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Hearing this.

Hiroshi Wakato smiled.

His smile was particularly ugly.

After a few consecutive balls, even though his mind was filled with jealousy and anger.

At this moment, he could clearly feel how big the gap between him and Genichirō Sanada and Kitagawa was.

"Coach Hanamura's vision is as good as ever~!"

"But even so."

"I am not afraid!"

After a sigh of loss.

Hiroshi Wakato's eyes rose with stubbornness.

Obviously, even at this point, he was unwilling to be a coward.

"Be careful!"

The next moment.

Genichirō Sanada raised his head slightly, and his eyes under the baseball cap gradually revealed.

He said in a deep voice.

The dark red aura continued to show around him, like a dark storm.

Whoosh!

As he threw the tennis ball in his hand into the air.

"Shiranui, Fudomei..."

A blazing flame suddenly rose up.

Then, a heavy feeling came.

For a moment, it seemed as if the blazing fire was burning the mountains.

But then the two began to merge.

Just like magma.

Not only that.

The tennis ball was more like a meteorite formed by the gathering of magma.

"Hu..."

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

A dark red light flashed in Genichirō Sanada's eyes.

As his eyes focused.

He jumped up and swung his racket.

"Yan-scorching river rock!"

Bang!

After a burst of impact sounded.

The whole sky seemed to be gradually covered by the scorching river of magma.

The feeling of doomsday reached its extreme.

The hot breath kept colliding with Wakato Hiroshi, as if to melt him completely.

"Come on!"

"For Coach Huacun!!!"

Wakato Hiro stared at the surging magma with a heavy gaze and roared in vain.

He resolutely rushed towards the torrent.

Like a moth to a flame.

Short and overestimating one's own abilities.

The next moment.

Chi Chi!

Wakato Hiro suddenly braked his foot, holding the racket with both hands and swinging it with all his strength.

Boom!!!

After the ricocheting tennis ball collided with it.

In a brief silence, an unspeakable terrifying force erupted in an instant.

Just like magma gushing out of the crater.

"Give it to me! Go back! Ahhhhh!"

His eyes were covered with red bloodshot, and Wakato Hiro was almost crazy and tried his best to stop this ball.

But.

Overestimating one's own abilities is overestimating one's own abilities after all.

Just for a moment.

Chi Chi!

Boom!

Chi Chi...

Boom!!!

The tennis ball penetrated the racket face directly.

It could even be said that the racket face was melted.

Then it hit Wakato Hiroshi's chest hard.

In shock and a wry smile.

It was directly blown out of the field.

It hit the concrete of the stands heavily.

Puff~!

Blood mixed with saliva spurted out of his mouth.

Then his head drooped down and he fainted completely.

"Why bother?"

Shaking his head, Sanada Genichirō turned and walked towards the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team.

"Wakato Hiroshi of the Josei Shonan team cannot continue the game."

"Therefore, Sanada Genichirō of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team won!"

"The current score is 2-1!"

The referee on the podium looked at the unconscious Wakato Hiroshi with pity and announced the result loudly.

However, that kind of pity was only for a moment.

It turned into disgust in an instant.

As the saying goes, there must be something hateful about pitiful people.

This cannot be changed.

At this moment.

"Ur ur ur ..."

The sound of ambulances came from outside the Green Forest Tennis Park.

Before the Kanto Tournament temporary medical team finished checking Wakato Hiroshi's condition.

Several doctors and nurses with stretchers rushed to the scene.

In the state of everyone being stunned, Wakato Hiroshi was taken away without any delay.

"Coach Huacun, don't thank me~!"

Just when Huacun Aoi frowned.

Green Mountain Middle School tennis coach Ji Le Taizao smiled and said to her not far away.

"Instead of paying attention to their own game at the D court, they come here to call an ambulance for us."

"Coach Ji Le is really meddling in other people's business."

Looking at Ji Le Tai Zao expressionlessly, Huacun Aoi replied coldly.

"Hehe..."

"Because Midoriyama Junior High School knows itself."

"Unlike Shirozane Shonan."

Grinning, Ji LeTaizao said softly.

Then he turned around and prepared to leave.

However, just after taking a step, this guy turned back and looked at Hanamura Aoi again.

At the same time, he lowered his sunglasses slightly.

"It's a bit of a pity."

"I called seven ambulances in total."

"It seems that only three can be used."

After that.

Ji Le Taizao left here with a hearty laugh.

"Inhale... Exhale..."

Really angry, Hanamura Aoi took several deep breaths in succession before he recovered.

"Kajimoto."

"It's your turn next."

"Don't embarrass me again!"

Although Hanamura Aoi favors Kitagawa.

But it doesn't mean that she favors Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

It doesn't mean that she doesn't care about the disgusting and coquettish actions of Ji Le Taizao, the tennis coach of Midoriyama Middle School.

Even though she knew that this time, Cheng Cheng Shonan would most likely not be able to overcome the huge mountain of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

But she didn't want to be embarrassed one after another.

At least don't lose as badly as Wakato Hiroshi.

"Yes, Coach Hanamura."

Pursing his lips, Kajimoto Takahisa nodded heavily.

A touch of happiness flashed in his melancholy eyes.

After all, since Aoi Hanamura noticed Kitagawa, he rarely said such words to them.

Now that he heard it again, the original grievance and jealousy in his heart disappeared.

Some just wanted to make Aoi Hanamura proud.

Then.

Kajimoto Takahisa took the racket and prepared to walk towards the court.

The next moment.

"Oh, right."

"By the way, apologize to Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School."

"And tell them that I will deal with the unbearable works."

Aoi Hanamura looked at the deep pit in front of him and pondered for a while.

Then he gave instructions to Kajimoto Takahisa.

The moment the words fell.

Everyone in the Josei Shonan team held their breath.

The jealousy that had been dormant seemed to surge.

Everyone lowered their heads in silence and clenched their teeth without saying a word.

"Hmm..."

Kajimoto Takahisa responded in a very low voice.

The melancholy in his eyes was even worse than before.

He unconsciously clenched the racket in his hand.

Then he walked towards the court without looking back.

Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School Team.

"It's my turn."

He smiled and nodded to the returning Sanada Genichirō.

Then Yukimura Seiichi put the coat he was wearing on the bench.

With a confident and gentle expression, he walked towards the court.