Seraph of Net King

Following.

The entrance of the Ice Emperor School Park.

A group of female students wearing short coffee-colored skirts and a pair of white legs made the first, second and third grade boys around them look at each other.

"Morning, Warrior. "

Xiang Higaku carried a tennis bag and a schoolbag, and waved his hand at the ninja foot.

"Are you rested?"

The ninja warrior looked at the people of Xiang Riyue suspiciously.

Yesterday.

After 25 laps of the playground, only Xiang Hidake had the worst physical strength, and the result was last.

Helplessly, Xiang Riyue people have to add 5 laps of fines.

By the end of the run, he was almost out of strength.

It took a long break to recover somewhat.

"Ahh

When the people of Higaku heard the ninja foot yoshi talk about yesterday, they immediately wailed.

"The minister is too ruthless, I ran a total of 30 laps!"

"Oh, really?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind Xiang Riyue.

"yes, you know, that's 30 laps, it's really tiring...."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice stopped, as if he had been choked by the neck.

In the end, Xiang Higaku twisted his body a little stiffly.

"Minister .... So early?"

Xiang Riyue had an expression of almost crying.

Mijin looked at him with a smile and said, "You just said that you were tired after running 30 laps yesterday?"

"Nope. "

Xiang Riyue shook his head and said, "I'm not tired at all. "

"It's a shame!"

Ryo Shishido pouted and said.

"Bright!"

Xiang Riyue people were immediately dissatisfied.

"Everyone's early, minister's morning. "

At this time, Chiba Yuya also came to the school gate.

"Senior, morning!"

Except for the Imperial God Blaze and the Traces, the rest of the people also greeted Chiba Yu one after another.

"Mijin-sama is early!"

"Good morning, junior. "

"Good morning, Mijin-sama!"

The surrounding second- and third-grade seniors shouted after seeing Yu Shen Chi trotting all the way to the distance from Yu Shen Chi's side.

"Early. "

Mijin Chi waved at them.

"Good morning, Lord Kibe. "

As for the first-year girls, they shouted at the traces.

"Hmm. "

Tracebe nodded narcissistically.

"It's too big. "

Shinobu Shinobu pushed his glasses and smiled.

Chiba Yuya smiled and said, "A minister is a minister." "

"Hush. "

The trace department didn't care in the slightest, and then said: "Chi Yi, Uncle Ben's light will shine on him!"

"I guess it's no fun. "

"Well, it's definitely not a joke. "

"100 percent no. "

The forbearance and the few people said one after another.

The trace department suddenly became unhappy.

"Let's go. "

Mijin shook his head and smiled.

Although everyone is a member of the tennis club, they still have to take classes.

Especially after the regional heats.

However, in special circumstances, that is, when it comes to competitions, they don't have to go to class at all. (PS: To be reasonable, who has seen the protagonists in class in the original work of the King of the Net, some are just daily, and they are brushed aside)

In Year 1 Class A.

The two of them, Yu Shen Chi and Ji Bu, walked into the classroom separately.

"Wow!

Suddenly, the female students in the class screamed when they saw the trace.

"See, Uncle Ben's light is everywhere!"

The trace department looked at the god blazing and said.

Mijin Blazing rolled his eyes, ignoring him.

Walk towards your seat.

The seat of the Amiblaze is by the window, and you can see the tennis club from here.

Just as Goshin was seated, a pink envelope was stamped into his eye.

Seeing this, the corners of Yu Shenchi's mouth twitched fiercely a few times.

This situation has changed since the time he returned.

Most of them were sent by the second and third graders.

Besides.

Outside the classroom, a group of second- and third-grade seniors looked at Yu Shenchi with unblinking eyes.

"That...."

Suddenly, a sweet voice sounded beside Yu Shenchi.

"What's wrong?"

Goshin asked, looking back at her.

"This is a bento made by the senior sister, I hope you like it, junior brother. "

With that, the third-grade senior put the lunch box on the table of the god blazing, and then ran out with a red face.

"Senior sister's lunch, I'm so envious!"

Seeing this, the male students around said one after another.

Bento?

Yu Shenchi didn't expect it, and sighed helplessly when he looked at the lunch in front of him.

Soon, the class bell rang.

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, the time was in the afternoon.

After retiring early, the Divine Blazing and the Traces came to the tennis club.

I went to the locker room to change my clothes and walked out.

The gray coat was draped over his shoulders, and the surrounding players immediately shouted when they saw Mijin Chi and Jibu, ".. Ministers, Deputy Ministers!"

At this time, the tennis department is in the middle.

"Assemble!"

With the sound of the gods, the players quickly lined up.

The front row is the official player.

The back lined up from the third grade.

"The regional preliminaries are over, and the next step is the Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament. "

Yu Shen Chi paused and said, "The official players train according to the training content, and the other first, second, and third grades go to the second and third courts to train. "

"Yes! Minister!"

Everyone said in unison.

"Disband!"

Mijin Chi waved his hand.

Meanwhile.

Tokyo, Youth Gakuen.

Tennis club.

"Tezuka. "

Fuji Shusuke said to Tezuka Kunimitsu: "I had a competition with the Minister of the Ice Emperor last night. "

"The result?"

Hearing this, Tezuka asked curiously.

“6:0。 "

Fuji Zhouzhu (Hao Zhao) remembered the result of last night's game, and he smiled bitterly, "I am completely defeated." "

Tezuka's eyes flickered.

"Didn't get a penny?"

He shook his head and said, "I was taken by surprise, then I was caught up, and finally I was completely suppressed." "

"Really?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu's hand subconsciously clenched.

Fuji Shusuke smiled slightly, looked at him and asked, "Tezuka, do you want to compete with him?"

"Yes. "

Kunimitsu Tezuka nodded.

Fuji Zhou Zhu said in a deep voice: "If it were you, you should be able to win the score from his hands." "

After listening to Fuji Shusuke's words, Tezuka Kunimitsu's brown-black eyes showed a trace of solemnity.

It was the first time he had heard of someone who could make Fuji Shusuke so serious.

"Tezuka, the fight between us hasn't started before we play him. "

Fuji Shusuke's ice-blue pupils stared at Kunimitsu Tezuka. _

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