I also want to change guardians today.

Genichiro Sanada had a panicked expression.

"Yukimura, this, me, these have nothing to do with me!"

He really didn't know that those magazines outside were bragging about him so much!

These really have nothing to do with him!

Please let go!

The smile on Yukimura Seiichi's face grew wider.

"What's wrong? I'm complimenting you."

Genichiro Sanada roared in his heart: "I can't bear your praise!"

Even though he roared thousands of times in his heart, Genichiro Sanada didn't dare to say anything on his face, so he could only stand there aggrieved.

Unlike Genichiro Sanada who didn't dare to speak at all, Nioh Masaharu stood aside and gave him a quiet look, fanning the flames here indifferently.

"Yeah, what about the emperor, Dorafeng, a nickname that many people can't even want."

Genichiro Sanada: Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Yukimura Seiichi sighed quietly.

"Yeah, even I'm a child of God, compared to the emperor, I'm a little bit cheap."

Well, one is a child of God, which sounds nice, and the other is an emperor, representing authority and status.

Genichiro Sanada had cold sweat on his forehead.

In the end, I had to accept the appointment to play practice matches with Yukimura Seiichi and Nioh Masaharu.

Seeing this, the rest of the theater audience almost unanimously applauded each other, vividly expressing their own style of watching the excitement without taking too much trouble.

What is it like to play practice games with Yukimura Seiichi and Nioh Masaharu?

The former was in a trance, and the latter was so angry that he couldn't do anything to the other party.

All in all, it was two practice games that specially exercised the spirit and endurance.

Seeing Genichiro Sanada's reaction after the practice match, everyone flinched politely and sighed inwardly.

Even Sanada Genichiro, who looks like the emperor to outsiders, actually doesn't have much status.

authority?Kind of.

status?Absolutely not.

All in all, cherish life and stay away from Nioh Masaharu.

After the semi-finals, everyone in Lihai counted the time and planned to go to the other end to watch the match between Bingdi and Sitianbaosi.

After knowing that his opponent in the match with Ice Emperor is Shitenbaoji, Mori Kosaburo's expression is very hesitant.

Noticing something was wrong with him, Yukimura Seiichi patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go together, senior Maori, and you can also see your former teammates by the way."

When he found out that Yukimura Seiichi didn't care about this at all, Kosaburo Mori couldn't help being a little moved while showing a surprised expression.

These are his apprentices.

Mori Kosaburo took a breath, nodded towards Yukimura Seichi with a firm expression.

"Don't worry, I'll be back."

Nioh Masaharu waved at him casually: "Puff, isn't it just to meet your ex-teammates? Why do you look like you are parting from life and death, come back soon!"

Mori Kosaburo was amused by Nioh Masaharu's words.

He patted Nioh Masaharu on the shoulder with his hand angrily.

"What is life and death? The senior said this because he was afraid that you would miss me and comfort you."

Nioh Masaharu said with a little disgust: "It's the senior, you miss us, right? If you want us to accompany you, just say it, we can't abandon Xiaojing."

"Farewell, the last time I lost to us in the Kanto finals, Ice Emperor's Atobe was already hit hard. If they knew that you didn't go to the game for him, wouldn't it be even worse?"

Fumta Marui, who was already ready to go with Mori Jusaburo, couldn't help looking at Nioh Masaharu, and then looked firmly at Mori Jusaburo.

"I don't think you have any conscience with this guy, Maori-senpai. He didn't sprinkle salt on Atobe-kun's wounds. I'm afraid that's the greatest consolation."

Nioh Masaharu kicked Fumta Marui with a smile.

"Fuck you, I'm not going to appease that guy."

Nioh Masaharu said with a smile that was not a smile: "Don't your emperor have his subjects to appease him? What is it like to ask me, a foreigner, to appease him? Are you right? Sanada."

Genichiro Sanada, nicknamed "Emperor", couldn't help pressing the brim of his hat.

"I've said it all, this matter has nothing to do with me. Don't call me."

The crowd burst into laughter.

So the two sides separated.

Mori Kosaburo went to the auditorium of Sitianbao Temple, while the rest of the people went to Bingdi.

Although he only walked for a few short months, in the eyes of outsiders, he had already forgotten what the first-year genius of Sitianbao Temple was selected as Mori Kosaburo, and only Lihai University's only sophomore was selected as Maori Kosaburo.

But here in Sitianbao Temple, Maori Jusaburo was recognized at the first sight.

Yuan Zhe was also the first to see Mori Jusaburo.

When he saw Mori Jusaburo walking towards him, his eyes lit up, and he passed a group of people and walked towards Mori Jusaburo.

"Hey, Jusaburo, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing recently? Although I heard that the group of first-year candidates at Rikai University are the same people you met when you were in elementary school, but when you transferred to the new school Isn't it too much to ignore us old guys?"

Hearing this, Mori Kosaburo couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"What is an old guy? Is it really okay to just directly classify yourself in the old man's camp?"

Yuan Zhe also said carelessly: "There is no way, it is basically the world of the first grade now."

Speaking of the first grade, Yuan Zheye's expression looked particularly sad.

"Since I was promoted to the second grade, I have lost my name in those tennis club magazines, and the ones who update and brag all day are those first graders."

Yuan Zhe also had an expression of bitterness and hatred: "Especially, especially after the magazines from the Kanto side are also spread to the Kansai side, it's even more so."

"Have all the first graders started to roll like this now? I thought Kuranosuke was already a genius. Is it because he didn't become a minister that he didn't meet?"

The boy known as Kuranosuke, whose full name is Shiraishi Kuranosuke, stood right behind Tetsuya Hara, and nodded towards Mori Kosaburo.

"Hello Mori-senpai, I'm Kuranosuke Shiraishi."

Kosaburo Mori slapped Kuranosuke Shiraishi's hair with a slap.

"Hey, this is the new first-year election of Sitianbao Temple. He looks like a human being. Why didn't he become a minister?"

Yuan Zhe also sighed slightly: "It's not because he didn't give up his ministerial position. This behavior always makes me feel sad for Kuranosuke. Such a talented young man, why didn't he become a minister? Life made him a generation shorter in front of his peers."

Mori Kosaburo nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I understand. This is the most talented rookie at Sitianbao Temple, right? I will teach him how to behave next time we meet on the field."

Yuan Zhe also widened his eyes in shock.

"Okay, you, Shou Saburo, you are really cunning! Did you come to us this time to inquire about information?" After finishing speaking, Yuan Zhe turned his head angrily and looked at a person wearing a hat not far from him. , the boy with a slightly more vicious expression shouted, "Hey, come on, drive this guy away, this is a spy who came to our side to inquire about information!"

Ping Shanzhi walked over slowly, and rolled his eyes at Yuan Zheye.

"It's really not big or small. It's fine if the minister doesn't shout, but he and Shou Saburo are here to blatantly slander me for not delegating power."

Yuan Zhe also bumped Ping Shanzhi's arm with his elbow.

"Look at Ice Emperor, and then at Li Haida! Don't you have anything to say?"

Ping Shanzhi said without raising his eyes: "The two schools that have no reliable seniors are just schools where all the reliable schools have graduated. Isn't it normal for the first grade to seize power?"

Hirao Yoshiyuki pressed Hara Tetsuya down, and then waved at Mori Kosaburo.

"Hey, Jusaburo, it's been a long time, you should come to our place to inquire about the news as soon as you come."

Mori Kosaburo nodded, and said in a serious manner: "No, I advise you not to be ignorant of good and bad, and hand over all the information as soon as possible."

"Fuck you. You didn't bring anything here, and you still want to prostitute information for nothing! It's too much!"

On the other side, everyone's gaze wandered over to the Sitianbao Temple from time to time, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Mori Jusaburo playing there very comfortably.

Fumta Marui sighed: "I feel that Maori-senpai is having a good time there."

Nioh Masaharu laughed out loud: "Isn't that right, there are all peers over there, and here are basically fellow sufferers who have undergone special training."

When it came to special training, Nioh Masaharu was grabbed by Marui Bunta's shoulder and kept shaking.

"You also know that special training is difficult! Do you dare to be more human next time in special training?"

Even though Marui Bunta kept shaking him, Nioh Masaharu's voice still sounded so smooth and clear.

"Wen Taizhu, what are you talking about? As long as I don't behave a little bit, I will directly let Wu Lai preside over the special training."

Hearing Wujo Wu's name, everyone couldn't help but think of the days when Wujo Wujo participated in the special training last time, and the extra training was particularly tragic.

The faces of those who did not participate in the conversation could not help but be stained with a trace of pain.

As if thinking of something, Fumta Marui turned his head to look at Masaharu Nioh.

"Speaking of which, I remember Fox, you and Yukimura were studying under Gojo-san?"

Breaking away from Marui Bunta's hand, Nioh Masaharu looked at Marui Bunta's face full of my curiosity, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"What? Want to know?"

Marui Fumta nodded, and the others couldn't help raising their ears, hoping to hear what Nioh Masaharu would say.

Then they saw Nioh Masaharu laughing extremely badly.

"I won't tell you."

"Tch, keep it a secret." On the surface, Bunta Marui was dismissive, but in his heart he was scratching his head.

Damn, if he said it, he would reduce his curiosity.

The less he said, the more curious he was!

Damn it, what did these two guys learn from Gojo Satoru?

Marui Bunta looked at Yukimura Seiichi expectantly, hoping that Yukimura Seiichi could maintain a little kindness and tell them about this.

Yukimura Seichi said with a smile: "I just learned some religious knowledge."

Nioh Masaharu gave him a thumbs up.

Isn't that right? In the eyes of ordinary people, isn't the High School of Conjuration a religious school?

Everyone fell into a second of silence.

"Do you need such a high force value to be a monk now? No, why do you need to learn religious knowledge? Are you planning to go to a religious school?"

Yukimura Seiichi and Nioh Masaharu nodded.

Everyone felt suffocated.

Marui Bunta looked quite dazed.

"Someone wakes me up, I always feel like I'm sleepwalking now."

Haha, what did he just hear?Yukimura Seichi and Nioh Masaharu are going to a religious school?

He's really not crazy, haha, not crazy.

Nioh Masaharu hit Marui Bunta hard on the back, making him stagger.

Marui Fumta took a deep breath, and instead of settling accounts with Nioh Masaharu, he tried to wake up Yukimura Seiichi with a heartbroken look.

"Minister, don't you think it's too much for your grades to be a monk? You have a lot of careers and a lot of time worth wasting! There's no need to sell yourself to a temple!"

"And Masaharu Nioh, you too! If the homeroom teacher finds out about your ambitions, he will definitely go crazy!"

Genichiro Sanada frowned, looking very puzzled.

"Yukimura should be lying, right? Mr. Gojo doesn't look like a monk at all, and do you really know anything about monks?"

Yukimura Seiichi and Nioh Masaharu couldn't help coughing.

Too bad, I didn't have much interest in monks at first, and basically just trained every day, so I really didn't know this.

Masaharu Nioh patted Genichiro Sanada on the shoulder, looking very upright.

"Don't pay attention to these, we will find out tomorrow."

After realizing that these two guys teamed up to fool him, Marui Fumta, who was not surprised for some reason, couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"I will worry about your future, I really think too much."

Look at this pair of braggarts who don't even know that they have the slightest insight into the vest they wear. They must really have an understanding of Buddhism and be interested in Buddhism!

Marui Fumta didn't know that after today, Yukimura Seichi and Nioh Masaharu really went to study Buddhism for their own reasons.

It is because of this that for a long time in the future, he will confirm the status of his religious school students.

The only ones who knew where the Conjuration College was looked like they had seen a ghost.

Of course, this is not an important thing.

Kosaburo Mori, who didn't plan to stay longer after reminiscing with his former teammates, noticed something was wrong when he came back.

He softly asked Liu Lian Er what happened.

Of course Liu Lian Er dutifully told him what happened just now.

Mori Kosaburo was out of breath from laughing.

"Hahahaha! Religious Academy! Thank you for being able to say it, Yukimura!"

Mori Kosaburo rubbed his stomach and kept laughing.

Atobe Keigo glanced back speechlessly, looked at Li Haida who could be called a group of demons dancing wildly, and took a deep breath.

This group of people definitely didn't just want to watch him play, look at how they kept laughing without caring about the score.

So what are these people doing here?If you just want to know the result of the game, can't you see it at school?

Seemingly aware of the unhappiness in Keigo Atobe's heart, Yushi Ninzu couldn't help but leaned forward.

"Does Xiaojing want to know what the group of people in Lihai are laughing at?"

Atobe Keigo glanced at him, meaning to tell people to get out of here.

However, this was taken by Yushi Ninzu as a signal to gossip.

"I just leaned over to listen." Yushi Shinozu's expression was very relaxed, and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with listening to the corner like this. "I heard that Seiichi Yukimura and Masaharu Nioh are going to attend classes at the Religious Academy."

Hearing the Religious Academy, Keigo Atobe, who was originally lacking in interest, burst into an earth-shattering cough.

Under the frightened expression of Yushi Ninzu, Keigo Atobe took a sip of water and calmed down his expression, but his mood calmed down, but his expression was still a bit complicated.

Religious schools, yes, the High School of Conjuration is indeed a religious school to the outside world.

But isn't it a bit too blatant to tell your teammates so blatantly that you are going to study at the High School of Conjuration?

Be careful that people will go to the High School of Conjuration to find you on a whim, but because of various reasons, they can't find the gate of the school. Wouldn't it be good to make all kinds of jokes?

The more I thought about it, the more amusing I became. Finally, Keigo Atobe realized that he didn't need to think so much about those two guys.

So he restrained his expression and snorted coldly.

"What do those two guys have to do with me?"

Shinobu Yushi looked at Keigo Atobe, who changed his face very quickly, in amazement.

Look at this face-changing technology, the actor would feel ashamed.

However, in view of his expression being too flamboyant and easy to be disciplined, Yushi Ninzu restrained his expression very quickly.

However, his expression could not escape Atobe Keigo's eyes in the end.

Atobe Keigo snorted coldly.

"Yushi, you'll have more training after returning to school, and play a practice match with me by the way."

In the end, Bingdi still lost to Sitianbaosi.

Although they have tried their best to form the main selection of the strongest players in the tennis club, those seniors who retired at the beginning of the school still have an impact on them.

They have too little experience in competitions.

Although the Lihai University Tennis Club has undergone a major change like their Ice Emperors, the team members have basically supported each other for many years in elementary school, and they have six years of experience in national competitions. Not on the same level, but the experience is common.

After discovering this, Keigo Atobe also thought about whether he had done too much at the beginning of school, but in the end he still firmly insisted on his belief.

Maybe there will be a parallel world where he left his seniors behind, but Keigo Atobe believes in his own judgment.

I am different from that group of guys who are full of qualifications. There can only be one voice in the tennis club. Even if that group of people is left at the beginning, they will have bigger problems sooner or later.

His approach was correct, even though they would stumble a little at first, but he still had time, and his summer would definitely not end here.

Keigo Atobe and Zenyuki nodded, and then turned to look at the first-year general election who disrupted all his plans.

Atobe Keigo said word by word: "Shiraishi Kuranosuke, right? You are a very interesting guy, just wait, see you next year."

Kuranosuke Shiraishi, who thought he was just doing what he should do, heard Keigo Atobe's voice, and couldn't help but look up at the young first-year minister.

It is also the guy who became one of the ministers in the first grade that Tetsuya Hara-senpai has been muttering about.

"Okay, see you next year, Atobe-kun."

The author has something to say: the first meeting of the two ministers x

Then next year, I will let you directly fight with Li Haida first [tactical retreat]

Atobe Keigo:?

感谢在2021-09-1920:56:08~2021-09-1923:48:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 Cokes;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Haha 2 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!