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The lottery ceremony of the Kanto Contest was very grand, except for all the students of the school.Responsible leaders, and TV stations.Newspaper and other media reporters.

After the leader finished his opening speech, he reiterated that friendship comes first.The second concept of the competition,? It tells the history of the development of tennis in Japan and the rules and regulations of this competition. Many students are already drowsy.

But after all, it is repeating the same old tune,? As those teams that can reach the Kanto competition every year, I have heard a lot of this kind of propaganda.But for the tennis club of Bingsheng Middle School, who entered the Kanto Championship for the first time, everything is very new and interesting.

And half an hour later, the formal draw of lots was expected, and the prelude kicked off.

And the captain of Ice Empress, who was the first to go to the stage to draw lots, shocked everyone.

Keigo Atobe drew a number from the lottery box,? Then his expression suddenly became arrogant,? Then he flipped the number in his hand, and showed it to the referee team.

"B2"

Immediately, Keigo Atobe turned his head, his eyes were cold and full of fighting intent, if there was any substance, he penetrated the crowd and looked in a certain direction in the field.

And there, at the front of the Youth Academy in blue and white school uniform, stood the expressionless Tezuka Kunimitsu.

The players on the field didn't realize anything at this time,? But when the name of Ice Emperor Academy appeared in the second group,? Under Youth Academy,? Everyone in the field gasped at the same time.

Nan Chuan You heard it clearly,? A rejoicing "Fuck" came from behind.

After all, since Bingdi and Qingxue are in a group, they have successfully avoided the death group because of the rules of Bingsheng Middle School.

At this time, Nanchuan Yu touched his chin, thinking of Keigo Atobe's eyes at that time.

"Is that...a provocation?"

"Ah, I also want to... um!"

Nan Chuanyou's muttering was blocked by Yan Zongya from behind.

"Shut up, ancestor, can you hope better."

Yan Zongya also naturally knew what Nan Chuan You wanted to say. After all, Nan Chuan You told his teammates about his dreams very early on.

"I hope that as a minister, I can shake hands with my former minister Yukimura before the game."

At that time, everyone thought it was a dream, but they didn't expect that Bingsheng Middle School could reach the present step by step. They will soon have the chance to compete with the champion team that has dominated the middle school for two consecutive years.

...However, for the tennis club to go further.

"Minister, why don't you draw a simple opponent when you go up later!"

"What are you thinking?" Nan Chuan You finally pulled the hand covering his mouth, then turned his head and gave Yan Zongya a look, his eyes were quite imposing.

Afterwards, Nanchuan You straightened his messed up hair and collar, and said calmly: "You forgot, our team was last in previous years, and we are the last one in this year."

As for the last place, naturally there is no need to draw lots.

They only have the right to be determined by others.

After finishing speaking, Nanchuan Yu turned his head slightly and looked towards the east side of the venue.

At this time, the Tennis Club of Biesheng Middle School was ranked at the bottom of all the teams. As a team that had never entered the Kanto Tournament, Fudofeng should have received such treatment.

However, Fudo Peak is the seeded team, standing in the fourth place from the positive number.

He looked at the name of Fufufeng, then at the name of Ice Emperor Academy, and finally settled on the name of Qingxue.

Alas, both are dark horses.

acid.

Seeing the names of each team fill up the blank space on the screen, Nanchuan You was slightly in a trance.

He remembered that before the start of the holiday, he had enthusiastically mentioned the Kanto Competition and the National Competition to Yamamoto.

"I don't know when they will come back."

"...I won't come back until I'm out."

As for an option that may never come back.

Nanchuan Yu refused to think about it.

As time passed, the voices of other teams became louder and louder, and most of them knew their groupings.

Nan Chuanyou raised his head, looked at the remaining two positions, and sighed deeply.

D3 and D4

In fact, there is no need to smoke anymore, Nan Chuan Yu turned his head to look at the next door, just in time to meet the disdainful and sinister eyes of the head of Xiangcheng No. [-] Middle School.

Meeting that gaze, Nan Chuanyou was taken aback for a moment, then looked away.

But it wasn't that he was afraid of the unhealthy eyes of the cockscomb-headed head of Xiangcheng No. [-] Middle School. After all, who could look more vicious than Senior Yunque and his disciplinary committee?

He just looked at the schedule and found out with regret that if he wanted to realize his dream, according to the schedule, he would get to the quarter-finals.

"The Kanto Competition...the final four." Nanchuan You clenched his fists.

We've reached this point, so we can't give up all our efforts.

"Hey! You boy!" Maybe because the head of the tennis department of Bingsheng Middle School didn't give the expected feedback, the head of the tennis department of Xiangcheng No. [-] Middle School stared at his bloodshot eyes, angrily come over.

The whole person looked like an angry bull.

Ji Guantou didn't come to beat people, his purpose was actually to give some psychological threats to Bingsheng Middle School, a team that looked particularly immature.

Kasumi No. [-] Middle School is such a team. Although they can qualify every year because of the regional relationship, they are not strong enough to go far in the Kanto competition.

So, they came up with this off-the-board trick.

For example, use this kind of psychological threat.

With this trick, they can occasionally reach the quarterfinals of the Kanto Tournament.

And this time luck was good.

The minister with the cockscomb head laughed wildly in his heart.

A team that has never entered the Kanto competition, a minister looks thin and small, and is only a second-year junior high school team.

Isn't such a team just for their footsteps?

Thinking of this, the "cockscomb" on the head of the cockscomb became more and more arrogant.

But he didn't notice that all the students in the tennis club of Bingsheng Middle School looked at him with the same "indifferent jpg" expression, as if they were looking at a clown.

They are new, so they will be intimidated?

nonexistent.

But before the cockscomb-headed minister rushed over, his movements froze halfway, and his expression changed from pretentious arrogance to blankness and bewilderment.

At this time, a team of players in yellow sportswear was slowly approaching, and the three leading them were astonishing.And as long as you have an understanding of Japanese junior high school tennis, you will naturally not be unfamiliar with these players wearing school uniforms.

Li Haida, the king of the tennis world who has won the championship for two consecutive years.

And, the enemy of everyone present.

After all, the winner in competitive sports is king, and if he wants to win the championship, then Lihai is naturally an opponent that cannot be forgotten.

"So, what are they doing here?" All the people present turned their eyes to Li Haida, and while they were puzzled, they did not forget to divert the way forward for everyone in Li Haida.

And Nanchuan Yu looked at Yukimura Seiichi, who was wearing a yellow school uniform and standing at the front of the crowd. Although his face was delicate to the point of being too delicate, but his whole body was amazingly imposing, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing a silly smile .

But soon, the twisting pain from the back of the waist brought Nanchuan You back to his senses.

"Hold on tight." A warning came from Yan Zongya who squeezed out from between his teeth.

"... Tsk" Nan Chuanyou nodded helplessly, and also replied in a low voice, "I can't tell, you are quite burdened."

After speaking, Nanchuan Yuu nodded towards Yukimura Seichi who had already walked in.

"Yukimura...senpai, long time no see."

"Well, long time no see."

Yukimura Seiichi stretched out his hand, Nanchuan Yu was stunned for a moment, then solemnly stretched out his hand and shook it back, showing a bright smile.

"Crack." The reporter of Sports Monthly subconsciously captured this scene.

The screen freezes.

In the picture, Seiichi Yukimura has a gentle expression, and his purple eyes carry the comfort and encouragement of his seniors, while Yuu Nanchuan's smile is bright and sunny, full of vigor and vitality.

Inoue, who took this photo, did not expect that this photo was taken casually, but after the editor-in-chief reviewed the manuscript, it eventually became the cover of the new monthly magazine.

Naturally, Nan Chuan You didn't know about it, and after the two solemnly shook hands, Nan Chuan You said with a smile.

"Why, worry that I won't be able to achieve my goal, and help me achieve my wish in advance?"

"No, it's just to let you experience it in advance." Yukimura Seichi looked at Nanchuan Yu, teasing with the corner of his mouth hooked, "It's a trial product."

"Pfft, hahaha." Nan Chuanyou couldn't help laughing, then nodded to the other candidates of Lihai University, and said affectionately, "You don't come back at noon, let's get together."

"Yes, yes." Yukimura Seichi nodded in agreement.

Yuu Nanchuan thought that this time, like last time, it would be a group dinner for the players of the two teams.However, after leaving the stadium, Nan Chuan Yu was pulled away by Yan Zongya with a bitter face, and said, "Minister, you go alone, and I will take everyone back to Bingsheng first."

"What's wrong with you?"

"No, I always feel... a little stressed."

Nan Chuanyou looked at the team members hiding behind Yan Zongya, and looked at everyone nodding with empathy, and couldn't help but click his tongue lightly.

"Okay, then you guys go back first..." Looking at Iwamune Masaya who showed a relieved expression, Nanchuan Yu finished the last sentence, "Training, three times."

"what?!"

"Oh." Ignoring Yan Zongya's terrified eyes, Nan Chuanyou smiled indifferently, "This is also for everyone's preparation, otherwise in the future when you meet Li Haida in the semi-finals, you are as cowardly as you are today, how can you fight. So ... Come on."

After seeing off the team members, Nanchuan Yu also explained to everyone in Lihai University.

Later, he found that the tense atmosphere in Li Hai suddenly relaxed, and the red-haired Marui Buntaji handed over the baked biscuits he had prepared, and his smile was even sweeter.

Nan Chuanyou thought about it for a while, this is probably the idol burden of King Li Haida.

"Our primary school boy is really full of momentum when he is a minister."

"Just now, I feel very much like Minister Yukimura."

"As expected of my own, puff."

The corners of Nan Chuan Yu's mouth twitched, ignoring Senior Nio's words, and looked up at Genichiro Sanada who seemed exceptionally silent today.

"Sanada-senpai is...very silent today."

"Well, speaking of it, this matter is also related to you." Yukimura Seiichi blinked, as if waiting for something good.

The author has something to say: I saw that the battle of the two parts had been reset. I opened it and took a look, but I didn't dare to read it.

Watching that scene back then made me very worried, but now... I feel even more fragile psychologically.

When I watched Net King back then, Net King was also called Super Power Tennis, but now it has directly become Kill Net.

From Prince of Tennis all the way to see the new Prince of Tennis (animation), my personal feeling is that the movements are getting more and more gorgeous, and the lethality is getting bigger and bigger.But what really attracted me were the simple rules of competitive sports.fair.struggle.Inheritance is less and less.