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"Can I go on the court next?"

"Bullmaster."

Compared to the Byodoin Phoenix and the others, the regulars of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

Yukimura Seiichi asked Kitagawa gently.

As soon as the words fell.

Without waiting for Kitagawa to answer, he threw the coat on his shoulders to Kirihara Akaya.

Then he walked straight to Sanada Genichirō on the court.

"Uh..."

"Why does Yukimura-senpai seem angry?"

"Does it mean that Sanada-senpai is offering sacrifices to the heavens, and Yukimura-senpai has boundless magic power?"

Kirihara Akaya swallowed his saliva and muttered softly while hugging the coat that flew over in surprise.

After all, the number of times Yukimura Seiichi got angry is definitely few and far between.

"To be precise, Yukimura was angry about the high school students bullying the weak."

"If he was just playing with us, he wouldn't be like this."

"Just like the first and second games, of course, Kirihara's victory must have been due to the fact that the other party looked down on him."

"But in the third game, the other party was going all out, and even a little aggressive."

"It really makes people deeply disappointed with the Neon U-17 training camp..."

Slowly closing the notebook in his hand, Yanagi Renji no longer planned to continue recording and collecting the other party's data.

Now he opened his eyes and stared at the other party expressionlessly.

You can say.

Not only Yukimura Seiichi was disappointed, but he was also the same.

"Actually, there is another point."

"That is the desire for the strong."

At this time.

Kitagawa smiled and watched Yukimura Seiichi carrying Sanada Genichirō towards this side.

To be honest.

Even if Kitagawa was able to beat the Byodoin Phoenix, he would still feel very unhappy.

No matter what the head coaches of the Neon U-17 training camp, Yukio Kurobe, were thinking.

Anyway, Kitagawa would say it in two words - too much!

That being said.

But this moment gave them a chance to face such a strong opponent.

In fact, it was a good experience for the people in Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

Just like Kirihara Akari could also show his skills in the other-dimensional field, just like Sanada Genichirō's resolute attack without reservation.

These are all further tests and lashes.

No doubt.

At this moment, Yukimura Seiichi also wanted to see how big the gap was between him and the players of the Neon U-17 training camp.

And this would definitely affect his final decision on Kitagawa's proposal.

"Let's go for it!"

Taking Sanada Genichiro from Yukimura Seiichi with one hand, Kitagawa said to Yukimura Seiichi very seriously.

"Yeah."

After saying that.

Yukimura Seiichi picked up the racket on the bench and walked towards the court with a burning gaze.

At the same time.

So did Taneshima Shuji.

Step!

After the two came to the court.

When their eyes met, an invisible stalemate atmosphere instantly enveloped the two.

"Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School, Vice President of the Tennis Club, Yukimura Seiichi, please teach me more!"

A few seconds passed.

Yukimura Seiichi was the first to greet.

His bright eyes reflected Taneshima Shuji on the opposite side, and a strong fighting spirit arose spontaneously.

He could feel that the opponent was very strong!

In fact, it was true.

You know.

In the original work, Taneshima Shuji was the No. 2 of the Neon U-17 team.

According to Onijushirou, he is the only opponent he has never defeated in the training camp.

In addition, he defeated Zeus Iliopoulos, the captain of the Greek U-17 team ranked 10th in the U-17 World Cup group stage.

He can be called the best defender in Japan.

"Neon U-17 training camp, Shuji Taneshima."

"Please teach me, Yukimura-san."

With a slight smile, Shuji Taneshima replied softly.

To be honest.

Just when he was observing the people of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

He noticed the peculiarity of Yukimura Seiichi.

"Then——"

"Senior Taneshima, are you ready to sink into the abyss?"

The next moment.

Yukimura Seiichi immediately showed his unique sharpness.

His bright eyes stared at Shuji Taneshima, showing a strong aggressiveness.

Layers of strange auras gradually flooded the entire stadium like a tide.

"Spiritual power?"

"It's really a rare existence."

Raising his eyebrows, Shuji Tanejima's mouth curled up a smile of interest and whispered softly.

Then.

Next to the courtThe temporary referee also completed the guessing phase.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"High school third-year student Shuji Tanejima VS junior high school third-year student Seiichi Yukimura."

"Seiichi Yukimura serves."

"The game begins!"

A moment after the sound fell.

On the court.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A series of rhythmic clapping sounds gradually sounded.

It was as if every beat hit the heartbeat.

"Be careful~"

"Senior Tanejima."

While speaking.

Seiichi Yukimura caught the bouncing tennis ball and threw it into the air.

He took a step back with his right foot and jumped slightly.

He swung the racket in his hand slowly.

"Because--"

"Your nightmare has come to you!"

Bang!

As the racket face collided with the tennis ball.

An invisible ripple spread in all directions.

As for the tennis ball, it shot towards the opposite side with great speed.

"Did you show your mental tennis skills right from the start?"

"Do you want to make a quick decision to avenge the junior in front? Or do you think I'm just a small fry?"

After sighing softly.

Tanejima Shuji's body sank slightly, and he suddenly sprinted towards the landing point of the tennis ball.

Swish~!

Accompanied by a cloud of dust.

Under the brake, Tanejima Shuji directly swung the racket in his hand.

"It's gone~!"

Just when the racket was about to collide with the tennis ball.

A voice rang out.

At the same time.

The tennis ball, which was originally wrapped in rich mental power, seemed to hit an invisible wall.

Then.

The invisible wall seemed to have a black hole of nothingness formed by an incredible power.

In the blink of an eye, all the power on the tennis ball was turned into nothingness.

"Now it's your turn, junior brother!"

With a light laugh, Shuji Tanejima swung his sword.

He leaned forward and swung his sword, raising his right foot.

Boom!

In an instant.

A stream of yellow-green light appeared on the court.