The Holy Lord Of Tennis, Starting From Seriously Injuring Amadeus!

0087 City Conference Champion! This old woman can’t leave!

"Seigaku's! Don't be silent! You must know the whole story, right?"

"That's right! Stop being so pretentious! Oishi Syuichirou admitted it! Your Seigaku Tennis Club is great! It actually happened that a senior hit a junior on the arm!"

"It's unbelievable! Emperor Seigaku has been recovering from his injuries! If his arm had not been injured, how strong would he be now?"

"Isn't there anyone in the Seigaku Tennis Club who cares about this kind of thing?"

"Who knows! I can see it! The Seigaku Tennis Club really has a big problem! The players are not getting the best improvement, and there are even things like hitting the ball with their arms! It's so unrealistic!"

The questioning and ridicule from students from each school made the Seigaku students in the circle pale.

However, most of the second-year students and Horio Satoshi and the three "little giants" heard for the first time that their minister, Tezuka Kunimitsu, had been injured in the arm with a racquet.

They were obviously in disbelief just like the students from other schools.

The remaining third graders were really feeling guilty.

"Senior Muto, what on earth is going on?"

"That's right! Kaga-senpai! You seem to have joined the tennis club with Director Tezuka and the others, right? You must know that, right?"

Seigaku, a third-year student who was asked by several second-year students, was still a little hesitant.

But seeing so many pairs of eyes staring at them, they still had no choice but to let go.

"That's right! Mr. Tezuka was indeed injured! He was very strong when he was in the first grade. At that time, the third-year seniors and even the first choice in the team were no match for him!

"One time a senior came to him and wanted to play a game with him! But instead of using his dominant left hand to compete with the senior, Minister Tezuka defeated him with his right hand...

"So, in a fit of anger, the senior hit Minister Tezuka's left elbow with a racquet!"

"But it's been so long! No one knew that this would affect Minister Tezuka for such a long time..."

"That's right, I thought the minister's hand had already healed!"

Seigaku's words from the third graders made everyone in the audience look at them in weird ways.

Good guy!

How do people in Seigaku have such brains?!

Why does it seem from their words that Tezuka Kunimitsu did something wrong first, and that the senior who injured Tezuka Kunimitsu's elbow with a racquet was excusable?

Don't use your dominant hand to play... isn't that to show mercy and not let the opponent lose too ugly?

Seigaku Tennis Club..………….

What kind of disgusting existence is it!!!

Echizen Nanjiro's face looked a little ugly at this time.

At first, he didn't react.

But now I think about it.

Even though he usually doesn’t control his younger son very much, he is now in the Seigaku Tennis Club!

With his youngest son's arrogant character, it would be too easy to offend others.

When children fight, it doesn't matter to him even if a little blood is shed.

But if, like Tezuka Kunimitsu, his arm is injured by a so-called "one of our own" in the Seigaku Tennis Club, it will be no small matter!

Even now, he felt scared in his heart.

As for Inoue Mamoru and Shiba Saori......

The two people who already knew everything didn't know what to say.

The two of them looked at Bei Xiao who broke the news about Tezuka Kunimitsu's injury in the court.

Today, something big is going to happen in the Japanese junior high school tennis world...

In the court.

Tezuka Kunimitsu stood where he was. Responding to Oishi Syuichirou's loud inquiry from the players' bench, he took a deep breath and turned to the other person: "Sorry, Oishi! I didn't want to hide it from you! But my elbow is indeed broken. Much better!”

Inside the Seigaku dugout.

Oishi Syuichirou and other third-year students fell into their seats in astonishment.

Momoshiro Takeshi and Kaidoh Kaoru were even more stunned.

Outside the court, they naturally heard clearly what the third-year students at Seigaku said.

Neither of them could believe that such an outrageous thing had actually happened!!

After Echizen Ryoma reacted, he spoke directly to Ryūzaki Sumire in a cold voice: "As a coach, why don't you stop it!!"

"You don't deserve to be the coach of the Seigaku Tennis Club!!"

This is not a small voice.

Throughout the competition, almost everyone's ears rang with Echizen Ryoma's questioning words about Ryūzaki Sumire!

Bei Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glance in Echizen Ryoma's direction.

Although he had never looked down on Echizen Ryoma before.

After all, among the three men in the Echizen family, the other is obviously far different from the other's brother and father, whether in terms of strength, talent, or personality!

But now, I have to say that the other party has given his plan a wave of "assists".

Only when there are doubts within the team can he continue to push forward with what he wants to do!

Ryūzaki Sumire gritted her teeth and turned back to glare at Echizen Ryoma: "Ryoma! Some things are not as simple as you think! As a coach, I was not there at the time!"

"Do you think I would intentionally let Tezuka's arm get injured!?"

Her words made Echizen Ryoma curl his lips.

And inside the court.

Because Tezuka Kunimitsu had not served for a long time, although the referee was also very curious about Seigaku's "bad thing", he still did not forget his duties.

"Serve timeout! Second serve!"

Tezuka Kunimitsu frowned when he realized that his serve had timed out again.

"Bei Xiao! Although I don't know why you know so much about my past!"

"But, the game is not over yet! Keep going!"

Bei Xiao heard this and nodded.

"That's fine!"

"The fight is over... people should be here too!"

As he finished speaking.

Tezuka Kunimitsu has already hit a serve.

“Bang—

"Bang——"

But Bei Xiao's counterattack obviously didn't hold anything back, and the time to wait is over!

This game should be over!

A powerful forehand volley shot directly through the court!

"Hyotei Bei Xiao scores! Score 0-30!"

Inside the Hyotei dugout.

Seeing that his boss no longer "played" Tezuka Kunimitsu, but every time he swung the racquet, he won the score of the ball.

Atobe Keigo and the others all had playful smiles on their faces.

And Sakaki Taro received another message on his cell phone.

【People will arrive in 3 minutes!】

"People are arriving soon, and the show is about to begin!"

Hearing what Sakaki Taro said, Atobe Keigo and others' eyes flickered when they looked in the direction of the Seigaku dugout.

"Hyotei Bei Xiao scores! End of the game! Score 0-4! Change of serve!"

"Hyotei Bei Xiao scores! End of game! Score 5-0! Change of serve!"

"Hyotei Bei Xiao scores! The game is over!"

"The winner of this singles No. 3 match is Hyotei Gakuen Bei Xiao! The score is 6-0!"

"The game is over!!"

"Total score 3-0!"

"The winner of this Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament is... Hyotei Gakuen!"

"Seigaku is the runner-up in this Tokyo Metropolitan Games!"

"The competition for third place will take place in half an hour. Please prepare the contestants from Yamabuki Middle-School and Hojo Middle-School!"

Just 3 minutes.

This heart-wrenching match that lasted for more than half an hour ended hastily in front of hundreds of people at the match venue!

Even the students watching the game knew it.

It was impossible for Tezuka Kunimitsu to defeat Bei Xiao with all his tricks, but when the referee announced the end of the game, Tezuka Kunimitsu was really defeated by Bei Xiao with a clean sheet.

They still fell into a state of confusion involuntarily.

"Hyotei!! Hyotei!!"

"Champion!! Champion!! We are the champions of the Metropolitan Conference!!"

"We win!! Minister!! Minister!!"

"Hyotei Gakuen!! The strongest in Tokyo!!"

Amid the cheers of the Hyotei cheerleaders, students from all schools also looked at Bei Xiao's tall figure holding the racquet with one hand in the court.

"Still...lost! Counting Atobe Keigo, we have already lost three national-level players in the hands of Bei Xiao!"

"Unparalleled strength!! In front of him, the Hyotei Emperor, the Kyushu Heroes, the Seigaku Pillars... all appear too weak!"

"Actually, we should have expected this result a long time ago! Someone who can join Hyotei as a transfer student and make Emperor Hyotei surrender in a short period of time! Without this strength as the foundation, he would not be able to do this! "

"The strongest junior high school student in Tokyo! Maybe! He is also fully qualified to be called the strongest junior high school student in Japan...Only King Rikkai, the son of God, is qualified to stand opposite him in the court!"

"Seigaku was completely defeated this time! Look at those Seigaku guys (cfef), they still can't accept this fact!"

"There's nothing I can do...if Tezuka Kunimitsu falls, Seigaku will be doomed! And don't forget! Tezuka Kunimitsu's hand injury hasn't been reported before, but after today! As long as Tezuka Kunimitsu faces Seigaku, so will Tezuka Kunimitsu. The left hand will definitely be targeted as well!”

"Yes! A national-level player with weaknesses, even if he is very strong! But it doesn't seem to be that intimidating!"

Discussions from students from various schools rang out from outside the court.

Different from the unsurprised expressions of Atobe Keigo and others in the Hyotei dugout, everyone in the academy players had complicated expressions.

Fuji Syusuke and the others are helpless at the result of this match, and they are also glad that Tezuka Kunimitsu does not have to continue the match, and there is no possibility of his elbow injury!

Only Ryūzaki Sumire stood there with a pale face.

Seigaku led by her was beaten 3-0 in the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference finals!

And all three games were clean sheets!!

"Walk!!"

Now she just wants to leave the game as soon as possible.

It's not just embarrassing.

It’s even more because of what Hyotei Zhengxuan said before.

Coupled with Bei Xiao's revelation about Tezuka Kunimitsu's arm injury just now, it seems that it is all aimed at herself.

She feels that if she continues to stay, something will happen that she cannot control!

So she immediately urged the Seigaku main candidates to leave quickly, not even wanting to participate in the final awards ceremony.

Even after she saw Tezuka Kunimitsu standing motionless in the court after losing the game, she immediately walked into the court herself and wanted to pull the opponent away.

But when she just stepped into the court category.

"Bang!!"

A yellow-green ball shadow had hit her in front of her, and the dented ball mark made Ryūzaki Sumire stop immediately and look in the direction of Bei Xiao in shock.

"Bei Xiao!! What are you going to do!!"

"The game is over!! Are you doing violence to the coaches of other teams?

!!"

This angry shout was justified, as if standing on the moral high ground.

Bei Xiao's eyes did not cause any disturbance due to the other party's scolding.

"The game is over, but it's too early to rush away now..."

"Ryūzaki Sumire, you are smart! You know that something bad may happen next!"

Everyone at Hyotei and Taro Sakaki also walked out of the Hyotei players' bench at this time.

Atobe Keigo stood behind Bei Xiao and shouted outside the court: "Hyotei Gakuen, everyone, listen up! The court door is blocked! Anyone can leave, but this old woman can't leave!"

As soon as these words came out, why did the Hyotei cheerleaders care so much!

"yes!!"

No. 200 people directly blocked the gates on both sides of the competition court.

Now Ryūzaki Sumire can’t leave even if she wants to!!

"You guys!! You guys...are so presumptuous!!"

"Referee! Organizer! Are you just going to watch the Hyotei Gakuen people mess around?"

The referees and organizer staff on the side couldn't help but look embarrassed when they heard Ryūzaki Sumire's accusation.

To put it bluntly, they are just staff of the national competition.

It's okay to maintain order, but with such a big battle at Hyotei Gakuen, it's hard for their on-site security and staff to do much.

Furthermore, none of the Hyotei students harmed Ryūzaki Sumire, they just blocked the court gate.

Is it possible that because of this kind of thing, the championship team that just won the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference was canceled?

"Guys! Don't worry! Bei Xiao-san just wants to have a few words with Coach Ryūzaki Sumire!"

"In 5 minutes! Everything is as usual! I won't make it difficult for you!"

Sakaki Taro, an elegant gentleman, also said to the referee and organizer personnel at this time.

His calm tone made several people cough dryly and step aside.

It’s a tacit agreement not to interfere anymore!

At this time, Ryūzaki Sumire was completely dumbfounded.

She understands.

It is completely impossible for me to leave now!!

Bei Xiao winked at Atobe Keigo, who raised the corners of his mouth and walked out of the team with his pockets in his pockets.

I don’t know when I even had a loudspeaker in my hand!

While students from various schools were intimidated by Hyotei's battle, they also looked curiously in the direction of Atobe Keigo.

All the Seigaku students, including Fuji Syusuke who was already carrying a tennis bag, were staring at Atobe Keigo.

"Everyone! Our minister just played a game and is tired!"

"Now! Let me complete the last part of today's finals of the metropolitan conference!"

As he said that, he tilted his head and looked at Ryūzaki Sumire, who looked very ugly.

"Ryūzaki Sumire! Has been the tennis coach of the Seigaku Tennis Club for decades!"

"The coach's level is low, he has no ability to lead Seigaku, and he is wasting the players' talents! Killing the players' golden age training!"

"The Seigaku Tennis Club is the most advanced place in the entire Honggui Tennis Club!"

"Although I don't think there is anything wrong with first-year players picking up balls! But apart from picking up balls, they are not even qualified to participate in training! They can only do chores in the tennis club and become a senior

A servant under the command of the senior! This doesn’t seem to be easy to explain, right?”

Atobe Keigo's words made Ryūzaki Sumire unable to help but want to refute, but he raised his hand to stop her.

"Don't deny it in a hurry! Coach Ryūzaki Sumire! All the good candidates behind you are here!"

"Fuji Syusuke, did you have the opportunity to compete on court in the Seigaku Tennis Club when you were a first-year student?"

"Oishi Syuichirou, Kikumaru Eiji! How many games have you, this golden pair, played in the court together?"

"Then finally, Inui Sadaharu, where are you and these two sophomores?"

Atobe Keigo's words made Fuji Syusuke and the others frown slightly, as if they were thinking of something bad, so much so that they completely acquiesced in Atobe Keigo's statement.

Even Tezuka Kunimitsu, the head of the Seigaku Tennis Club, couldn't say anything at this time.

Because everything he experienced in the first grade is exactly the same as what Atobe Keigo said now!

Seeing that they didn't speak, Atobe Keigo micro-shielded.

"Then! Here's the problem! I just picked up balls all year long! I became the boss of the upperclassmen! Even if I have talent, I can't play!"

"You are not even eligible to register for the school ranking competition!"

"Who made this rule? It seems to be you, Coach Ryūzaki Sumire, right?"

"That's right! Not only are your members unable to train, but you've also wasted a year for no reason! The reason why the Seigaku Tennis Club cannot enter the national tournament seems to have been found!"

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