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

0099 The Emperor understands the Holy Lord Society! The choice made by Tezuka Kunimitsu!

"Atobe Keigo scores! Game over!"

"The score is 6-3!"

"Atobe Keigo wins!"

In the White Horse Court, one of the twelve courts of the Holy Lord Association, Atobe Keigo stood there gasping for air after winning the game.

In the rest area and viewing area around the court, hundreds of members of the Holy Lord's Association couldn't help but nod in unison when they saw him winning the game.

"As expected, he is the junior high school student hired by the boss! His national-level strength is really not fake!"

"Yes! He has already defeated the fifth one! And the interval between each game is less than 10 minutes! This guy is actually strong enough to join the Holy Lord Guild!"

"It doesn't matter what we said! Now we have to ask Boss Mestu and the others to speak! Besides, we agreed to win half of the battle before he can stay in Ruishi. If we let him stay now! Wouldn't that be a slap in the face? ?”

"That's right! I heard Boss Raphael say that this boy named Atobe Keigo is also the eldest son of the Japan Atobe consortium! With the money their family has, it is easy to buy 1,200 courts like ours! He is very arrogant. !”

"So rich?! Boss, should he give us helpers or the young master?"

Although Mestu and Raphael usually don't deal with each other, at this time, the two of them stood together in harmony, with no intention of competing.

"That's the fifth one! This guy's strength is indeed not weak!"

"At least, I can't do what he is now!"

Raphael said, with deep appreciation in his eyes.

As the strongest player among the twelve court players, Mesitu sneered: "Does this count as strong? Don't forget! Where is our goal this time!"

"In Bern, this kid is really good! But in Zurich, a place that we are not familiar with, this is not enough!" 203""

When Raphael heard this, he frowned and said, "Are you being too cautious? Even if you fail to go to Zurich this time, you can go there again next time! Besides, didn't the boss say you don't need to take special care of this kid?"

Mestu curled his lips: "Raphael! Your brain really never disappoints! You always think so simple! First of all! This kid is the first person who was handed over to us after the boss left! He said he didn't need it. Take care of him, but if something happens to him, have you thought about how to explain it to the boss?"

"Besides! Over there in Zurich! If you don't make any waves the first time, it won't be that simple to find an excuse to move in next time! Do you want to wait a few more months? Or half a year?"

Although Raphael was dissatisfied that the other party was hurting him so much, he also knew that what the other party said was right.

At the moment, he could only say angrily: "Then what do you think we should do? This kid is obviously dying! There are 12 of us, and he will definitely not be able to finish the fight!"

When the words fell, Mestu was seen holding a handful of racquets and slowly walked towards the court.

"Then force him again! This wheel battle is just to let him know..."

"The street court is not a place for children to play house!"

40 minutes later.

"Plop!!"

"Mestu scores! The game is over! The score is 6-4!"

"Mestu wins!"

As a member of the Holy See sitting on the referee's chair in the court announced the result of the game.

Atobe Keigo was so tired that he collapsed and lay sprawled on the unclean street court ground.

At this time, he couldn't care too much.

It was even difficult for him to breathe. Except for the racquet still clutched in his hand, it was almost impossible to stand up.

There were also several new scratches on his arms and calves.

There was also a bruise on his cheek.

It was the one who was injured by Mestu in the game just now.

The younger brothers present at the Holy Lord Association originally wanted to cheer for the victor Mestu, but Mestu and the twelve others raised their hands to stop them.

In the silence of the whole place, they all watched as Mestu walked step by step in front of Atobe Keigo.

"Kid! You lose!"

Mestu's cold words made Atobe Keigo struggle to get up, but his body had obviously reached its limit!

Atobe Keigo knows that he has tried his best!

Although he had experienced 5 games before, his opponents were all at the same national level as him.

but!

Even without the physical exertion of these five games, his chances of defeating the man in front of him are not very high!

There is almost no big gap between the strength of the opponent and yourself!

Even, it is still faintly above him.

"Only 6! I haven't finished the fight yet!!"

Atobe Keigo gritted his teeth and spoke, but Mestu grabbed his jersey and pulled him up from the ground.

"Good character!"

"Boy, the game just now was just normal in the street court!"

"Do you know why you lost? The main reason is not because of the physical energy you spent before! It's because you haven't adapted to the rules of the street court at all!"

As he spoke, Mestu pressed his palm on the abrasion on Atobe Keigo's arm.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The stinging sensation and the force of Mestu made Atobe Keigo subconsciously yell.

But.

Mestu did not let go because of this, but said coldly again: "Remember the pain now! This is your start on the streets of Ruishi!"

"The boss once said that in the online court, strength always speaks! This is even more true in the street court! If you don't have absolute strength, and you don't want to be stepped on, you have to not

Climb up!!"

"Your background is indeed much better than the rest of us! Even your tennis talent is better than everyone in our Holy Lord Association except the boss!"

"But, regarding this obsession with climbing up even if you die! You are still far behind!"

"Plop————"

As soon as he let go, Atobe Keigo fell to the ground again.

"This minor injury shouldn't take you a few days to recover, right?"

"At 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, it will still be this court!"

"We will leave for Zurich together! If you are late, you can just buy a ticket and go back to Japan!"

After saying that, Mestu turned around and left with racquet between his legs.

All the people from the Holy Lord Association present followed their boss towards the outside of the court.

Atobe Keigo lay on the ground unwillingly.

It wasn't because of what Mesitu said just now.

What he cares about is that now he is more like being "poored" by Mesitu and others who reluctantly allowed him to join the Holy Lord.

This feeling really made him extremely frustrated.

Just when he regained some strength and wanted to struggle to get up.

A hand has already lifted him up.

"Hey, kid! Looks like you still need help!"

I saw Raphael standing next to Atobe Keigo with a slight smile on his lips.

"you..……"

"What? Do you think I will do anything to you at this time? The Lord's Club is a street tennis organization, not a gang composed of local hooligans!!"

Raphael said, and Atobe Keigo sat in the rest area next to the court.

Before Atobe Keigo could say anything, he spoke first.

"I'm just staying here to ask you about the boss's current situation!"

"How is he doing?"

Although Atobe Keigo did not completely put down his hostility towards Raphael, he still said: "He is very good in Japan, Minister! But what I am curious about is that I can see that you all care about the Minister! Even if he goes to Japan, you The relationship seems to have not been broken!"

"Then you can definitely ask the minister to help you expand the territory of the Holy Lord Guild, right? With his strength, there will be no problem at all!"

Raphael smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Boss, he has done enough for us!"

As he spoke, he did not shy away from telling a brief story about what happened to Bei Xiao in Ruishi in the past.

The more Atobe Keigo listened, the more his scalp became numb.

Before arriving at Ruishi, he still looked down upon Raphael and the others.

Even though the Holy Lord Society was founded by Bei Xiao, Atobe Keigo felt that it was just a small effort and would not be able to take the stage at all.

But now I heard that almost all of Rafael and the others transformed from gangsters into such national-level tennis players under Bei Xiao's training as adults.

He could imagine how hard these "gangsters" who were not very talented and had the same golf experience as him were working hard!

What surprised him even more was that Bei Xiao's past was so exciting!

It is hard for Atobe Keigo to imagine that an 11-year-old child, who may not even be considered a junior high school boy, could be so convinced by a group of gangsters.

"So, everything in the Holy Lord Association now is brought about by the boss! None of the 12 of us wants to take over the boss's position! Even Mestu, who competed with you just now! He is the strongest among us! That's right! Same!"

Atobe Keigo was silent for a moment, and he asked the last question: "Why did the minister leave Swiss?"

Raphael smiled: "Boss, he is a natural tennis player! How can he hang out with us all his life! Everything we do now is to support the boss from behind! We believe that he can become the strongest in the world in the future Tennis player!"

"Even if it doesn't work, as long as he comes back! Ruishi will be his home!"

Atobe Keigo stared at Raphael who said this.

He did not expect that these rude guys from the Holy Lord Society would continue to exist with such a goal.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Raphael stood up and patted Atobe Keigo on the shoulder.

"Atobe Keigo! Work hard at Swiss!"

"The boss definitely has a purpose in letting you come! At least your talent is recognized by the boss! You are also a person that the boss trusts!"

"Otherwise, he will not let you contact the Holy Lord Society!"

"By the way, 8 o'clock tomorrow morning! Don't be late! Otherwise, that Mestu guy really won't give you any chance again!"

When he walked away, Atobe Keigo also came to his senses.

He took a deep breath, stood up with difficulty, and walked out of the court gate step by step with his tennis bag on his back.

If he did regret coming to Swiss for a moment before...

So now……….

He just wants to prove that he, Atobe Keigo, has the ability to gain a foothold in the street court!

at night.

In the German U-17 training camp.

Bei Xiao is sitting in the court rest area.

Watching Tezuka Kunimitsu struggling against Q.P's offense in a training court.

when the cell phone in his pocket rang.

After being connected, he said calmly: "Raphael! It seems that you have already taught that guy a lesson!"

Raphael's smiling reply came from the phone: "Boss! Why don't you worry about what we are doing!!"

"But this kid is really good! He won 5 games in a row by himself! In the 6th game, Mestu went up and taught him a lesson before he became honest!"

If it were me, I’m not sure I can defeat him!”

Bei Xiao was not surprised by what Raphael said, but said calmly: "He is a talented tennis player! Although letting him pass this time is not just for the purpose of

As a helper to you, it is also a help to him!"

"But this is also an opportunity for you!"

"The power of the Atobe consortium is not small! Although I have other ways to let him use the power of the family to help you! But if there is some real connection between you! For

Your future development will definitely be of great benefit!"

"You should understand what I mean, right?"

Raphael immediately responded: "Boss! We know what to do! But we won't force this kind of thing! The main thing is that we must complete the things you arranged, boss!"

After hanging up the phone, Bei Xiao's eyes didn't show much emotion.

He just continued to quietly watch the sparring between Tezuka Kunimitsu and Q.P.

Until the end of their sparring session.

Q.P saw that Bei Xiao hadn't left yet, so he gave a few words to Tezuka Kunimitsu and then left alone after Tezuka Kunimitsu started the training arrangement for the U-17 in Germany tomorrow.

he knows.

Bei Xiao obviously has something to talk to Tezuka Kunimitsu alone.

Tezuka Kunimitsu sat panting in the rest area next to Bei Xiao. Although he was very tired, he still drank water in large gulps and was not knocked down by this crushing training match.

"How does it feel."

"Very strong! Senior Q.P's strength is superior to mine, both in terms of technique and physical fitness! Not to mention the tactical maneuvering in the court! I have the opportunity to compete with Q.P

I gained a lot from a sparring session with my seniors!"

From the other party's words, Bei Xiao could clearly feel that the other party was different from usual excitement.

"After the expedition match against South Korea U-17, your arm can be operated on!"

“After the surgery and recovery are complete, that’s when you can really improve yourself!”

Bei Xiao's words made Tezuka Kunimitsu look hesitant.

"Why did you choose me? Atobe, Oshitari, and Akutsu Jin should be recognized by Polk-senpai with their talents!"

"Besides, in the expedition game... I'm afraid I won't be able to help Germany U-17 win the game!"

Bei Xiao glanced at him lightly: "You don't seem to be a person without confidence. Don't change your mentality because of changes in the surrounding environment!"

"Atobe Keigo also has 0.8 their own tennis path to take. Not coming to Germany U-17 does not mean that they are inferior to you! It's just that they have other choices.

8!"

"Maybe you can think of it as your arm injury, and this opportunity is a blessing in disguise!"

A wry smile appeared on Tezuka Kunimitsu's lips.

Is it a blessing in disguise......

This seems to be the best explanation for why I am currently in the German U-17 training camp.

"Q.P, Polk, and even Coach Retru think you are a very unique and talented tennis player!"

"So, they all hope you can stay!"

"This match against the South Korean U-17 team, they are not a strong team, but it is also a good training for you now!"

"Giving you this opportunity is the most sincerity they have given to keep you!'

"As for what you choose in the future, it's up to you!"

"Now, I can only tell you one thing!"

"If you don't stay, you will fall one step behind Atobe Keigo and the others again! And even with your talent, I'm afraid you will have to pay a high price in the future to make this step possible.

recover!

After Bei Xiao finished saying what he had to say, he turned around and walked out from the direction of the central court gate.

How Tezuka Kunimitsu's tennis career should continue to develop is ultimately up to him.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, who watched Bei Xiao leave, took a deep breath and slightly tightened his left elbow.

The soreness in his elbow seemed to make his own decision.

His eyes flickered slightly.

He stood up and left the training court holding the racquet.

And in the dark night, a tall figure saw everything.

"It seems... you made the right choice!"

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