Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Captain, we are facing the British team in the qualifiers."

Camus looked elegant and calm after hearing his teammates' words.

"Well, I see."

Bart looked at Camus, who was caressing the racket in his hand, his eyes as warm as water, and said in a accustomed manner: "The British team is quite popular this year."

"Isn't this just right?"

Camus seemed to be completely immersed in his own world. He looked at the racket in his hand affectionately, and gently stroked his fingers upward from the handle of the racket. He was as graceful as a dancing princess, and also like a prodigal flirting. Despite these movements It looks very strange in Bart.

Has the captain's love for tennis gone astray?

Although Camus is very powerful, Barthes still can't help but think about it sometimes.

"You will accompany me to defeat my opponent, right?"

Camus could no longer tolerate anyone in his eyes and concentrated on maintaining his racket.

"But Hikaru Jinguji of the British team seems to be very strong. Do you want to be careful?"

"No need, just leave that guy to me!"

Looking at Plance who walked in, his right eye was covered by thick bangs and his eyes were sharp, Bart smiled and said: "Prince, did your inspection go well today?"

"Of course, under the light of this prince, no one can stop me."

Plance said calmly, and then looked at Camus seriously.

"Leave it to me, the prince, to defeat the man named Hikari Jinguji!"

What a high morale.

Seeing that Plance, who has always been arrogant and arrogant because of his strong strength due to Wang's bloodline, attaches so much importance to Jinguji Hikari, Bart knew that Plance might be particularly interested in Jinguji Hikari this time, but...

"It's too early for you to deal with that guy, Plance."

Camus looked at Plance with gentle eyes and an elegant smile.

"Be patient."

"Hmph! If that's the case, then put me in singles No. 3."

When Pronce heard what Camus said, a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he still refused to give up and changed his words.

Facing the somewhat innocent and cute little stubbornness of Plance, Camus just smiled knowingly and nodded.

"This is no problem."

"Okay, it's settled."

Upon seeing this, Prons turned around and left cleanly. His resolute look made Bart couldn't help but sigh once again that their prince really had his own way of doing things.

"But do you really want to put him in the No. 3 singles position, captain?"

Barthes looked at Camus curiously.

"Maybe we will actually meet Hikaru Jinguji."

"No, the British team will not be so arrogant."

Camus said calmly: "They don't have the strength to sweep us in a quick victory, and they will not be easily swept by us 3-0, so letting the prince play No. 3 singles is a good choice."

"Really? I think that compared to their singles, doubles is even more of a weakness."

Barthes heard the subtext in Camus's words and retorted with some dissatisfaction.

"hehe."

Camus had no desire to convince the other party about Barthes' words. He just looked at the racket in his hand with soft eyes and whispered softly: "You also think that the No. 2 singles position may be a good position, right? So, please As always, trust me unconditionally with all your heart, just like me."

Looking at Camus who was immersed in his own world again, Barthes sighed and ended the conversation.

but

Does the captain want to play No. 2 singles? So that means that the first three games have given the opponent a win by default, and he also has plans to snipe Jinguji Hikari in No. 2 singles.

Of course, this also means that Camus implicitly agreed that Jinguji Hikaru had the same idea as him.

What two proud guys.

Bart exhaled silently, and then flipped up his bangs very narcissistically, with a handsome and confident smile on his face.

"No, you have to tell Edgar and the others that Camus doesn't think they can beat the British team this time."

"Okay, now let's invite the players from both sides to come on stage."

Jinguji Hikaru led everyone slowly into the venue.

The audience was packed, Xiu couldn't help but joked: "It's really good to compete against the top four teams in the world. At least the attendance is full."

"Don't belittle yourself so much. There are also many fans of the British team among them. Besides, our ranking prediction this year is pretty good."

Keith smiled and pointed in a direction.

"But if Germany is the king, I'm afraid even the 32nd ranked team will be crowded."

A trace of longing and ambition flashed in Xiu's eyes.

"Hey, wouldn't it be nice to defeat them then?"

Toyama Kintaro smiled broadly, but his eyes were particularly confident and fierce.

"Destroy all opponents."

"Well, that sounds a bit arrogant."

Echizen Ryuya chuckled, with a pair of unpredictable red and phoenix eyes.

"But if all the players don't come with this goal in mind, this game will be meaningless."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Jinguji Hikaru turned to Tokugawa Kazuya and Akutsu.

"Tokugawa, Akutsu, you two should communicate with each other. You will be playing doubles later!"

Tokugawa Kazuya's expression was calm, and after quietly looking at Akutsu's unruly expression, he did not take the initiative to speak.

As for Akutsu.

"Hey, brother Akutsu, I can't accompany you this time."

Listening to Toyama Kintaro's words that seemed to be silently showing off, expressing sympathy, and showing off, Akutsu's face became even colder.

"Both sides line up!"

Under the auspices of the referee, the British team and the French team stood on both sides of the net and shook hands with each other.

"Hopefully we have a chance to play against each other."

Camus held Hikaru Jinguji's hand and suddenly said.

Looking at the elegant and world-class man in front of him, who was filled with a powerful and romantic mysterious aura, Jinguji Hikaru smiled lightly.

"Me too."

The two hands are separated at the touch of a finger.

"Okay, let's invite the second player from both sides to play!"

After hearing the referee's words, Keith and Xiu looked at each other in understanding, with each other's eyes full of trust and encouragement.

"Let's go, Xiu."

"Well, come on together, Keith!"

In the audience, Aimee and others came to watch the game.

"Captain, there's no problem."

One team member said with some unconfidence: "Keith and Xiu are indeed very strong, but after all, they are just freshman in high school, and they are facing each other."

Watching the French team's Barthes and Moreau's appearance, their strong aura instantly aroused cheers from the audience, turning the stadium into their own stage in an instant.

His face couldn't help but look suspicious.

"The opponents are Bart and Moro."