Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

The three of them followed Inoue Mamoru to the venue where Hyotei was.

On the score sheet, four bright red 6:0s announced that this was the last game.

With Atobe's Rondo towards disillusionment.

Chang Jile, the minister of Middle-School, knelt on the ground sluggishly.

It's terrible. The people in Hyotei are just terrible.

In just half an hour, Chang Jile Middle-School was completely wiped out, with a score of 6:0.

Seven of them, five games in, couldn't even score a single point against Hyotei.

Atobe put on his coat.

"Huadi, let's go to the next venue."

Hua Hua put Atobe's racquet away, then picked up Kamidai Ao's tennis bag, plus his own, holding three bags each.

Shiba Saori looked around for a long time, but couldn't find Kamidai Aoi's back, and said with some disappointment:

"Senior, it seems we are late. Hyotei and the others have finished fighting. Has the Kami-sama left?"

Inoue Mamoru looked at the battle table.

"Don't worry. Hyotei's next match is against Fudomine. Jindai will definitely not leave. I'll ask Atobe later."

Mamoru Inoue walked up to Atobe and took a photo of him.

"Atobe, you won so quickly. The first game was over in less than half an hour."

Atobe flipped his hair on both sides and said confidently:

"It's nothing to be proud of, it's just a school for trash fish."

Mamoru Inoue looked at the people behind Atobe.

"By the way, where is Kamishiro? Isn't he also one of the main candidates? Why isn't he here?"

Atobe smiled.

"Cang left after the game. He should be back soon. Well, isn't he right there?"

Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive.

Atobe pointed behind everyone, where Ao Kamishiro, who was wearing a Hyotei short-sleeved team uniform, and Mio, who was wearing a white skirt, were walking towards them, talking and laughing.

Akutsu followed behind with a box of octopus balls in one hand and a look of displeasure on his face.

Her long black and smooth hair hangs between her eyebrows, and her eyes seem to contain stars in the universe.

Coupled with the bright and sunny smile on the young man's face.

It's really like a god walking out of a myth.

Even though Shiba Saori had already seen it in Inoue Mamoru's camera, she still fell into it at this moment.

I even forgot my own job of taking photos.

Not to mention Tomoka Kosakata and Ryūzaki Sakurano, who are both little girls.

Tomoka Kosakada murmured:

"Sakura, I'm going to rebel too. Is this the Lord God?"

Ryūzaki Sakurano looked at Kamishiro Ao's face and felt familiar for some reason.

When he saw Mio next to Kamishiro Ao again, he suddenly remembered it.

Three years ago, the scene of the Kanto Elementary School tennis match...

Shiba Saori took out her newly bought album from her bag and brought it over.

"God...Lord God, can you sign your name for me?"

Hearing this title, Kamidai Aoto became numb, and he slowly looked at Mio next to him with resentment.

This title is exclusive to his group of female fans, and the operator of this fan group is Mio.

Mio snickered and stuck out her tongue, looking innocent.

Someone came to her door. What could Kamidai Aoi do? Give her a signature.

He took out a pen from his pocket and signed his name on Shiba Saori's album.

As if she had found a treasure, Shiba Saori held the album in her arms and giggled.

Atobe clapped his hands.

"Okay Ao, now we have to prepare for the match against Fudomine. Coach Sakaki is not here today, so I will decide the match date."

"Cang, do you have any opinions?"

Kamishiro Ao touched his chin.

"Let Akutsu double one, I'll single three, and you can do whatever else you want."

At present, Akutsu has just entered the national level and his strength is not yet stable.

Akutsu's potential has not yet been fully unleashed.

The results of these days of training also need a suitable opponent to verify.

At this time, Fudomine and Hyotei are competing in the venue.

All members of Fudomine have arrived.

Tachibana, who is carrying a bag, is cheering for the main candidates of Fudomine.

"Work hard. My brother has now regained all his strength and is stronger than before. We will definitely win."

Kamio smiled shyly:

"Xiao Xing, don't worry, we will definitely win."

Although at the beginning, he met Hyotei, the winner of the previous Tokyo competition.

But after hard training, they did not panic.

These are all achievements in the past, and now we still have to rely on our strength to speak for itself.

"We haven't seen each other for a few days, but this cute elementary school girl is still so confident."

The familiar voice from behind made Juxing stiffen.

This unique title cannot be that guy.

As soon as Tachibana turned around, she saw Kamishiro Ao looking at her with a smile at the entrance of the venue.

She was still wearing the clothes that Hyotei had chosen.

Juxing's face turned ugly.

Is this guy also from Hyotei?

Even Tachibana Jippei became serious.

This game is difficult.

The original Hyotei was very oppressive, and now there is the unfathomable Kamidai Ao.

Kamishiro Aoi chuckled and walked to Kikyo's side.

"Since it's such a coincidence, how about we continue our last bet? If Fudomine loses, I will take you to see the goldfish, how about that?"

Ju Xing blushed with anger, but she just didn't dare to accept the bet.

The grumpy Kamio was already interested in Tachibana, but he had never seen Kamishiro Aoi teasing Tachibana like this.

He stood up and spoke for Juxing.

"Just bet, what if you lose?"

Before Kamishiro Aoi could speak, Tachibana Jippei took the lead in scolding him.

"Kamio, go back."

They had already lost the last bet in the street court.

Although I don’t know why Kamishiro Ao suddenly gave up the game when he was about to win.

However, this is a formal competition, and Kamishiro Aoi will never give up midway.

Tachibana Yoshihei is very prestigious within Fudomine. Although Kamio was unwilling to be scolded, he still retreated obediently.

He looked at Kamishiro Ao angrily.

Kamishiro Aoi spread his hands, seeing that this was no fun anymore.

"It's just a joke. Don't get excited. Are you right, my cute elementary school girl?"

Juxing turned away and said nothing.

The referee of the conference came to the venue.

"Both sides will submit the order of battle and prepare to start the first game in ten minutes."

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