Prince of Tennis: It's my system. My victory depends entirely on the host.

Due to the regulations of the competition organizing committee, this national competition will be a mixed event of singles and doubles.

This rule change did not affect Rikkai University. By now, Rikkai University's doubles ability had been trained by Marui Bunta.

The third opponent is Rikkai University's destined rival, Seigaku.

Yes, that’s right, it’s that Qingxue.

Originally, Seigaku was defeated by Hyotei in the Kanto Tournament and had missed out on the national tournament. However, because the national tournament was held in Tokyo this year, schools in Tokyo had a chance to be recommended by the Tennis Association.

The Tennis Association gave the opportunity to Seigaku for the sake of the samurai Nanjiro.

Upon hearing Yanagi Renji's notice, Marui Bunta, who was in training, paused, secretly looked at Niou Masaharu, and the two tacitly agreed on the itinerary after the activity.

After completing the training, Marui Bunta and Niou Masaharu changed into clean clothes and walked out of the school slowly.

The two of them bought a bottle of strawberry yogurt and grape soda respectively from the beverage machine at the school gate, and walked together to the beach not far from Rikkai University.

"Puff." Niou Yazhi opened the bottle of soda, and some of the cold soda came out of the bottle.

Marui Bunta found a clean rock on the beach and sat down, then he unscrewed the cap of the strawberry yogurt and took a sip.

The cold yogurt took away the heat from his body, and Marui closed his eyes and sighed comfortably.

Niou Masaharu found a seat next to Marui and sat down.

"I didn't expect that we would end up facing off against Qingxue."

The waves gently lapping against the shore were accompanied by Niou Masaharu's whispers.

The expression on the fraudster's face at this moment was very complicated, with a mixture of nostalgia and relief.

"Ah, are you scared?" Marui Bunta's closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was clearly a mockery in his eyes towards Nioh.

"How is that possible? I just feel a little sad. If we don't have this chance to start over, we will probably regret it for the rest of our lives."

Niou Masaharu clinked glasses of soda with Marui, "Speaking of which, I should also thank your unknown friend."

Marui looked at the relaxed white-haired fox beside him and said nothing. He just picked up the yogurt and clinked glasses with Niou again.

Yes, if it weren’t for 001, they might have really regretted it for the rest of their lives.

This match with Qingxue can be regarded as a complete end to all the previous things.

After that conversation at the beach, Marui and Niou completely broke free from their restraints and played tennis more leisurely.

Niou Masaharu's stagnant Shurado also revealed its full form. His Shurado is just like his nickname, a magician wearing a mask.

This was a pleasant surprise for Rikkai University, after all, they knew that they would begin their world tour after the national finals.

The stronger the companions, the more seats Rikkai University will occupy in the first army.

But that's all later. Right now, Rikkai University needs to focus on the match with Seigaku.

In order to settle the bad karma with Qingxue in the previous life, the list of contestants this time is still the same as that of the previous life.

On the day of the game, Marui Bunta took one last look at the Seigaku team, huh?

Is that guy with the hat and shivering all over Echizen Ryoma? Don't fool me!

After looking at Fuji Shusuke, who had an embarrassed face and apologetic eyes, Marui Bunta swallowed the sarcasm that was about to come out of his mouth.

Couldn't the samurai Nanjiro choose a better time to train his son?

He had to get stuck a few days before the game, causing his son to lose his memory before the game. It's really hard to evaluate this kind of father!

He pretended not to notice the frightened Horio and turned to chat with Genichirō Sanada.

After the national competition they had a week of free time and they decided to use this time to visit China again.

Genichirō Sanada bent down and got close to Marui so that he could chat with him in a low voice.

After the third year of junior high school, Sanada's body developed again and his height has exceeded 180 cm. Now he looks more mature.

Marui Bunta was struck by the cold fragrance that hit him in the face, and stared at Sanada's handsome profile in a daze.

Sanada looked down and noticed the obsession in Marui's eyes and chuckled. Bunta was so cute.

The teammates next to them stared speechlessly at the two people who ignored them and exuded the sour smell of love.

That’s enough! Wasn’t the other half who bullied them present?

Although Rikkai University did not tell anyone about Seigaku's impersonation, sharp-eyed people from other schools noticed that something was wrong with Seigaku.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke covered his right eye and looked sharply at Horio of Seigaku. Seigaku...

Shiraishi felt inexplicably unfair for Rikkai University where Kirihara Akasaya was. Do they have to suffer such injustice because they are the kings?

To make such a decision, the coach of Qingxue must be suffering from Alzheimer's disease!

In fact, not only Shiraishi felt sorry for Rikkai, but all the regular players of Hyotei were dissatisfied with this.

"Does Qing Xue think everyone is stupid? Who can't see such an obvious substitution?"

Mukaihi Taketo looked at Qingxue's unnatural expression coldly and snorted.

"Okay, Gakuto, Marui and the others didn't make a fuss."

Yuushi Oshitari also didn't like such shady means, but since Rikkai University did not report it, it meant that they also agreed with the other party's behavior.

Rikkai University has an extremely broad mind!

Thus, an awkward atmosphere spread between Rikkai University and Seigaku, and the two schools began the competition.

The first to play were Genichirō Sanada and Kunimitsu Tezuka.

Because of Marui Bunta's intervention, Genichirō Sanada no longer has that kind of obsession with Tezuka Kunimitsu in this life.

Genichirō Sanada had a bad look on his face, and a hint of sneer flashed across his almost cold face.

"I hope your strength hasn't declined!"

Genichirō Sanada turned and walked to the baseline and refused to shake hands with Kunimitsu Tezuka.

Sanada, who was used to competing with his opponents in a fair manner, did not ridicule Tezuka in person, which was a result of his extreme patience.

Genichirō Sanada's anger was reflected in his extremely destructive power. After the first game, the court on Tezuka's side was smashed to pieces by Sanada.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's Zero-style slice was completely useless against Sanada.

"No way, Buchou...he was actually beaten by Rikkai University's Sanada!"

Momoshiro Takeshi was so surprised that he could fit an egg in his mouth. In his mind, the invincible Tezuka was no match for Sanada's attack.

On the court, Kunimitsu Tezuka looked down at the many small pits on the ground and silently clenched his racket.

When he looked up again, his eyes were full of determination, and it was obvious that he had made a decision.

In the second game, the tennis ball hit back by Sanada flew strangely towards Tezuka Kunimitsu.

"What kind of move is this, Marui-senpai?"

Kirihara Akaya opened his eyes wide and looked curiously at the area under Tezuka Kunimitsu's feet.

Marui Bunta turned around and looked at Kirihara Akaya, "Akaya, you'd better not learn this move, it will cause great damage to your arms."

Kirihara Akaya looked at Marui's cold smile for a moment, then nodded obediently.

After hearing that it was bad for the body, Kirihara Akaya's enthusiasm for Tezuka Kunimitsu's cool move was greatly reduced.

He had been taught many times by his predecessors that all moves must be used with the least possible harm to the body.

He didn't understand why the president of Qingxue kept using that extremely damaging field regardless of his own health.

In the second game, Tezuka Kunimitsu's domain won the round, but he still frowned.

Because he knew that his domain would be invalid in the next round.

But the trio from Seigaku didn't know that. As they watched Tezuka win back a game, they proudly said that no one could beat the club leader of Seigaku.

As a result, in the next round, the trio was slapped in the face.

Genichirō Sanada used the Black Dragon Slash to break Tezuka's phantom.

"Use whatever tricks you have!"

Genichirō Sanada shouted to Kunimitsu Tezuka.

He really couldn't help his temper. Tezuka hadn't improved much since the JR match.

This made Sanada, who used to regard Tezuka as his rival, unbelievable.

Fuji Shusuke saw the sadness in Tezuka's eyes when he saw that he was still stubbornly trying to hold on even after his domain was broken.

Tezuka............

Is it worth sacrificing your arm for the tennis club of Seigaku?

Is the minister's legacy so important? So important that you don't care about your own future?

His heart was filled with fatigue. Perhaps they had parted ways the moment Tezuka became the president of Seigaku.

Sanada looked at the stubborn Tezuka and felt angry but also sad for him. Such a big tennis club actually asked him to sacrifice his health to win. This Qingxue tennis club was really not worth it!

In order to prevent the grandson of his grandfather's good friend from getting hurt, Sanada increased the speed of his attacks and used mental control to suppress Tezuka Kunimitsu.

20 minutes later, despite Tezuka's desperate fight, Sanada Genichirō still won the game 6:1.

After returning to the team, Sanada received a loving hug from Marui Fumita.

Marui Bunta's initiative left Sanada a little confused at first.

Is Bunta so happy just because he beat Tezuka Kunimitsu?

Sanada thought of Marui's experience in his previous life, and hugged Marui's shoulders with pity and brought him to his side.

He looked towards the Seigaku team, which seemed particularly depressed because of Tezuka's failure.

Fuji Shusuke stood outside the crowd and looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu who was surrounded by people. He pursed his lips, took his tennis bag and went out to warm up silently.

No one noticed Fuji Shusuke's departure. Hiroshi Yagyu, who was sitting in the audience, looked at Fuji's bleak back, his eyes flashed, and he also stood up and left the stadium.