Net King: This player is backed by justice

"The reborn Qingxue."

"Super strong——[Three Qingxue Generals]!"

"Jinguji Hikaru: Seigaku's goal is to become the national champion!"

The news that Seigaku won the regional championship was heavily publicized by Tennis Monthly. At this point, Seogakus' changes have completely entered the eyes of major universities in Tokyo.

ice King.

"Oh, Jinguji Hikaru."

Atobe Keigo looked proudly at the report in his hand, his eyes shining with confidence and arrogance.

"I never thought there would be anyone as courageous as me. I'm really looking forward to meeting this Jinguji Hikari."

"Survival of the fittest is a very common thing, especially for strong schools that want to win the championship. They follow this rule without any discomfort."

Yushi Ninzu sat aside and looked at Atobe Keigo with a calm and relaxed expression.

"However, Jinguji Temple is very courageous, but it only retains one third-year member. I am skeptical about the strength of others."

"Well, at least judging from the above introduction, this Jinguji Hikari follows the same system as me. The strong are promoted and the weak are demoted. As for the fact that they are all in the first grade, it is probably because the people before Qingxue are too weak. .”

Atobe Keigo said noncommittally, with a faint sneer in his expression.

"But it's no wonder. After all, Qingxue has never even touched the threshold of the national competition before. It's just some trash fish."

He casually threw the magazine in his hand on the table and said disdainfully: "Being defeated by Zayu does not mean that the strength is enough. When they meet my uncle's Ice Emperor, their level will be determined immediately."

Looking at Keigo Atobe who was always so confident, Yushi Ninzu smiled helplessly.

"You should at least treat your unfamiliar opponent a little bit, otherwise you will suffer a big loss."

Hearing what Ninzu Yushi meant, Atobe Keigo looked sideways at him with some curiosity in his eyes, and said coldly: "Oh, from the look of you, you seem to be very afraid of some of these people."

"It's hard to talk about some people." Yushi Ninzu shook his head, then looked stern, and tapped the cover of the magazine with his finger.

"This guy, I advise you to be careful."

Atobe Keigo lowered his eyes and looked at the person pointed out by Ninzu Yushi.

"Jinguji Hikaru? Speaking of which, the introduction said that he went to elementary school in Osaka just like you."

He raised his head and looked directly at Ninzu Yushi.

"Why, have you ever lost to him?"

"A miserable failure!"

Yushi Ninzu looked solemn and said something that even Atobe Keigo didn't expect.

"A fiasco?"

Atobe Keigo was surprised and repeated Ninzu Yushi's words. He had fought against Ninzu Yushi, so he naturally knew his strength. Although he was still a little worse than him, he was also an opponent he recognized, and he could defeat him. It takes some effort, but such a character ended up in a disastrous defeat when facing Jinguji Hikari?

Immediately afterwards, Atobe Keigo's eyes flashed with interest.

"Listening to what you said, I am even more curious about the strength of Hikaru Jinguji."

Looking at Atobe Keigo's eyes that were happy to see Yushin, Ninzu Yushi couldn't help but remind you: "I would like to advise you, although Atobe your strength is very strong, but compared with that guy"

Under Keigo Atobe's intense eyes, Yushi Ninzu said solemnly: "You will lose."

Hearing this, Atobe Keigo's pupils suddenly shrank, and then

"Yeah, hahaha! It's interesting. I can't wait to have a good fight with this guy."

Atobe Keigo laughed boldly twice, the confidence in his eyes was not reduced by half, and at the same time, he also had a strong fighting spirit.

Glancing at the regional championship trophy he just got back today, Atobe Keigo showed a nonchalant look. Only the national championship trophy is worthy of his uncle Atobe.

"Renzu, are you interested in going to Qingxue with me tomorrow?"

"Going to Qingxue?"

Yushi Ninzu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"I had already guessed that this would be the result I told you."

"A powerful opponent is right beside me, but I can't wait any longer."

Atobe Keigo said enthusiastically.

"Then do you want to find a coach to arrange a practice match?"

Ninzu Yushi suggested: "I think it might happen if I go up hastily."

"I am only slightly interested in Jinguji Hikaru because of your words."

Atobe Keigo looked arrogant and said: "As for the other people in Qingxue, I don't have much interest at the moment."

Listening to Atobe Keigo's usual arrogant speech, Ninzu Yushi couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

"So, there is only one way in front of me, right?"

"Hahaha, following this uncle is the only right path, there is no doubt about it!"

Atobe Keigo smiled confidently, and then focused his eyes on the magazine in front of him again.

Jinguji Hikaru, I’m here to meet you.

"Ah!"

Jinguji Hikaru, who was lying on the bed at home, sneezed inexplicably, rubbed his nose, and turned over lazily.

"Let me see, the phone number, ah! I have it!"

After Jinguji Hikaru found his target from the address book, he made a call.

After about two or three rings, a gentle voice sounded.

"Aguang, why did you call me suddenly?"

"Hey, it's so sad, Shiraishi. You even called me by my name, but you wonder why I called you. Isn't it strange?"

Jinguji Hikaru said in a lazy tone, turned over again, and said with his legs crossed leisurely.

"Maybe it's because you still call me Shiraishi."

The person opposite was obviously very familiar with Hikaru Jinguji, and he took Hikaru Jinguji's words effortlessly.

"Ah, this is a personal hobby."

"Okay, you guys don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Hearing that the person on the other end of the phone was so direct, Jinguji Hikaru felt it was easier and said, "What's the phone number of that guy?"

"You don't even have the coach's phone number, but you still call the coach by his first name. You are really weird."

The person on the other side smiled and teased Jinguji Hikaru.

"I will send you the phone number later, but didn't you go to Tokyo? Why do you need the coach's phone number?"

"Because, guess what."

Jinguji light was sold out.

".The phone is gone."

"Hey~ It's so scary. Do you want me to call and harass you every day from now on?"

"You guy."

Kuranosuke Shiraishi hung up the phone in a funny manner and shook his head helplessly.

"This guy is still as dishonest as ever."

However, when he thought of the purpose of Jinguji Hikaru's call, his eyes suddenly froze.

"Exchange competition, huh, I want to see what kind of school you joined, even if you didn't go to Shitenhoji Temple and insisted on running to Tokyo."