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Not far away from the stadium, Miyashita suddenly heard two familiar voices.

"You deliberately hurt people when you can't beat them! How could you do this?"

"Intentionally hurting people? Who said I hurt people on purpose! Little girl, which eye did you see?

Have any of you seen it? "

"without……"

"no!"

"Why are you like this? He obviously..."

……

"It seems to be Juxing?"

Miyashita took a closer look, and then saw that except for some spectators on the court, both parties to the argument were acquaintances.

One party is the Sasabe trio who bullied Echizen Ryoma, and they had a match with Miyashita on the tennis court before.

On the other side was Juxing and a young man with a green headband wrapped around his forehead.

"Shanchui's altar Taiyi?"

Miyashita was a little surprised.

"What's going on? Is this guy bullying you?" Miyashita glanced at Sasabe and asked Kikyo.

"Miyashita?"

Juxing was stunned for a moment, then was a little surprised.

"Huh? Is it you?"

Sasabe was also stunned. He looked at Miyashita and then at Tachibana, wondering what the relationship between the two was.

"Brother, I seem to remember that this woman seemed to have been with that guy last time."

Suddenly, Sasabe's little follower said.

"What? You didn't tell me earlier!"

Sasabe's expression changed.

He had also seen the Kanto Competition this time, and he had some impressions of Miyashita, but he didn't expect to meet him here!

"Miyashita, it's them!"

At this moment, Xiongda also stretched out his hand, pointed at Sasaki and said angrily.

"oh? "

Miyashita raised his head and glanced at Sasabe.

Unruly orange shoulder-length short hair, purple and white T-shirt... Sasabe looked at Yudai, and the expression on his face suddenly turned green and white.

"This may be a misunderstanding..."

His brows trembled and he spoke.

"That's not a misunderstanding. This guy is really ruthless. I just came here and saw that Yamabuki's Dan Taichi was injured."

Juxing stretched out her hand and suddenly said angrily.

Sasabe: "..."

"Then there's nothing to say, Sasabe-senpai, since you've hurt my friend, let's just fight!"

Miyashita took out the racket and pointed a finger.

"This... no need."

Sasabe smiled.

"Well, I'll only hit two balls. If you catch them, then I'll let you go."

Miyashita walked silently to the opposite side of the court, and then took out a tennis ball from his pocket.

"Two goals? Really?"

Sasabe looked happy after hearing this.

As the president of the Beigao Tennis Club, he thinks he is not weak in strength. Even if he is not as good as Miyashita Rin, he won't be unable to catch both balls, right?

"of course it's true."

Miyashita patted the tennis ball and then threw it into the sky.

Then there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and the tennis ball quickly passed through the ground and shot up from Sasabe's chin.

blah blah blah!

The next moment, a figure was hit and thrown away together with the racket.

……

"Ahem, it hurts...so fast!"

Sasabe struggled to stand up, holding his chin, feeling his mouth burning and painful.

It's like being completely numb.

"Big brother!"

"Boss!"

……

"There's still one more ball!"

……

The faces of several followers outside the court changed, and while Sasabe was still a little dazed, Miyashita swung the second ball!

……

Swish!

A huge golden ax shadow fell from the sky, and then landed on Sasabe's chest!

In an instant, Sasabe was knocked away again, and then his body fell heavily from the barbed wire fence and he fainted.

"Boss..."

"hiss……"

Several people who were relatively close to Sasabe watched this scene, and could not help but shed drops of cold sweat on their foreheads. They stared blankly at Miyashita taking several steps back.

They were all frightened.

"Take the person away, I think he should go to the hospital, but I don't want to see you again next time, otherwise... it will be more than just a coma."

Miyashita looked at several of Sasabe's followers and said with a half-smile.

"Yes Yes……"

The two followers nodded with cold sweat on their faces, and then dragged the person away with their slings in their arms.

……

"Thank you, it's all thanks to you this time, otherwise I don't know what to do."

Juxing waited for the people to leave, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Miyashita and smiled.

"That's right, thank you Miyashita-san." Taichi Dan also nodded crazily.

Then he looked at the gratitude on Miyoshi's face.

"Don't be too polite. If they trouble you again in the future, just tell me. But I think they won't be so unwise unless they have the ability to defeat me."

Miyashita looked at the two and smiled.

Sasabe's family background is actually quite deep. He is the president of the Hokusai Tennis Club, his younger brother is the president of Kakigi Bando Junior High School, and his father is also a frequent visitor to the Youth Taiwan Tennis Club.

But it's still far from world-class.

"Ah."

Ju Xing and Tan Tai nodded, then smiled and nodded in agreement.

"By the way, and you, don't hide this kind of thing in the future, do you hear me?"

Miyashita glanced at Xiongda behind him and patted his shoulder wordlessly.

"I...just don't want to be too troublesome..."

Xiongda smiled sheepishly.

"It's nothing to worry about. It just so happens that we haven't played for a long time. We still have some time, so why not just play a few games. Let me see if your strength has improved?"

Miyashita said without comment.

"what?"

"No need. Senior Tachibana and Taichi Tan can come together, I'll have no problem with that."

"..."

"..."

"One against three? It sounds interesting..." Juxing looked at Miyashita suspiciously.

"Miyashita-san wants to play tennis with us? Are three too many?" Dan Taichi scratched his head.

"No need..."

Xiongda's eyes lit up, and he was suddenly eager to try.

"Go ahead and do your best!"

……

……

the next day.

A bus was driving alone on a rough road.

The space on the bus was a bit empty, except for a handsome young man with black hair, not very old and not too tall, sitting on the left side by the window.

"This road is really bumpy."

Miyashita leaned on the back cushion of the seat, yawned and stretched a little tiredly.

I started walking at eight o'clock in the morning and have been walking for two or three hours. But there was no trace of the training camp at all.

"You've been waiting for a while. We'll be there just after passing this hill." The bus driver glanced in the rearview mirror and then laughed.

The next moment I turned a corner, a modern training base appeared in the distance.

"...Finally we're here, well...this road is better, but it's too painful..."

Miyashita breathed a sigh of relief, and then his expression showed a hint of expectation.

Finally, the bus drove for another seven or eight minutes and finally stopped outside the base.