The Legendary Creator Of Net King

Tokyo.

The draw of the Kanto Competition.

The top players from major schools who came to participate in the draw were sitting at the scene.

"Oishi, don't be too nervous! Relax!" Tezuka patted Oishi Syuichirou's shoulder and sat on the chair in front of everyone's eyes.

"Um!"

"Atobe is here, with his attendant Kagehiro Kagaki!"

With a confident face and a smile on his face, Atobe sat down very coolly and said with a smile: "Huadi, it's really lively, don't you think so..."

"Yes!" Hua Di nodded numbly.

"Tezuka, you Seigaku are much stronger this year than last year..." Atobe stopped at the steps, a strong fighting spirit flashed through his eyes.

"Looking forward to meeting you Hyotei, we will go all out to "Four Nine Three"!" Tezuka replied calmly.

"You are so confident, Huadi, don't you think so..."

"yes!"

"Rikkai High School Affiliated, haven't you come yet? I've been waiting for them for ten minutes..."

"Kanagawa is still quite far from Tokyo, I'm afraid I was delayed on the way!"

Some players who think they are very capable are starting to get a little impatient.

"Is Rikkai showing off his power?"

"Hmph, was last year's championship team so arrogant?"

...

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Ye Xin walked into the scene like the wind, leisurely, with his hands in his pockets, and he saw Tezuka and Atobe at a glance. These are the two players he cares about most in the Kanto Competition, because both of them have national level. It was worthy of his attention. Amidst the surprised eyes of everyone, he glanced at the representative seat with a big Rikkai sign indifferently.

"Pfft, what kind of player is this?"

"Even if Yukimura is hospitalized, Emperor Sanada, one of the three giants, should be sent..."

"What's going on with him..."

"It seems that this year Rikkai's dream of three consecutive championships is going to be shattered. Some rubbish players were sent to the draw..."

Hearing these words, Ye Xin's eyes couldn't help but become cold, and his cold eyes glanced at the people who were talking about Rikkai.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, Atobe Keigo, the strong ones are silent and calm.

The weak ones whispered to each other and discussed one after another, like frogs in a well, mocking Ye Xin and Rikkai Da with blind confidence.

"Weak, unmatched Rikkai is making irresponsible remarks!" A trace of anger emerged on Ye Xin's face. Facing the person who was talking about him recently, he suddenly turned around and grabbed his collar, with a beast-like momentum all over his body. He broke out and grabbed the nearest person, a person who had just despised Rikkai. He stared at the person in front of him with a viper-like, blade-like gaze, and said in a cold voice: "Tell me, you are trash!"

He originally wanted to complete the draw in a low-key manner, but when someone talked about Yukimura and Rikkai, he felt unhappy and couldn't bear it. During this period of time with Sanada and others, he developed feelings for Rikkai.

If Kirihaya was here, the person in front of him would already be on the ground.

Sanada was so pretentious that he didn't want to ride his motorcycle and rushed to Tokyo by bus, so he rode his motorcycle to the lottery site first.

"I..." The bald man who was stared at by Ye Xin felt a chill running down his spine, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast.

"it!"

"I...I'm trash..."

"Say it again."

"I...I'm rubbish..."

Snapped!

Atobe snapped his fingers loudly with a smile on his face, breaking the heavy atmosphere of the lottery scene, and said loudly: "Huachi, it seems that this Kanto Competition will be very interesting, don't you think so..."

"yes!"

Ye Xin loosened the collar of his bald head, found Rikkai's seat, and sat down calmly.

"That guy is Ye..." Akira Kamio said.

"Yes, there are always some weaklings who dance happily like grasshoppers..." Atobe also couldn't bear to see some people mocking Rikkai, the team that has won the nation for two consecutive years.

Worthy of his respect.

In the Tokyo Street Competition, Ye Xin became famous in his first battle. Fudomine’s Kamio and Seigaku’s Momoshiro Takeshi were both defeated by him with a score of 6:0!

"Remember, the singles champion in the street tennis competition..."

"But it doesn't look as powerful as their deputy minister!"

Weak people always have their reasons for being weak. Ye Xin is speechless that some rookie schools can qualify to participate in the Kanto Competition. Such people are often eliminated in the first round. 0

The host of the organizer said loudly: "All the contestants who have qualified for the Kanto Competition are here, so let's start the draw now!"

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Sanada walked into the scene wearing a peaked cap, and the emperor's momentum suddenly erupted invisibly and spread, making some weak schools feel a suffocating pressure.

"Please sit down!"

"Ye Xin, I'm a step late..."

"I know, how can it be as fast as my motorcycle..."

"Let's start the lottery!"

"Representative of Rokkaku Middle-School please step forward to draw lots..."

"Ye Xin, go smoke it..."

"Sanada, you..."

"You go ahead and draw, you have the strength!" Sanada is a very disciplined person. He lost to Ye Xin, so he naturally asked Ye Xin to step forward and draw lots.

Ye Xin came to the summit and casually put his left hand into the cardboard box and shuffled the notes inside a few times before taking out a note from the box. He didn't want Hyotei to start a duel. Seigaku, just by scrambling the note, it should be possible to stop 4.7, right?

He looked at the number 9 and looked forward to it. He didn't know which school would draw the number 10. He slowly walked off the field under the solemn eyes of Tezuka, Atobe and others.

"Kanagawa Rikkai University, No. 9!"

"Next, Fudomine Middle-School!"

"Tokyo Fudomine Middle-School, No. 6!"

The drawing of lots continued in an orderly manner.

"Tokyo Seigaku, hi!"

"Tokyo Hyotei Gakuen, No. 4!"

"Tokyo Yamabuki Middle-School, No. 10!"

"Yamabuki, I remember Akutsu seems to have withdrawn... But even if he is here, there is nothing to be afraid of..." Ye Xin didn't care much about Yamabuki. Seeing that Atobe didn't draw No. 16, he felt relieved, Hyotei , how could he be eliminated in the first round? .