The most powerful god in the city

The first opponent of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple is "Lin Yuan Middle School", a very strong middle school, and it is said that this school has a very strong transfer student, and the captain of the school beat 6-0 in the first game, and directly took the captain's position.

This person even made a bold statement that he would lead Lin Yuan Middle School to defeat the champion of last year's national competition and achieve victory.

Zhou Ye and the others couldn't help but smile bitterly when they heard the news, this kid really didn't know how to write the word "death".

The weather was bright, cloudless, and there was not a hint of wind, so it could be said that it was a good day to play.

On such a good day, Zhou Ye and others ushered in the first battle of the year.

The cheerleaders of Sitianbao Temple and Linyuan Middle School came here very early, all the boys in Sitianbao Temple, look at Linyuan Middle School, beautiful women are like clouds, they are wearing sexy short skirts, white leather boots, and slim figures, shouting loudly there, making Zhou Ye want to cry without tears, "What kind of sin am I doing, I have entered the man's nest, and there is no beauty."

The team members officially entered the field, Zhou Ye followed closely behind Bai Shi, looking at Bai Shi and Zhou Ye's handsome faces, many couldn't help screaming, "Wow, so handsome, I didn't expect that there would be such a handsome guy in Sitianbao Temple", many girls and children had red hearts in their eyes.

"King of the Net" is a world-recognized concentration camp for handsome guys, especially Tezuka, Kibe, Sanada, Fuji, Shiraishi and others.

Zhou Ye smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, which made the girl scream even more crazy. Then the students of Linyuan Middle School also walked in, because it was their own school, so the cheerleaders were louder.

The first is a boy with a cockscomb release, holding his head high, like a proud rooster, followed by eight boys, each with a smile on his face, constantly greeting the beauties around him, like a traveling star.

But it's not bad to describe it this way, in Lin Yuan Middle School, they are well-deserved stars.

Zhou Ye looked at the group of people in front of him, and sighed in his heart, "All of them are proud people."

The two pairs of centaurs stood opposite each other, and Shiraishi smiled at the man in front of him, this man had brown hair, handsome, to be exact, arrogant, his head held high, and his nostrils almost reached the sky.

"The opponents shook hands", the referee shouted.

Zhou Ye Baishi and the others stretched out their hands, and the other team members were okay to say, but the captain Pushan Yitian didn't give face at all, and slapped Baishi's palm and it was over.

Zhou Ye couldn't help but be happy, and quipped: "Baishi, it seems that your face is not worth much."

Shiraishi smiled bitterly, "Okay, let's watch the game."

"Now there will be a match between Shitenhoji Temple vs Hayashien Junior High School, the third singles, Chitose Chisato vs Inoue Ichiro".

Chitose looked at the man in front of him, he was tall, dark-skinned, and he looked like an endurance player, but as long as the door of selflessness was not opened, everything was in vain.

Both sides were ready and Inoue Ichiro served.

Inoue's strength is very strong, because under the persecution of the captain, his strength has grown rapidly, so he hates and appreciates Pushan Yida.

"Look at my fast serve", Ichiro Park shouted, and hit it out quickly.

With a "bump", Chitose maintained his original posture and did not take any action.

“15-0"。

"Haha, I'm stupid to see my serve", Inoue Ichiro said proudly.

Chitose is speechless, "Are the people in Lin Yuan Middle School so narcissistic, and they serve quickly, and their names are not only earthy, but they don't even reach half of Kenya's laser beam."

"Look at my fast serve," Inoue Ichiro smirked again.

"Touch", Inoue's smug smile froze on his face, "What······ What's going on", Inoue looked at the tennis ball behind him, and just a moment, before he could react, a yellow speed of light hit his feet.

“15-15"。

"Haha, fast serve?" Chitose put the tennis racket on his shoulder, a look of disdain.

"Damn, you dare to look down on my fast serve, it's a height I've worked so hard to reach," Inoue Ichiro growls at Chitose.

Chitose sighed, "I sympathize with you, but I won't be waterproof."

"Quick serve", shouted Ichiro Inoino.

"Well, the speed has increased", Chitose couldn't help but glance at Inoue, "It's a talent, after some training, there will definitely be some achievements, but it's a pity that I met me", Chitose hit the ball back again.

Inoue looked at the flying tennis ball, recalled his own experience in his mind, the excitement when he first came into contact with tennis, the tireless practice every day, and the fiasco of being beaten by Pushan Yida, vividly remembered, like a movie flashing in his mind, "Ah, I won't give up", Inoue suddenly came to the side of the tennis ball and swung it out vigorously.

"Fast serve", Chitose was stunned, "touched", and was directly scored.

“30-15"。

"I didn't expect the fast serve to be used as a counterattack," Chitose admired.

"That's", Inoue was stunned, but when he heard Chitose's praise, he regained his smugness.