The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 13 The culprit

“Shimurasuke…”

“This damn first-year bastard kid!”

Takeshi Takeshi’s complexion was pale, and his anger could hardly be suppressed.

As a senior in the third grade, the tennis club was elected, and he has repeatedly criticized the existence of junior players and informal players in the tennis club. Since taking junior high school, Takeshi has never been so embarrassed as he is today.

Ikeda’s apology has completely lost his face!

In this case, the kid Shimurasuke is still pressing hard, trying to force himself to apologize to the freshmen who are two grades lower than him on the first day of school.

This makes him unbearable!

It took nearly half a minute to calm his mood before Takei Kenshi gritted his teeth and said, “Shimurasuke, it’s my business not to apologize. It’s not your turn to take care of you, a first-year kid!”

“You have to apologize if you are wrong, it has nothing to do with your identity.”

“Shimura Kenshi.”

Shimura retorted disdainfully: “Even if your parents have not taught you at home, the teachers in the school should have told you about this most basic thing!”

Shimura’s attitude and tone of speech made Takei Kenshi who was already extremely angry even more annoyed.

Wu Ju’s eyes were round, and he almost roared out. “Shimurasuke, don’t forget the dignity and inferiority of the superiors and subordinates. I am the senior in the third grade. Is this the attitude you should have when talking to seniors?”

“Up and down?”

Shimura glanced at Takei Takeshi, and said faintly: “I didn’t even learn to apologize. What is your respect for a third-year senior?”

Zhicun once watched Wang Wang completely.

Of course, because there are not many images and time, only two of Seigaku’s third-year players have left an impression in Shimura’s mind.

One of them is an alternate member of the U17 third group two years later.

Now Seigaku is the head of the tennis department.

Yamato Yuda!

And the other person is Takeshi Takeshi!

In the sixth grade of elementary school, Tezuka once smashed Sanada Genichiro with a huge score difference of 6:0 and 6:1. Since then, Tezuka has played against Seiichi Yukimura and has the upper hand.

Even Sanada, who is a friend of Yukimura, admits that Tezuka’s strength is still higher than Yukimura.

Tezuka was definitely the first person in elementary school at that time!

But for the next three years, Tezuka’s progress was slow due to arm injuries, so that he lost to Hyotei’s Atobe and Rikkai’s Sanada in the third grade.

Takeshi Takeshi was the third-year senior who injured Tezuka’s arm.

That guy who can’t afford to lose!

What happened today made Shimura ascertain that Takei Kenshi was indeed not a good senior.

The character is very inferior.

Opposite Shimura, Takei Kenshi no longer planned to bear it.

Shimura’s faint, but deeply mocking tone brought Takei Kenshi’s anger to a new peak.

First, I lost my face.

Then came many ridicules.

What makes Takei Kenshi unacceptable the most is that he has seen schadenfreude in the eyes of many second and third grade veteran players who have been reprimanded by him at this moment. Many freshmen also have disappointment and disdain on their faces, and they have completely lost the respect and fear that they had when they first met him, a third-year senior and a member of the team!

“When have I been so embarrassed in Seigaku?”

“Do you really want to apologize to the freshman?”

“Apologizing to the younger generation will make me lose face as a senior.”

“Absolutely not!”

“If you don’t apologize, what would happen if you didn’t apologize?”

“Will be despised!”

In extreme anger and embarrassment, Takei Kenshi flustered.

The result of the entanglement was that he put the source of all errors on Shimurasuke. “Yes, it’s this kid. Shimurasuke, this guy prevents me from getting off the stage and makes me ashamed in front of the younger generation!”

Step by step, Takei Takeshi walked towards Shimurasuke with red eyes.

“Shimura-san, be careful!”

Tezuka’s face changed suddenly.

“Wu Ju, you can’t do this.”

“Stop it!”

Few friends of Takei Kenshi in the tennis club also hurriedly shouted.

About four or five steps away from Shimurasuke, Takeshi suddenly raised the racquet in his hand and violently swung the racquet down Shimurasuke’s shoulder.

“Shimurasuke, you hateful kid!”

“You die for me!”

“I abolished you!”

Wu Ju Jianshi roared, his expression very hideous.

“Everything is the fault of this grade kid!”

“It’s all caused by this kid!”

“Beat him hard!”

“It’s better to destroy him!”

In the process of swinging the pat, Takei Kenshi’s heart was full of negative emotions, but also with inexplicable pleasure and comfort.

However, things did not develop according to Takei Kenshi’s imagination.

What greeted Takei Kenshi was not the feeling of pleasure after the release of anger, nor was Shimurasuke’s wailing. What greeted Takei Kenshi was a powerful palm that was far more powerful than ordinary junior high school students.

Shimura looked at the grim-faced guy in front of him.

Shimura’s right hand is holding racquet!

“I’m so embarrassed?”

Shimurasuke said coldly, stretched out his palm, grabbed Takei Kenshi by the throat, and lifted Takei Kenshi up.

“Personality, you can’t do it. Reasonable, the reason is on my side, you can’t do the same!”. ”

“You didn’t even succeed in attacking me.”

Shimura stared at Takei Takeshi who was raised with one hand by him.

“You said, besides maintaining your so-called superiority and inferiority in your mouth, and making use of the status of seniors and players, what is your use in the tennis club.”

Shimura asked lightly.

Takeru Kenshi was caught in his throat, unable to speak, but screaming.

Shimurasuke’s body is strengthened. His strength is not only in terms of speed, strength, physical strength, etc. that can be easily measured, but his body’s flexibility and responsiveness are also very strong.

The strongest system also opens some detection functions.

Not to mention that Takei Kenshi chose to attack from the front, even if he chose to attack from behind, he could not succeed.

After about a minute.

Takeshi Takeshi’s eyes were round, and his face also showed the painful expression that he had when he was about to suffocate.

“Trash one!”

Shimura snorted coldly.

Boom.

Takei Kenshi returned to the ground.

“You can be a good candidate for the tennis club. No wonder the tennis club has declined.”

“You won’t even be able to enter the Kanto Contest!”

“You are useless!”

Shimura looked down at Takei Kenshi, who was sitting on the ground, and didn’t care about the resentment in Takei’s eyes. *