Growing love 2

"...ah." Tezuka looked at him helplessly.

"Tezuka, you are my opponent, compete with me first." Sanada began to burn with fighting spirit. After all, it was useless for him to suppress the Fenglin volcano created by Tezuka, and he was suffocated.

"See you on the field." Tezuka Sanada looked at each other, and the fire in his eyes began to spread.

"In the future, Sanada can go to Aigaku. I think he should really want to fight Kunimitsu, so he should just send him to Aigaku. Hey, Akutsu, come to Likai University." Yukimura I really hope to turn Ya Jiujin into Lihai University. After all, Ya Jiujin is an invincible sports genius. Whether it is tennis or studying, it is beneficial and harmless to them. However, thinking of the old coach's gradually hunched body, he coughs from time to time For the sake of his health and longevity, forget it. Akutsu is the old coach who finally turned into the Yamabuki Tennis Club.

"Seiki." Sanada looked at Yukimura helplessly, unable to get angry at all.

"Cut, brat." Ya Jiujin turned his head away and ignored him.

"Hey, Tezuka, do you accept it?" Yukimura asked Tezuka with a smile.

"I refuse." Tezuka gave Sanada a cold look.

"Ha, Sanada, you've been rejected." Yukimura's smile trembled wildly.

"Lihai is big, there are no dead ends." Sanada looked at Tezuka seriously, with the fighting spirit in his eyes undiminished.

"Ah, I'll wait." Tezuka stood there immobile.

"Every time Sanada meets Tezuka, he becomes like this. He is exactly the same as Akaya." Yukimura likes to call Sanada Akaya's father very much, and occasionally tricks Kirihara that Sanada has actually gone to university, but In order to take care of his own children, Kirihara came to junior high school. Kirihara actually believed him in vain, and even offered to tell Sanada that he could help take care of Sanada's children. Sanada, who knew the truth, of course gave Kirihara a series of iron fists.

"Seichi." Sanada looked at Yukimura helplessly, and immediately withdrew his aura.

"Anyway, see you later on the field, Sanada." Tezuka looked at Sanada immobile.

"And me, and me." Kirihara also leaned over, and was slapped out by Sanada.

"Hey, that, that, is that person Akutsujin, Yamabuki's Akutsujin, the one who injured the little one's eyes last time." Kikumaru shouted excitedly after seeing Akutsu.

"Cut." Ajiujin snorted indifferently.

"Akutsu, come with me." Echizen said.

"You bastard, do you want to die?" Yajiujin stared with fierceness in his eyes.

"I think Qinggaku's tennis club is still very good. Everyone is very energetic and is training so hard. Then, please take care of yourself. Akaya, let's go." Yukimura took his children and walked out, behind him The person froze for a second and quickly followed.

"Akaya, how did you come to Tokyo, did you fall asleep in the car?" Yukimura began to ask his own children as soon as he left Qinggaku.

"I'm sorry, Minister Seiichi, I won't fall asleep again in the future." Kirihara promised loudly.

"Hey, let's go, I'll take you to eat some sweets to rinse your mouth." Yukimura took him to the dessert shop, anyway, no matter how many times he promises, there is absolutely no way to guarantee getting lost.

"Xianichiro, did you go to Seigaku to be provocative? Jin, you didn't go to fight, did you? Are you deliberately trying to show your presence in the tennis club that Akaya has messed up?" Yukimura looked at them helplessly.

"Cut." Ya Jiujin ignored him and turned his head to the side.

"." Sanada was very helpless. He originally wanted to defeat Tezuka. Since Tezuka defeated him when he was a child, he has firmly believed in defeating Tezuka.

"Mr. Seiki, do you really want to buy me so much?" Kirihara watched in disbelief as Yukimura bought him all of them, and the shopping list was dragged to the ground.

"Hurry up and eat." Yukimura handed over his card directly. After a while, the table of the two of them was full of cakes. Kirihara was eating there, and Yukimura looked at him with a smile. What about the parents? Akaya Kirihara, who was eating happily, was staring at him.

"Akaya, I'm going to graduate soon, and when the time comes, the tennis club will be handed over to you." Yukimura was quite touched, and he would have to retire soon, and he didn't know how to choose Kirihara as his successor. Is it a good thing or a bad thing.

"Mr. Jingshi, but I still want to be the minister of Jingshi." Qieyuan's big eyes were full of reluctance.

"Then try your best to get into the same high school as me, but before that, you have to work hard, Akaya, you have to bear the name of the king." Yukimura always has a lot of expectations for Kirihara.

"Minister." Kirihara had already burst into tears.

"Eat quickly." Yukimura smiled lightly.Looking at Sanada beside him, Sanada clearly went out with Yagyu. After Chiya finished eating, Yukimura led him to the street tennis court.

"Which?" Atobe is the referee, which is a supreme honor.

"□□ooth." Yukimura replied lightly, with his coat still on his back, like a god, the son of Lihai Great God, living up to his name.

"In the first game, Akiya Kirihara serves." Atobe glanced at Yukimura worriedly. Sanada was sitting in the coach's seat, Yagyu was watching from the sidelines, and Tokugawa Akutsu was sitting in the auditorium talking in a low voice, Akutsu His complexion was obviously not good, and he looked even more ferocious.

"Akaya, beat me with all your strength." Yukimura took off the weight on his body. He was used to living with the weight every day. He took it off suddenly and felt as light as a swallow. The heavy sandbag fell on the ground, stirring up a burst of dust .

"Yes." Kirihara greeted loudly.

Yukimura settled down, and slowly the aura around him began to change. It was a king who despised everything. With a glance in his eyes, Chi almost couldn't hold back the urge to kneel down. Yukimura's eyes slowly began to turn red, and his whole body was black. Skyrocketing, the eyebrows are somewhat similar to Yakutsu in a state of rage, except that the red spot on his forehead is like a seal, which seems to seal the soul of the devil.

"This is..." Sanada Yagyu had never seen Yukimura like this before.

"Demonization?" Atobe frowned, not like it.

"Akaya, if you don't have the determination to die, you can't beat me." Yukimura sneered, his hair started to turn black, lining the whole shemale was very gloomy, different from Kirihara's demonization, he didn't lose his mind, There was no constant provocation either.

"Yes." Kirihara stared blankly at Yukimura like this, is this a demonization?

"Serve." Yukimura glanced at Kirihara lightly, watching his classic irregular serve, without moving a step, swung the racket, smashed, and the ball went directly to his leg.

"Ah." Kirihara fell to the ground at once.

"Stand up, is it just this little strength?" Yukimura began to provoke, the contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse than the usual arrogant Akutsu.

"Did Kirihara demonize with just one shot?" Yagyu looked at Yukimura with some concern.

"I'm going to crush you." Kirihara's hair turned white quickly, his eyes became blood red, and it was another enhanced irregular serve.

"Heh, those who praise Haikou will die miserably." Yukimura began to exert his strength, and the black air quickly filled his whole body, and his whole body was like a hell Shura. "Asura Shinto."

"Ah." Kirihara was severely knocked down on the ground, his legs had already started to bleed.

"This is the second ball." Atobe and Tezuka looked at each other, the minister's Zen ball.

"Can't even catch a ball, it's really bad, get up." Yukimura was completely like a devil at this time, belittled his opponent, and the coldness in his eyes surprised Tokugawa.

"I will definitely crush you." Kirihara stood up, and started to strike harder.

"Cut, this brat." Ajiujin frowned and didn't say much.

"You are really inferior. Compared with me, you are still far behind." Yukimura's eyes darkened, and he shot a merciless ball straight towards Kirihara's face. Kirihara was so frightened that he couldn't move, and was hit hard by the ball His chin was bleeding all of a sudden, and Kirihara was beaten back to his original shape with tears in his eyes.

"1-0, Yukimura wins, exchange venues."

"Akaya Kirihara, don't you want to be the king? I'll see if I hit it back." Yukimura coldly provoked, and served the ball. This ball disappeared from Kirihara's sight, and instantly turned into dozens of balls, which went straight to Kirihara. Come. "Lore, hopeless."

"Ah." Kirihara was severely knocked down on the ground.

"Is this, the ultimate move? Isn't Jingshi's ultimate move to eliminate the five senses?" Sanada looked at the ball in shock, and it was really hopeless, without a shred of hope, and there was almost no hope of returning the ball.

"Who told you that my trick is to eliminate the five senses." Yukimura looked in Sanada's direction and politely corrected him. "Since you are so interested in my unique moves, Chiya Kirihara, you should try your best to let me use them. If you are only this level, I don't need to use them at all."

"Ha." Yukimura smiled lightly, and he used his strength to serve the ball. "Jedi, reborn."

"Boom." The ball hit Kirihara's court directly, leaving a deep hole in the ground, then bounced up, turned around, and finally went straight to Kirihara's racket.

"Ah." The racket fell in response.

"I can't even hold the racket steadily, and I still want to beat me." Yukimura's strikes became more and more ruthless, and each shot was more ruthless, knocking Kirihara down to the ground every time.

"Sixth inning, 15-0."

"Akaya Kirihara, you can't even hit a single ball, you are really inferior." The black air around Yukimura began to pervade the surroundings, the tennis court gradually became infected and turned into a deep black, Yukimura's eyes also became weeping The blood was normal, and he struck harder, using all his skills for just one ball.

"Minister, I will definitely bear the title of king." Kirihara yelled, using all his strength to catch the ball that hit him directly in the heart.

"Prove it to me." Yukimura stood there steadfastly watching the ball.

"Yeah." Kirihara, who was clenching the racket with all his strength, had begun to lose consciousness in his hands, and he must, must hit that ball back.

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