!"

On an ordinary afternoon, the tennis club had finished training for the day, and they were planning to go home in twos and threes, or go to a nearby fast food restaurant for a meal. After all, the closer to the finals of the Kanto Competition, the more intense the atmosphere of preparation was. Everyone The harder you train, the greater your physical exertion is.

Of course, this was also the premise that everyone rejected what Inui Sadaharu called a special drink that was extremely effective in restoring physical strength.

In the locker room, Oishi looked very happy after receiving a call from Jinguji Hikaru.

At the same time, some excited sounds also attracted the attention of the rest of the people in the locker room.

"Ah! Did Jinguji call back?"

"Hey, hey, Jinguji, can you hear me?"

"How's it going over there? Have you been bullied?"

"Minister, we just defeated Yamabuki yesterday. There was a man named Sengoku Qingjun who was quite powerful!"

Listening to the chirping sound coming from the phone, Jinguji Hikaru smiled and put the phone away from his ear. Feeling the faint vibration from the phone and the tendency to heat up, Jinguji Hikaru couldn't help complaining that his phone seemed to be uncomfortable. Too good.

"Be quiet, Jinguji called back, maybe he has something to tell you!"

Oishi's slightly solemn voice came, and the majesty of Qingxue's mother suppressed everything instantly.

"Yes."

Listening to the people on the other end of the phone who were obviously becoming more honest, Jinguji Hikaru put the phone to his ear again.

"How are you all doing lately, Dashi."

"Well, we are fine here, you don't need to worry, Jinguji."

Dashi said in a gentle and steady tone, faintly exuding a feeling of kindness.

"As for you, the high school students are very strong, so you must be under a lot of pressure."

As he spoke, Dashi's face became more serious and worried.

"If you encounter difficulties, don't be afraid. Go to the coach or person in charge and don't be impulsive."

It's over, Dashi is in the state again.

Looking at Oishi who was obviously overly worried, Kikumaru and others also showed a slightly helpless expression.

Fortunately, it was Hikaru Jinguji who spoke to Oishi.

"Well, it's alright."

Jinguji Hikaru's calm and casual voice came from the phone.

"Here, I can fight best."

What a reasonable and boring answer.

Everyone in Qingxue, including Oishi, complained in unison.

"Ah, that's right, then this is the best."

Oishi said reassuringly.

"By the way, I'm going abroad in a few days."

“Go abroad!!!”

Listening to the sudden increase in volume on the phone, Jinguji Hikaru reluctantly put the phone away from his ears again.

"Isn't it said that it is a domestic training camp?"

"What country!"

"Can you still make it in time for the Kanto Competition!"

“Remember to bring specialties!”

After another burst of noise, Jinguji Hikaru found some free time and simply told Oishi and the others not to worry, he would be able to come back in time to participate in the Kanto Competition.

"Then, you guys, keep up the good work."

After saying that, Jinguji Hikari hung up the phone.

"Hey, these guys are still as noisy as ever."

Jinguji Hikari smiled.

"I hope this phone call won't put too much pressure on them."

At this time, the atmosphere in Qingxue's locker room turned from lively to calm.

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

I don’t know how long it took before Taocheng Wucai spoke leisurely.

"The minister is going abroad."

Kaoru Kaido was in the corner, as if talking to himself or answering Momojo Takeshi's words, and said: "The minister called, he must be worried about us."

Fuji Yuta was full of fighting spirit, as if he had been greatly inspired, and his eyes were filled with a sense of mission.

"Can't lose! Absolutely can't lose! Didn't the minister say that he will definitely come back during the finals of the Kanto Competition!"

After he said these words, Momojo Takeshi and Kaido Kaoru's eyes suddenly lit up, firm and full of fighting spirit.

"We must win gloriously!"

"Defeat all opponents!"

"Then, let's say goodbye today!*3"

After the three of them finished speaking, they stood up in unison and walked out of the locker room. The feeling of racing against time left no doubt that they would practice extra.

Looking at the backs of the three people, the rest of the people in the locker room smiled.

"This phone call to Jinguji Temple is really effective."

Kawamura Takashi said naively, looking at Momoshiro Takeshi and others who were full of fighting spirit, he just felt inexplicably relieved.

"But these boys, don't they think too much of us seniors?"

The corners of Kikumaru's mouth were half-smiling, and the confidence and momentum shining in his eyes were quite eye-catching.

"I'm sorry to say this, but I won't give up the limelight to the first grade easily."

Fujisuke smiled on the side and said: "But, isn't it a good thing to see them so full of fighting spirit?"

"It really doesn't matter, Fuji."

On the side, Inui Sadaharu seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and said in a deep voice next to Fuji Shusuke: "Looking at Yuta, it seems that he is full of motivation because of Jinguji's words. By the way, don't you guys go home together today? "

Fuji Shusuke quietly opened his eyes, his azure eyes exuding a heart-stopping chill, and the smile that always appeared at the corner of his mouth was now a bit more piercing.

"However, it's still early for you to defeat me."

Seeing Fuji Shusuke's appearance, Inui Sadaharu felt happy.

Great, if Fuji is serious about it, he will definitely be able to collect good data this time.

A Gan, your thoughts are too obvious.

Oishi looked helplessly at the angry Sadaharu, laughed dumbly, and finally looked at Tezuka who said nothing.

"Tezuka, what do you think?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was standing quietly by the window and thinking silently, suddenly came back to his senses. When he turned his head, he saw everyone staring at him intently.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "No matter what, we only need to do one thing."

"Go ahead with all your concentration!"

"boom!"

"WEICOME TO"

Three days later, a plane landed. Jinguji Hikari and his group were walking in the airport with backpacks on their backs.

They were so impressive that they gathered in groups, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.

Many women among them showed extremely obvious interest in Jinguji Hikari and others, and some of them also took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures.

This trend seems quite normal in this country.

Although Jinguji Hikaru doesn't have much favorable impression of this country with little historical heritage and small area.

"Welcome to Team Neon."

A man in a suit took the initiative to greet him and said to the leader Yukio Kurobe: "We have arranged a hotel for you, please come with me."

"Thank you."

Jinguji Hikari followed this person onto the bus that picked them up.

The moment he saw the bus, Hikaru Jinguji frowned.

The feeling of long history comes to my face. It is a bus, but it feels like a bigger bus from the past. It looks old.

"Please get in the car."

Jinguji Hikaru looked at the man who was still smiling and had a sneer on his face.

It's really shameless as expected.