The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the minister stopped by the side of a practice field without saying a word, I couldn't help but speak.

"Warm up. You accompany me." He didn't turn his head.You like people looking at the back of your head, don't you...

"Hey~ It's really rare for the minister to ask me to warm up." I tried my best to liven up the atmosphere.

He didn't answer the question, and walked onto the stage by himself.It's so cold~ The temperature around him today is 10℃ lower than usual, right?

Putting one hand in my trouser pocket, I picked up the racket with the other, and looked at the ice on the opposite side, I pouted, "Minister, you're welcome."

Illusion?Today, the minister looked at me with a very focused look. "Then, you serve first, Echigo."

"Yes~" Pointing at him with one hand raised, I smiled slightly, "It's been a long time since I stood face to face like this!" The flame that had been suppressed in my chest was already ignited, and I heard the sound of blood bubbling all over my body.The sound is intoxicating!

On the driving range, amidst the shouts and the sound of hitting the ball, opposite to my high excitement, the surprised expression flashed across the minister's face from time to time.

"Braking!" Swinging the racket, he made a speedy and tricky shot.The minister failed to catch that ball.

"Wouldn't it be better to let go of your body?" Looking at him, the corner of my mouth curled.Since you have the guts to ask me to warm up, and don't show some real skills, how can I let you go lightly!

Withdrawing his gaze from the ball on the ground, he turned to look at me.

"How about playing three balls?" I always feel like a gluttonous child clinging to adults and begging for candies.

His sharp eyes fixed on me, and the minister remained silent for a long time.What is he thinking with a heavy expression on his face?Thinking about how to wear small shoes for me later?do not care.Anyway, my current mood is similar to that of Louis XIII-as long as I can enjoy myself now, I don't care about the floods in the future.

The warm-up has been irreversibly turned into a fight by me.

"Drink!" A strong outspin serve dived away, and I followed suit.

The minister on the opposite side moved, and for a moment, I seemed to see the phantom of the golden god of war again.The ball landed at my feet before I could react, and bounced roaring downfield.

Short of breath, sweating profusely, I couldn't wait to launch a new round of onslaught.On the opposite side, the minister's eyes have become as cold and ruthless as they were in the duel that day.The highest feeling!

With a "snap", the ball landed behind the standing minister, and I stopped the shot with a look of displeasure, "Cut~ is it out of bounds?"

"Three goals are over, the time is up." The minister's voice was always steady.Hate it, always have that spare look.If I hadn't been tested by the old man for a long time, I'm afraid I would have been defeated by you long ago.

"Have you studied it carefully?" On the boulevard towards the arena, the minister suddenly asked.

"Of course~" I am confident.

"So, the next step is to study me?" His tone was steady.

"I just want to learn something about being a senior~" I looked up at the minister walking beside me, "However, it's not easy to see the true colors of the two of you."

"Is it still far away?" He was still looking straight ahead expressionlessly.Cut ~ plagiarized my classic lines ah.

"It's the minister." I closed my eyes and imitated Bingshan's expression and tone, "Then, don't be careless!"

As usual, he didn't answer.With a smile on the corner of my mouth, I walked back to the arena side by side with him.

"Tezuka!" Oishi, who was looking anxiously, saw us at a glance and hurriedly greeted us.

"Echizen is still the on-site supervisor." The minister looked at the crowd calmly.

"Yes~" With the racket under my arm, I was the first to answer, and walked towards the coach's bench from his side in a big way.This can be regarded as a fox pretending to be a tiger.

Spreading his hands and feet on the coach's bench, and looking around, he realized that in just a short while, there were many eye-catching people around the arena.

There were players from other schools wearing various sweatshirts standing in piles here and there, and there were even quite a few adults in suits and leather shoes.Scout?Great atmosphere.It seems that the battle between Aigaku Tezuka Kunimitsu and Hyoteijibu Keigo has attracted much attention.

"Ice Emperor!" "Ice Emperor!" "Ice Emperor!" The roar of support suddenly engulfed the audience.

Under the glare of the sun, Atobe stepped onto the court gracefully with his racket in his hands.Amidst the grand cheers, he closed his eyes and looked up with a satisfied face.

Raising his left hand high, he stretched out a finger.The sound of cheering turned into fanatical worship of him, "Atobe!" "Atobe!"

His arm then pointed flat.The sound of cheering turned into, "The Ice Emperor must win!" "The Ice Emperor must win!" "The Ice Emperor must win!"

On the sidelines, Horio and the others were terrified, unable to resist.

Withdrawing his left hand, Atobe swung his right hand, pointing directly at the opposite side. "The winner is Atobe!" "The winner is Atobe!" "The winner is Atobe!"

On the opposite side, the minister looked at him calmly.Only at this moment can I deeply understand that the minister's self-cultivation skills are indeed at their peak.

The show isn't over yet.Atobe retracted his racket and posed with his arms raised.The voice of support suddenly beat like a war drum, "The Ice Emperor will win! The winner is Atobe!" "The Ice Emperor will win! The winner is Atobe!" "The Ice Emperor will win! The winner is Atobe!"

Amidst the waves of enthusiastic drumming noise, Atobe raised his left hand high, closed his eyes and snapped his fingers. The audience fell silent, so quiet that a needle could be heard falling.

Flicking up the jersey jacket on his body, he threw it high behind him, blocking out the sun for an instant.He thought he was extremely cool and handsome, raised his chin and raised the corner of his mouth, and the tear mole under the corner of his eye that looked down on everything was vivid, "This is me!"

After a moment of silence, the frenzied screams of Bingdi's gang swept across the audience seemed to burst the eardrums.

Come on!As expected of the boss!The ostentation of this poss is bigger than the previous frog minions~

Against this kind of bullying that can easily confuse people's hearts, it is estimated that except for the minister who has cultivated to the dust-free Lingtai, most people will either be scared to death or pissed off, or they will die because of holding back laughter too hard like me. Death from internal injuries.

"That's an obvious provocation..." "Senior, is that guy really strong?" Horio and the others finally came back to life.

Qian lifted his glasses with a serious expression, "You'll know it when you see it."

"Have you played enough?" The minister walked to the net.

"Ah, I can't finish it~" Atobe also stepped forward, stretched out his right fist and gave the Minister's resounding blow.Then, a sentence popped out of his mouth that made my blood freeze instantly, "Hey, Tezuka, have your wrists become dull?"