The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

On the tennis court in the early morning, I concentrated on tying my sneakers, and a few freshmen from the tennis club were chatting beside me.

"Ha—" Horio suddenly let out a strange laugh. "What?" Katsuro was taken aback.

"I felt weird that day." Horio shook his head and said, "I heard that Momoshiro-senpai only played half of his strength because of his foot injury."

"Huh? Is he injured?" "I can't tell at all." Katsuo Katsuo said in surprise.

"That's why he was at school that day, and the other main picks were out competing. Echizen! Are you listening?" Horio yelled at me in a high voice.

"Not at all," I said.

"Hmm..." Horio choked for a moment, pulled himself together and continued, "Let me just say, how can you be evenly selected as a first-year student? The level of Qingxue is very high. Like the seniors who are currently selected for the school team Even before fighting, the other members have already played so well." How can it be?

"I hope to see the first-choice players soon." Shengxiong said expectantly. "They must be very powerful." Katsuro also said.Do you have three heads and six arms?

"Yes, yes, do you know?" Horio said excitedly, "There will be a ranking competition held in the club every month, and every time they compete for the title of the main election. This is the Youth Academy The reason why it’s such a strong secret!” It’s kind of interesting.

"You know a lot of this kind of stuff. That's great."

"It's okay." Horio scratched his head proudly. "These are just common sense..." He continued to eloquently.

What a formidable guy, Tang Seng will bow down when he sees him.Putting on my sneakers, I picked up the tennis racket and walked aside to prepare for practice.

"Hello!" A rude voice said.Looking up, a sophomore with a strap on his head was standing in front of me. "Are you the very first grader?"

"Excellent first grader?" I lowered my head and thought for a while. "Ah, that one." I pointed to Horio who was shaking his head and spitting.

"Oh? Is that the guy? That's right. Dressed so fancy, he looks like he wants to attract attention."

"I really want to compete with ministerial figures in the ranking competition." Horio was still talking nonsense. "It should be possible to score one point, wow haha..."

"Wait, wait a minute." Shengxiong next to him hurriedly stopped him.But it was too late, the sophomore with the headband had already stood in front of Horio aggressively.

"Hey, first graders! Don't think that you can be arrogant if you draw with an injured person! If you think that the first graders can participate in the competition, you are very wrong. Your first graders can only pick up the ball before the summer training camp It’s just about exercising basic physical strength! The school team is selected from the second and third grades!”

"Huh? Why is that?" Horio shouted in disappointment.

"Arai, what are you talking to this first grader?" Another voice sounded, it was one of the two second graders last time.

"Oh, this brat is the first grader, right?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? That first grader who played against Taocheng is not him. Look," one of the second graders shook his head in my direction, "it's the kid in the hat."

Seeing me leisurely bouncing the tennis ball with the racket frame, the second grader named Arai twisted his mouth angrily. "Ah! This bastard, how dare you play me...Damn it!"