The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 396

Chapter 396 April Seigaku (first update, please subscribe.)

After March.

The cherry blossoms are brilliant.

On both sides of the school gate where the four characters of youth Gakuen are engraved, a row of cherry trees that have fallen asleep for the whole winter are blooming with their beauty.

Next to the cherry blossom tree full of gorgeous flowers.

Above the street.

Seigaku boys wearing black long sleeves or white short sleeves, wearing white and green sailor suits, beautiful Seigaku girls are walking.

The laughter was full of laughter.

The figure shakes.

Each of them is full of youthful vitality.

Among the many students wearing Seigaku uniforms, nearly one-third have a sense of timidity on their faces.

Today is the beginning of the school of Youth Gakuen.

It is also the day when freshmen report.

But there are always exceptions.

“Step! Step! Step!”

The high-frequency footsteps “eight zero” rang.

One side of the street.

The figure moved quickly.

Soon, a teenager with a height of about 1.6 meters, wearing white short sleeves, carrying a green tennis bag and short hair full of sunshine, stopped in the middle of the school gate.

“Wow, Seigaku!”

“I have long wanted to come here to go to school, and today I am finally an official Seigaku student!”

The boy with short hair laughed loudly.

“Seigaku was the national champion last year, and the school’s tennis club is very strong!”

“Okay, it’s decided!”

“Today’s goal is to join the tennis club and become a member of the tennis club. This month’s goal is to reach the quarterfinals in the school trials, and then become the main selection of the tennis club in the challenge. The goal this year is to score with the seniors. National competition, and then help the tennis club win the national championship again!”

The short-haired boy said excitedly.

Many eyes with surprise cast instantly on the short-haired boy.

“Are you selected for the tennis club?”

“This guy looks like this year’s freshman, and his tone is really not small. Didn’t he know that the main players in our tennis club are only Yamato and Sugiyama-senpai who have graduated?”

“Taijia, Fuji, Kawamura, Kikumaru, Kan, Oishi, and Kikumaru have successfully revealed that Shimura, who will return to school this semester, were still there. Seven of our main players were still there. Does this guy want to play from the players in the second and third grades? Where did you win the only place in the formal election?”

“It’s almost impossible, unless he has the same strength as Shimura, Teka, Kan, and Oishi last year!

The discussion sounded at the same time.

The short-haired boy quickly spared his head.

The gaze around him and the sound coming into his ears made him feel a little awkward.

“Seniors.”

“This is just a goal!”

The short-haired boy said quickly, and looked at him embarrassingly at the senior student next to him.

A few seconds later.

The short-haired boy stepped out.

He strode towards the school gate.

Did not take two steps.

Banging sound.

The short-haired boy slumped back.

He ran into someone, who had just taken his gaze back from the seniors outside the school.

The front of a boy with short hair.

A student who was about the same height as him, wearing black long sleeves, and a dark green turban with white stripes on his head, fell on his side with a net racquet behind him.

“Haha, sorry.

“I didn’t see you just now.”

The short-haired boy said with a smile.

“Simply sorry?”

“And an apology should look like an apology, I don’t see the sincerity of apologizing in you!”

A gloomy voice sounded.

The student with a green turban on the ground turned to look at the boy with short hair.

Almost at the same time.

An immature face still remaining with elementary school students, but a very gloomy face, instantly caught the eyes of the boy with short hair.

“Classmate, you should be a freshman too.

“I have already told you humility, do you need to hold on to it?”

The short-haired boy frowned.

The moment he saw the gloomy face in front of him, the short-haired boy instinctively felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Soon, inside Seigaku’s main entrance.

A young boy with short hair, who was nearly 1.6 meters tall, and a freshman who was slightly more than 1.6 meters tall, with a green turban on his head, confronted each other without showing weakness.

He both stared at each other fiercely.

Short-haired teenager.

The green turban is reborn.

Both of him almost instinctively look at each other upset.

“There is a conflict!”

“These two people, they seem to be both freshmen, but neither of them have short heads. If they fight, I may not be able to pull them apart!”

Many old students stopped, and several of them wanted to move forward.

suddenly.

Seigaku, who was about to step forward, stopped.

“Hey, two schoolboys.”

“The day when school starts today is not the time for you to fight!”

A hearty voice sounded.

at the same time.

Shocked in the eyes of the short-haired boy and the green headscarf freshman.

A pair of slender but powerful giant hands suddenly grabbed his two shoulders separately, and with ease, his feet instantly vacated, and both of them were lifted up.

The two freshmen turned their heads instinctively.

An inch-long hair shot up to the sky, and a face with sharp horns appeared in the sight of both of them.

After an instant.

The two teenagers landed at the same time.

“Well, that’s it for today.”

“do you understand?

The hearty voice continued.

Bright and deep eyes fell on the two teenagers at the same time.

“I see, senior!”

“Yes, senior!”

The short-haired boy nodded instinctively with a green turban.

“That’s good!”

A short-haired boy with a green turban from the back of a short-haired boy with a back view of a short-haired boy in a green turban, wearing a blue and white short shirt, with streamlined muscles exposed on his arms.

At the same time 3.3.

A few meters away from the gate.

“impressive!”

“One with each hand, the student easily lifted two people, and it didn’t seem to be too much effort at all.

“Brother, do you know who that senior is?”

A teenager with a small cross-shaped scar on his left forehead asked curiously.

“of course I know.”

“Yuta, he is the head of our Seigaku Tennis Department!”

Said a handsome man.

At the moment when the voice fell, the man’s eyes opened completely.

“He is the King of Seigaku.”

“The strongest middle school student!”