The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

"Hmph, don't worry! Hui Lu, I'm waiting for the Dark Emperor to win the victory for us. We won two points in a row. No matter what, we will start in a draw." Gray Lu.

...Is it the second point that Rantang got?

The red-haired squad leader with a fleshy body smiled and echoed a few times, and then justly refuted Kaito's retreating thoughts. He held his fiery fists and said, "How can you think so! Kaito-kun! Whether it is Whenever, our goal is to win! I will definitely bring the championship trophy back to you, to Guangzhou classmate!"

"That's right, don't worry Shun." Kubota smiled and waved his hands, and entered the stage majesticly.

third game,

Mingdo and Feng were stimulated by the defeat of the first two rounds. They played big moves, gnashing their teeth and frantically biting the opponent's score. Lightning balls, super half volleys and heavy artillery served successively, winning three rounds in a row, and finally Saved a bit of face for the ice emperor.

"A combination of a nerd and a muscular gorilla? That sucks."

"As the head of the tennis club, that's all. Not as good as that black-haired member of yours."

As a member of Ice Emperor who is the favorite to win the championship, Shishido is not inferior to anyone in provoking opponents, and the passionate Hui Lu becomes more and more excited when he meets a strong enemy.

But Kuagu Xu Yalian, who couldn't accept a little stimulation, suddenly had blue veins. He was impatient after losing consecutive games. He rolled up his sleeves a few times, exposing his muscular arms, and rushed to the net with a roar, ignoring Hui Lu's obstruction, "Who are the nerds talking about? You two bastards, be careful I'll give you a good look!!!"

Fortunately, Kubogusu remembered his setting of "being lost and returning home" in time, so he didn't turn a tennis match into a fight. However, he is not good at this kind of sports and prefers to have body collision with balls. Kubota must frequently go out of bounds. A posture that wants to blow the tennis ball as if the opponent's head is blown.

"The last ball, it's over! One ball into the soul!"

Hochotaro kicked the ground with his left foot as the center, and sent the ball with force from his lower body. The astonishingly powerful tennis ball was shot out like a heavy-duty armed shell, and it could barely brush Kubugusu's hair. Even if he had seen it many times, he He still involuntarily froze for a moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he could even smell the burning protein in his hair the moment the tennis ball passed by.

"No!"

"I can catch it! For classmate Guangzhou who is waiting for us on the other side, for classmate Rantang who is willing to consume a part of his body to succeed, don't give up! Never give up!"

Following this roar that resounded through the sky, Hui Lu, who was running backwards, landed on the ground with a fierce tiger and rushed out of bounds. Before his head hit the iron net, he turned around and swung his racket, using all the strength in his body to hit the heavy tennis ball. went back.

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening "touch"—Hui Lu's head slammed into the protective iron net, and the huge impact made the iron wire howl on the verge of death.

What was more eye-catching than this wailing was that the honey-colored buttocks, which were round and reflective exposed to the sun and air, poked their head out of Hui Lu's sweatpants seductively while still holding a pipa half-hidden.

Shishido Kazuho's gaze fell in shock on the part that was exposed by this brother and was elastically shaking due to the violent exercise.

They didn't even notice the tennis ball landing on their side.

The scene fell into a long silence, "..."

Saiki Kusuo covered his eyes in deep embarrassment. A few seconds later, he looked up and found that the black-haired boy on the high chair poked his head out curiously, staring at the ground with shining eyes. philosophical scene.

Qi Mu: "..."

In the next second, Guangzhou's eyes were blocked by a mosaic that suddenly appeared, and he tilted his hair and let out a doubt, "What?"

Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, don't release things that are not suitable for children to pollute the sight.

Mosaic consciously lifted up the sweatpants, he gave a thumbs up to the deeply touched Kuwagushu with his head covered in blood, and vigorously wiped the blood from his nose, "I caught it! Classmates, you see, as long as we don't give up, we can definitely win!"

Kubo Guxu took a few steps back: "..."

Wipe the blood off your face first!Is there really no problem with this? !

"GamePK Middle School, 40:15." The referee's voice woke Shishido Kazuho who was in a daze.

"A ball into the soul was broken?!"

Shishido couldn't believe it.

He is well aware of the power of Feng's hard practiced ball into the soul, which integrates the highest wish for the team's victory with this ball, full of determination to win with one move, even if he has the courage to compete with this serve in a national competition. There are very few head-on confrontations with unique moves.

Where did this little-known elementary school, the mediocre team, and the friend of Minister Atobe who led these people—Mitsuko Yuu come from? !

"Feng, don't worry! Pull yourself together!"

"Yes... Shishido-senpai!"

In the next match, the two watched the guy named Hui Lu take off his pants in all sorts of ways and hit back all their unique moves. The cry of power.

"drink!"

"Ooooh!"

"Absolutely, absolutely can't lose!"

Hui Lu, who was already prostrate on the ground, saw the return ball being hit again, his eyes glowed, and he quickly writhed on the ground in a twisted zombie-like movement, crawled to the net, and even his elbow was rubbed by stones. Don't care if it's broken.At this moment, only yellow tennis balls remained in his eyes, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and with a puff, his pants fell off completely.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

The ball landed out of bounds—Ice Emperor's out of bounds.

Ice Emperor won the practice match 6:3.

"..."

Shishido and Feng walked out of the arena in a trance, only two sexy round petals were left in their eyes, and the two who were polluted by the spirit completely lost the joy of victory.

"Shishido, Feng! What's wrong with you! Don't fall down!" The terrified voices of Ice Emperor's team members came from the opposite side.

Saiki Kusuo took advantage of the chaos and entered the field competition.

Opposite him was Akutagawa Jiro who was drowsy and completely uninspired. The superpower controlled his own power and lost the game inconspicuously, and walked back to the team in an ordinary way.

Akutagawa picked up the tennis ball on the ground with a confused face, rubbed his sleepy eyes, he clearly remembered that the tennis ball pierced his racket just now, eh——was it a hallucination from sleeping too long?

"It's a 2:2 tie, it's really not gorgeous." Atobe frowned dissatisfiedly, obviously not satisfied with the result.But fortunately, the members of the team have gained and grown...except for the last gloomy man on the opposite side who fished in troubled waters.

"Hey, brat, you're not quite..." Atobe hadn't finished his rare words of praise, when he turned his head, he only saw his bare feet dangling in the air.

Atobe: "..."

Atobe squinted his eyes and looked up, and found that the guy he barely recognized had already kicked off his shoes and raised the seat to a height higher than him.

The black-haired boy propped his fair cheeks with his slender palms, "Humans, don't try to be in a higher position than the Dark Emperor. Chairs are not acceptable."

"Oh, really? Huadi!" Atobe sneered, snapped his fingers, and raised his chair by one meter.

"Hahahahaha! My uncle wants to see what you can do to me?"

"My Highness is the only one who rules the world! The Dark Emperor orders you to go down immediately!"

The others watched silently as the Head of the Bingdi Tennis Department naively began to compete with his juniors. The two competed to go up to the sky, vying to be shoulder to shoulder with the sun. Within a minute, they had reached the point where they could not see with their necks upturned and weeping against the wind.

Qingxue: "..."

ice King:"……"

Qi Mu: "..."

Yeah, yeah, it seems that the task of exploring Mars can be handed over to these two retarded people.

"Minister of the Trace Department."

The well-informed Tezuka stood calmly under the high chair, holding a loudspeaker and shouting towards the sky solemnly. "Qingxue and Bingdi's practice match, when is it scheduled?"

His yelling fell silent until 2 minutes later a parachute with strange ears slowly landed beside him from the sky, Mitsuzou got out of it, he glanced at the expressionless Tezuka, and smiled disdainfully With a voice, "Oh, the air in the world is really pitifully thin. However, this game of leap of faith is still won by my highness."

"..."

Tezuka pushed his glasses and opened his mouth again. He still didn't know what to say to this strange junior, so he said solemnly after a while, "Don't be careless."

Big question marks popped up on the heads of the onlookers, Guangzhou glanced at the spectacle monster, "The dark emperor is never careless."

Tezuka: "..."