Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

0109 Harvest exchange points! Advance to the top four! [Seeking full order~]

【Ding--】

[Congratulations to the host on the result of the guessing game!]

【Winner Tezuka Kunimitsu! Odds 1:1.1!】

【The total value of the host's betting exchange points is 8740! Win the exchange points 9614!】

【Exchange points have been issued!】

The Seigaku Tennis Department in the stands began to cheer when the system issued the redemption point prompt in Nan Lin's mind.

"Yeah! 35

"Win, win!"

"We're in the top 8!"

"Great! We have a chance to enter the national competition!"

"Minister! Minister! Minister! 99

Everyone, including Seigaku's "Three Little Ones", was excited.

Even Echizen Ryoma, the stinky ass, laughed.

but.

They have not forgotten the Lord.

Qi Qi rushed into the court and surrounded Tezuka Kunimitsu who won the victory.

And this time.

The referee also officially announced the result of the match.

"Singles No. 1! Seigaku Tezuka Kunimitsu VS Hyotei Gakuen Atobe Keigo! Score 6:4! By Seigaku's hand "297" Tsukasa Kunimitsu wins!

"First knockout match! Seigaku VS Hyotei Gakuen! Total score 3:2!"

"The winner is Seigaku!

When his voice fell.

Seigaku everyone's celebratory sound also resounded throughout the audience.

On the other hand, Hyotei's side.

Atobe Keigo, who was defeated, sat on the bench with a towel over his head, showing no sign of his emotions.

Oshitari Yuushi and others also looked at each other in dismay.

The expressions on their faces were also unusually complex.

It stands to reason that they should be disappointed to lose the game.

But.

After watching the match between Tezuka Kunimitsu and Atobe Keigo, they have no right to blame Atobe Keigo.

No one would have expected this to end in the end.

It can only be said that it is fate.

Sakakitaro, the coach, just patted Atobe Keigo on the shoulder and said nothing.

Even as severe as he is, he knows that this is not what Atobe Keigo wants to see.

"Hey, narcissist!

"Aren't you going to admit defeat now?"

at this time.

The "Black Army" headed by Nan Lin appeared in front of the Hyotei Tennis Department.

It was Akutsu who was standing behind Nan Lin who spoke.

Hearing his words, Atobe Keigo raised his head slowly.

"Akutsu, are you here to see this Uncle Ben's joke?"

"And you! Nan Lin!"

"I don't mind if you help Tezuka, but if you want to humiliate me at this time! I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed!

Atobe Keigo stood up and said word by word.

Qi!"

"

"How stupid!

Akujin pouted and turned his head.

Nan Lin chuckled lightly: "Atobe Keigo! I came to you not to see your jokes, after all, my appearance in the last game was indeed unfair!

"As compensation, I'm here to tell you that this year's national competition is hosted in Tokyo! As usual, what does that mean, you know?"

After he finished speaking, Sakakitaro's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have reacted.

"Extra quota! The host will have an extra quota for one more team!"

"As long as we beat seventh and eighth! We can be the seventh team to compete in the national competition!

His words surprised the regular Hyotei players.

Atobe Keigo also looked happy!

He didn't want to just admit defeat!

At the national convention, he was thinking about going up against Seigaku again and having another good fight with Tezuka Kunimitsu!

As the eldest young master of the Atobe family, he is not a person who loses a game and then becomes depressed.

He will only keep getting stronger and make everyone recognize his status as an emperor again.

"correct!"

"One more thing, if you are interested, you can come to Fudomine to train with Akutsu and Tachibana after the Kanto Conference!"5

"Of course, you don't have to come, I just give Yuezhi a face!"

"gone!

Nan Lin is in a good mood now! After all, he earns so many exchange points for nothing!

Plus Hyotei didn't make much difference to Fudomine's road to victory.

Give Atobe Keigo a chance!

After that, he took Akujin and others towards the court of the next game.

There are two games in total today.

After winning.

The semi-finals and finals will be held in a week.

And hearing what Nan Lin said before he left, Atobe Keigo was obviously hesitant.

He knows very well that going to Fudomine to train is not small!

The opponent of the pair training may not be Nan Lin.

Even for Akutsu and Tachibana Jihei, the speed of improvement is absolutely huge for him!

But he couldn't agree.

Not only because of his own pride, but also because he is the minister of Hyotei, if he goes, what is it?

"Atobe! Go!"

Just when he was about to refuse, Oshitari Yuushi who was behind him suddenly spoke up.

"Huh?! 35

"Yushi! What are you talking about! How can Atobe, the minister, go to another school to train? Isn't that..."5

Mukahi Gakuto was the first to speak against.

After Ryo Kando, Otori Cyotaroh and the others also frowned at each other.

but.

Sakakitaro also spoke at this time: "I agree with Yuushi, Atobe! You should go! 35

Now it was Atobe Keigo's turn to be dumbfounded.

Sakakitaro actually let himself go? Why?

Perhaps he could see his doubts.

Sakakitaro said lightly: "As Hyotei's strongest combat power, your training in the tennis club has no way to speed up your strength improvement!

"For your own future, not just for Hyotei! You have to become stronger! Just like Tsukimitsu Ochi!

Now...

Everyone who opposed it before was silent.

After thinking about it, Atobe Keigo turned to look at the group of black clothes walking away behind him.

1 hour later.

In the court of the second game.

"The game is over! 35

"Singles number three! Fudomine Middle-School Tachibana Yoshihira VS Yamabuki Middle-School Sengoku Kiyosumi! Score 6-0! Fudomine Middle-School Tachibana Yoshihira wins!""

"The game is over! The total score is 3:0! The team that advanced to the semi-finals is Fudomine Middle-School!"

As the referee announces the score of the game.

Fudomine Middle-School also finished today's game.

The strength of Sengoku Kiyosumi in front of Tachibana Yoshihito is also pretty good.

At the Metropolitan Conference, Yamabuki Middle-School also ranked fourth.

The coach is a black-bellied old man.

Bantian Miyazaki!

"Nan Lin, congratulations! I look forward to your performance in the national competition, old man!"5

There was no expression of disappointment because of the 3-0 score.

He even said politely to Nan Lin with a smile.

"You're welcome, old lady!

"Yamabuki Middle-School may not have had the chance to step onto the national stage!

I don't hate this old man Nan Lin.

At least people are really capable!

I think that when Echizen Nanjiro was in middle school, he also fell into the hands of the opponent.

In comparison, the other party is much more reliable than the old woman Seigaku.

"Hehe, the national competition is still too small compared to the world stage!"

"Their talent has come to an end!"

"You and they are the hope in the future tennis world, aren't they..."

Han Tian also squinted his eyes and said something that surprised Nan Lin.

It seems that the older generation is somewhat capable!

Otherwise, how could a 0.2 middle school tennis coach know so many things.

"hope so!"

"Akutsu, Tachibana! Go!"

Nan Lin nodded to the other party, and then left the court with Tachibana Jippei.

"You guys go home first! Practice as usual tomorrow! Don't be late!"

At the entrance of the park, Nan Lin stopped and said to the people behind him.

Tachibana Yoshihito didn't say much after listening, and immediately left by bus together.

And after they left.

Nan Lin sat on the bench at the entrance of the park and waited silently.

After about half an hour.

The Seigaku team came out in blue and white uniforms.

They have already defeated their opponent in Game 2 - Green Mountain Middle-School!

Also advanced to the quarterfinals.

And they were ready to go home by themselves.

Who knew that seeing Nan Lin actually walked towards them.

One by one stood in place, a little overwhelmed.

【Please complete order~】.

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