The Strongest Master of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 569

“Try Harder!”

“Weakness is the original sin of all players!”

The corners of Byōdōin Hōō’s mouth were curved, and then he turned and went off the court.

“Yes!”

Qiu Ting Hong Ye replied loudly.

He could see that Byōdōin Hōō was showing mercy to his men.

Recalling the infinitely powerful light hits just now-destruction, although a little frightened, it is more fiery.

In my heart, I yearn for myself to have such strength.

“Hongye, are you okay?”

A voice came, and Irie Kanata, the minister of Yamabuki Middle-School, was taking the players onto the field.

The group of Yamabuki Middle-School-people are also worried.

“I’m fine, Byōdōin Hōō didn’t-really attack me!”

Qiu Ting Hongye nodded.

“Um!

Irie Kanata was relieved.

After the game started, he was really afraid that Byōdōin Hōō would ruin the autumn leaves in a frenzied manner.

“Both parties salute!”

The referee’s voice came.

The players of the two teams came to the net and shook hands with each other.

The etiquette soon ended after the game, and Byōdōin Hōō also led the team to walk in the direction of Mifune Zongzheng.

Seeing this, the people present suddenly showed excitement on their faces.

“Zongzheng general, you should have entered the finals, right?

There was light in Byōdōin Hōō’s eyes.

If Rikkai enters the final of the national competition, it will be Rikkai and Makinofuji’s match three days later.

And he can also compete with Mifune Zongzheng, the main general.

“Do you think Rikkai loses?”

Mifune Zongzheng replied casually.

“Humph!”

Byōdōin Hōō gave a cold snort.

This year’s Rikkai is stronger than last year, and it is basically impossible to lose.

After getting the result he wanted, he took a deep look and turned away with the team.

The audience around who thought there was a good show sighed, but the two sides said a few words without expecting that there was no conflict at all.

“Let’s go too!”

Mifune Zongzheng watched Makinofuji leave, and then said.

The three-day competition is the final of the national competition. Makinofuji is not weak, so he must make good tactics.

“Yes!”

The Rikkai team nodded and followed Mifune after Zongzheng.

At 8 o’clock in the morning, Kaki-no-wood net court.

The semi-finals of the JR Conference will begin soon. The participants in this competition are mainly elementary school students with strong talents.

At this time, the Internet court has already been crowded.

There were spectators who came to watch, friends and relatives of players, and some newspaper reporters.

At the same time, among these audiences, there is also the figure of Mifune Zongzheng, who just finished the semi-finals of the national competition.

But because Mifune Zongzheng is wearing a big hat at this time, if you don’t pay attention, you can’t find that he is Mifune Zongzheng, so no one at the scene recognizes him.

After all, Mifune Zongzheng is still very famous in Japan, and its recognition is very high!

The purpose of Mifune Zongzheng’s coming here is naturally for Rikkai’s big future.

That’s why he came here after the semi-finals of the national competition.

At this time, Mifune Zongzheng looked up and looked around. In a corner of the court, three “familiar” teenagers were standing there waiting for the game to start.

Two of them were still whispering.

“Hands Kunimitsu, Sanada Genichiro and Seiichi Yukimura?!”

Mifune Zongzheng chuckled. The three of them are still in the sixth grade of elementary school, and they are not the future Minister Seigaku, the Emperor of Tennis, and the Son of God.

At the same time, these three people are also the purpose of Mifune Zongzheng’s coming here.

0……Look for flowers…

“Didi~”

Just as Mifune Zongzheng was looking at the three of them, a whistle blew, and there was a voice on the broadcast.

“The JR Conference semi-finals are about to begin, please prepare for the hand Kunimitsu player and Sanada Xianichiro!

The semi-finals of the JR Contest will begin soon.

The semi-final is divided into the first half and the second half. Kunimitsu and Ichiro belong to the first half, and Seiichi Yukimura and another player belong to the second half.

When the two games are over, there will be a competition for third place, and then the championship competition.

“Mr Zongzheng, are you also watching the JR competition?

Just as Mifune Zongzheng retracted his gaze to watch the game, a voice came from behind him.

Mifune Zongzheng turned his head and looked, only to see a middle-aged man walking towards him with a SLR camera hanging in front of him.

“Mr. Inoue Mamoru.

Seeing this person, a smile appeared on Mifune Zongzheng’s face, and he raised his hand to say hello.

The visitor is the editor-in-chief of Tokyo Tennis Monthly-Inoue Mamoru. Because they often interview Mifune Zongzheng, the two are considered old acquaintances.

“Does Mr. Zongzheng have juniors coming to participate in the competition?”

Maori Inoue nodded and asked curiously while sitting on the left of Mifune Zongzheng.

“no!”

“The main reason is to hear from others that there are a few talented players here, so just come and have a look!

Mifune Zongzheng replied

“Didi~”

At this moment, a whistle sounded and the JR Conference semi-finals had begun.

Mifune Zongzheng and Inoue Mamoru also retracted their thoughts of talking and looked at the stadium.

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