Growing love 2

"Kirihara, this is not a place to play games." Tachibana helped out.

"Yes." Kirihara calmed down obediently.

"Hehe, why do you listen to Tachibana so much Kirihara?" Fuji asked curiously.

"Minister Seichi told me that Tachibana-senpai is as respectable as Vice-Minister Sanada, and he must be obedient." Kirihara shyly grabbed his hair and assured loudly with confidence. "Moreover, Minister Seichi also said that Senior Tachibana and Vice Minister Sanada returned to junior high school from university for their own children. They are really good fathers, and I will definitely help them take care of their children."

"Pfft, hahahaha." King Ren beat his chest and stomped his feet with a smile, lying on the side of the tree and beat the stump hard several times.

"It's too slack." Sanada punched directly.

"." Tachibana was silent helplessly. Is he as boring as Sanada? He should change himself and learn how to be an optimistic and cheerful person.

"Hehe, it really is, Jingshi's personality." Shinozu smiled gracefully.

"You kid, don't block my way." Haitang's voice came.

"You are the one." Taocheng and him insisted on huddling together and walking towards the middle of the wide road.

"Then get out of the way." Haitang shouted.

"You just let me get out of the way." Taocheng yelled back without showing any weakness.

"This is the Qingxue famous product that Jingshi talked about, Taocheng Begonia's quarrel show, puff, interesting." King Ren watched with great interest.

"All of you give me the same amount." Dashi yelled at the two of them.

"Yes." The two behaved.

"Ahem, it's the first time we met. During the period when the coach is away, my strategy coach, Kurobe, will guide you. Everyone, as you know, this camp consists of 246 high school students and 50 selected junior high school students. Now, regardless of junior high school or high school, we have to learn from each other, and try to improve the overall level of U17, but the coach said that 300 players are too many, we throw 250 tennis balls, and those who don’t get it, please leave the dormitory immediately.” A slender man The man stood in the tall teaching building and left immediately after speaking, without giving them any time to ask questions or buffer.

A helicopter flew over the playground, and 250 tennis balls fell from the sky. Everyone rushed to grab the flying balls. Xiaojin grabbed a bunch of them and slowly piled them on the tennis racket. A tennis ball, Mr. Atobe also got a lot of harvest. According to him, those people were too slow. He just took a few casually. Unexpectedly, there would be so many. Sanada also took as many as possible. They probably wanted to give it to Yukimura later, but Tachibana and the others calmly took only one.

"Everyone is here?" Taocheng shouted excitedly.

"You rubbish have been called here, how can I not come as the king, huh?" Uncle Atobe provocatively provocatively.

"I didn't even notice that we were here, too lax." Sanada also joined in the provocation uncharacteristically. In fact, they misunderstood Taocheng. After all, he had a quarrel with Haitang before, so how could he have the time to observe their grand masters? visit.

"Ugly words first, although they are all selected by the junior high school, it does not mean that we are a united front." Kirihara answered the conversation over there with a smile.

"Where's the ball, where's the ball?" The high school students who didn't grab the ball frantically searched for the ball on the ground.

"Hey, hey." Gan patted him on the shoulder kindly, and pointed to the bright ball behind him.

"Ah." The high school students rushed forward and grabbed it.

"Crack." Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, and even the high school students couldn't make any sound. Sanada and the others raised their heads and looked into the distance. The corner of his clothes, his purple-blue hair fluttered in the wind, with a racket in his hand, he walked unhurriedly to the tennis ball, stood still, squatted down, and picked up the ball.

"Akaya, don't provoke me." Yukimura smiled gently.

"Minister Jingshi, it really is your five senses." Kirihara rushed over with tears in his eyes.

"Ha, besides me, who else can use the five senses, Chiya." Yukimura looked at him confidently. "Hey, since I'm here, I won't go back if I don't get the first place. Hey, Genichiro, let's have a four-in-a-row championship. Three in a row is really not enough."

"Ah, that's what I meant." Sanada saw that Yukimura was also excited, and his whole body was burning.

"It seems that the junior high school students have all got the ball. Then, let's briefly explain the arrangement of the dormitory. Here, the venues will be allocated from 1 to 16 according to their strength. The smaller the number, the stronger the strength. Our coach will A few groups of players are selected before practice every day to perform alternate rounds of random plugging. The winners are promoted to the upper field, and the losers are relegated to the lower field. All high school students who did not pick up the ball, as I just said, Please go back immediately, it's over." The man named Kurobe explained the rules to everyone in the surveillance.

"Are you kidding me, you little brats, why do you occupy so many balls by yourself?" A high school senior said dissatisfied.

"I didn't say one for each person." Baishi replied calmly.

"That's right, the winner is the one who gets the ball." Xiao Jin quickly agreed.

"Hahahaha, I'm sorry, go back quickly." Kirihara laughed arrogantly.

"It's just luck to pick up the ball, don't be so arrogant, it doesn't prove the strength of tennis at all, let's compete, let's decide the outcome with the game." The high school student started looking for someone with the racket on his shoulder.

"I really refuse to admit defeat." Qian hid behind and said in a low voice.

"Hey, that guy with glasses over there, put on your tennis ball and let's play a game." The high school student chose a partner vaguely, and broke out in a cold sweat because of guilt.

"Huh?" Tezuka's glasses flashed, ready to go on stage.

"Wait, Tezuka, he appointed me." Mu Te said.

"No, Mushou, he is calling me." Liu Sheng pushed his glasses.

"What, talking about the glasses, it must be me." Ninzuzu's face turned cold, and Yukimura swayed beside him.

"Why did you take it off? Senior Gan." Haitang asked quietly behind Gan, startling Gan who was taking off his glasses.

"Hey, enough is enough for me." The high school student said impatiently.

"Excuse me, is it okay?" Yukimura stood gently on the tennis court, pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, which he had just slipped away from Ninzuzu's arms. "Thanks, Renzu."

"Yukimura?" This guy is finished.The elites of the junior high school tennis club prayed for the high school student in their hearts.

"Hey, senior, let's start first." Yukimura's smile still made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Stop looking down on people, kid." The man seemed to be angry, Yajiujin raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the man when he heard the word kid, remembering his appearance.

"Five to zero, high school wins.."

"Tch, what, pretending to be very powerful, so she is so weak, and she looks like a woman, so she didn't come here to make up for it, isn't there anyone in the junior high school? Hahahaha." The surrounding high school students started Booing, mocking Yukimura louder and louder.

"Too bad, Minister Seiichi is angry." Kirihara took a few steps back, pulling away a few junior high school players who were standing very close to the tennis court.

"Yukimura, don't show mercy." Sanada and Tachibana shouted in unison.

"Ah, that's exactly what I mean." Yukimura's eyes changed, his five senses were activated, the situation changed, and the field was blood red.

"Must kill, hopeless."

"Super kill, mirage realm."

"Asura Shinto, zero sense."

"Seven to five, the junior high school team won."

"Ala, I'm sorry, I seem to have gone too far, please help the seniors of the high school to lift him down, because he may maintain a posture for the time being, don't worry, he will recover in about an hour, then please cheer him up Psychiatrist, it’s not good to avoid some kind of disease. Then, I’ll go back first, and the next one is invited to play. If you are willing to continue fighting with me, it’s okay. Just let everyone in the high school play together. Don't you want to go home?" Yukimura thought of others gently and politely, and invited others to compare with him with a smile.

"No, no need." Everyone in the high school took a few steps back. The two who were just beside the tennis court had lost all senses and passed out. They didn't want to follow in their footsteps.

"I see, that's really a pity." Yukimura clapped his hands, and left the scene very easily.

"Pfft, who is that, it's you, you just said what he is, I didn't catch it, let's have a game, you talk to me carefully." King Ni was also angry, and directly took the tennis racket Pointing at the person who scolded Yukimura before, it started with a meteor hammer blow, and then turned into Yukimura's appearance, killing all five senses, Yukimura used all the domains, and it was easy to score [-]-[-].

"You." Sanada went out to fight, pointing at the one who was mocking Yukimura over there, his movement was like thunder, and it was difficult to know, [-] to [-].

"Please play a game with me." Tachibana also came to the court and invited one. The first ball was a ball explosion, and then let him understand what a runaway lion is. With a score of [-]-[-], the high school lifted his opponent After going out, Kirihara opened his mouth wide in surprise. No wonder Yukimura told him that Tachibana was also a violent tennis player. He was still skeptical. It turned out to be true. Sure enough, his minister would not lie to him, and what he said was true.

Next, Yagyu, Atobe, Shinobu, and Akutsu all lined up, and found an opponent, each of whom was [-]-[-], one who smashed hard at the speed of laser light, one who directly saw through all the dead spots of the opponent, and one who closed himself and abused hard , an absolute originator of violent tennis, the opponent who hit him was sent to the hospital, and the opponent who chipped after these few games dared not move.

"It's too embarrassing." A bell-like roar came from afar.

"It's really shallow to fight without knowing the strength of the opponent." Irie commented beside him.

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