Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Atobe, who was that just now?"

With Yushi Ninzu watching, Xiang Yueren did not cause any trouble, but Ryo Shido had no intention of swallowing his anger and asked directly.

"Atobe, who were those people just now?"

"From Qingxue."

Atobe Keigo said with a cold expression.

"Qingxue?"

Shishido Ryo thought for a moment and had no impression of this school at all. He suddenly said with some disdain: "I have no impression at all. It can't be a school for bastards."

"I'm here to remind you, Shishido."

Listening to the contempt in Shishido Ryo's tone, Atobe Keigo turned his head and said with a serious and cold expression: "You'd better not underestimate Seigaku."

Shishito Ryo raised his eyebrows, his eyes were a bit unconvinced and disapproving, but looking at Atobe Keigo's serious look, he snorted in displeasure and turned his head.

"I see!"

"I just hope they don't get eliminated before they meet us!"

Atobe Keigo took a deep look at Shishido Ryo. He knew that what he said was unfounded and he had no intention of explaining so much.

"Anyway, you should pay more attention."

Looking at Atobe Keigo's back, Shishido Ryo looked a little arrogant and dissatisfied, but he still followed Atobe Keigo's footsteps honestly.

"Qing Xue, okay? I've confirmed that everything is fine. I wish you all good luck in the competition."

"Thank you."

After asking the staff to confirm, Jinguji Hikaru led Qingxue towards the stadium for the first game.

"Wow, there are so many people, much more than in the regional competition."

Kikumaru looked around curiously. It was obviously a competition for a higher level, but the number of people in the team had not decreased at all. There were even more people because some schools had cheerleading teams.

Players warming up on the edge of the pitch can be seen everywhere.

Of course, when Jinguji Hikaru and the others passed by, they didn't forget to give them a strange look.

This team is really short.

"Okay everyone, today is our first game. As usual, we have to play the whole game, so everyone, come on."

Jinguji Hikaru said with a smile: "It's still the old rules. The number of laps to run after returning will be determined based on time and score."

"I always feel that saying this before a game will make people feel a little discouraged."

Kikumaru muttered quietly.

Dashi smiled and said nothing.

The school where Qingxue played his first game was a not-so-famous school. The players' abilities were average and there was no pressure.

"Oh!"

"Game, Mikawa Murakusa, 6-0!"

"Oh!"

"Game, Oishi Kikumaru, 6-0!"

"Oh!"

"Game, Fuji Shusuke, 6-0!"

"Oh!"

"Game, Tezuka Kunimitsu, 6-0!"

"Oh!"

"Game, Jinguji Hikari, 6-0!"

Some spectators passing by looked at the game in astonishment.

"So strong!"

"Yeah, even though I'm in the first grade, I didn't give my opponent a chance at all."

"That is to say, the game is over so quickly."

Under the surprised eyes of the audience outside the field, Jinguji Hikaru and the others exchanged greetings with their beaten opponents who were vaguely doubtful about their lives, and then began to prepare for the next game.

"Today's game was easy."

Kikumaru said cheerfully.

After winning the game, Oishi was also very happy, but he still said rationally: "Don't be too happy Eiji, it's just the first game of the Tokyo Competition."

"Yes, I understand, our goal is to win the championship!"

Kikumaru patted his chest and said confidently: "I am very motivated now!"

"Champion, huh."

Just when Kikumaru was cheerful, a disdainful voice sounded.

Kikumaru frowned subconsciously, turned around, and found a person on the side of the road who went to an unknown school.

When the other party saw Kikumaru looking over, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked at Kikumaru arrogantly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"What a nasty guy."

Kikumaru frowned, a hint of irritation flashed in his eyes, but he had no intention of entangled with the other party, he just turned his head and stopped talking to the other party.

It's a pity that Kikumaru ignored the other party, but the other party took the initiative to come up to him.

"An unknown third-rate school dares to brazenly talk about being a champion. It really makes me laugh out loud."

"A bunch of frogs in a well."

After hearing the other party say such outrageous words, everyone in Qingxue couldn't pretend they didn't hear it, and everyone stopped in a tacit understanding.

"You guy, what are you talking about!"

Kikumaru glared at the other person angrily.

When the other party saw that Kikumaru was small, the contempt in his expression was not concealed at all.

"To say that you don't overestimate your capabilities is so whimsical."

"you!"

Kikumaru wanted to retort, but was stopped by Jingu Shiguang.

"Jinguji, he was the first..."

"I know."

Jingu Shiguang gave Kikumaru a reassuring look, and then looked at the arrogant boy in front of him with cold eyes.

Glancing at the team emblem on his chest, he saw the word Yinhua written on it.

"Yinhua's?"

"correct!"

The boy raised his chin proudly and said with arrogance: "Unlike teams like you who are lucky enough to enter the Tokyo Competition, our school is a frequent visitor to the Kanto Competition."

"Regular customers?"

Jingu Shiguang's eyes were contemptuous. His only impression of Ginka was that he deliberately made things difficult for Coach Ryuzaki's granddaughter in the future, and was defeated by Echizen Ryoma alone. Finally, after meeting Aogaku in the game, because he saw no hope of winning, It's just a school of miscellaneous fish that everyone chose to abstain from voting.

It's just a typical case of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Let’s just say, except for Hyotei and Yamabuki, no one can watch the Tokyo Grand Tournament.

"They are just cannon fodder for the Kanto Tournament."

Ok?

The Yinhua player was stunned, as if he didn't expect that Jingu Siguang would dare to disdain his school in front of him. He suddenly felt insulted and became furious.

"Kid! What did you say! If you have the guts, then..."

Before Yinhua finished speaking, Shenguang Siguang's eyes suddenly changed. He was so cold and domineering that the words Yinhua wanted to say were immediately blocked in his throat.

The eyes that looked at Jingu Siguang were filled with trembling and fear.

Like an ant noticed by the dragon's eyes, it can only survive under the mercy of the other party, without any desire to resist.

Please, go quickly.

The boy in Yinhua kept praying in his heart, begging for mercy from Jingu Siguang, and also saying it to himself.

But at this time, his faintly trembling legs refused to obey the orders at all, and he stood there blankly.

Jingu Siguang looked at his miserable performance and said indifferently.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

As if he had been granted amnesty, the man reacted instantly and quickly took two steps back. The panic in his eyes did not fade away.

Without even the thought of saying harsh words, he turned around and left.

"boring."

Jingu Si Guang snorted disdainfully, then turned around and said to everyone.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Seeing this, Kikumaru approached Oishi in a low voice and asked, "Oishi, what happened just now?"

Dashi thought for a while and guessed: "Perhaps, this is the so-called momentum."

Tezuka Kunimitsu glanced at Jingu Siguang without any trace, and the feeling just now was the same as that night.