“Qingxue!”

Liu Lianer looked at the sunset in the sky, and felt a little sorry in her heart, her partner in elementary school, Qian Zhenzhi, went to Qingxue.

“Qingxue has not changed much this year, I haven’t entered the Kanto for four or five years, the system is hard, the first grade picks up the ball, and in the second and third grades, there is a minister Daiwa Daisuke is a bit of a level.”

Liu Lian’s second brain searched the database, after all, he didn’t pay much attention to Qingxue.

“This Yamato Daisuke was injured in the arm when he was in the second grade, and he has repeated it, but now he is not good, and their combat power is very worrying, not enough to be an opponent.”

Just a Yamato Daisuke, no matter how much he loves tennis, his strength is not bad, after all, it will not be a climate.

In the team competition, a hero of one person cannot make a team.

The three of them stopped talking.

Unexpectedly, the school that used to cultivate a Echizen Nanjiro has now been reduced to the point where it has not entered the Kanto Tournament for several years.

Because the three of them are affiliated high schools of Tachikai University, they have won the Kanto Grand Prix for twelve consecutive years and become the overlords of Kanto, so they did not hesitate to determine this school when they were in elementary school.

The Kanto fifteenth consecutive championship and the national three-in-a-row championship, this is their goal.

And the youth school… Since this is the case, there is no need to care.

“If we analyze it this way, Yamabuki is our opponent at the moment, and if nothing else, we will meet them at the Kanto Tournament.”

The regional tournament and the metropolitan assembly are all different because of the different regions, and they will not meet Yamabuki Middle School.

“Well, you can barely count as an ice emperor.” Liu Lianji added.

In his information, the overall strength of the Ice Emperor, how to say that it is also the strength of the whole country under the leadership of Yuezhi Yueguang, Yuezhi Yueguang has left in batches, and the rest should still be of some use, right?

Coupled with Keigo Jibe, who has been training tennis in the UK since he was a child, his strength is not detailed, but he can send all the second- and third-year seniors so high-profile, which shows that his strength cannot be underestimated.

Yukimura picked up the racket again, his handsome face seemed gentle, and after two more glances, he felt very indifferent and indifferent.

As he walked to the court, he said, “Go ahead, no matter what, we must win the game, we must do it, Lihai University championship, there is no dead end.” ”

Sanada responded, secretly vowing in his heart that he would “take revenge” on Tezuka.

Can’t relax!

More than a week after the start of junior high school, the tennis departments of each school entered a tense atmosphere.

Not only because of the main selection competition for each school, but also because of the regional competition that will be held at the end of the month.

It is the opening competition of another year to enter the national competition, although with the addition of new members and the injection of fresh blood, but how many of the strength level can be on the official field? How long can you stay on the official stage?

There was a person at this time, and that was quite anxious.

On the pitch of the youth school.

Bang, bang,

The members of the court continued to practice, but Yamato, as the minister, stood outside the stadium and observed everyone’s training results, but secretly shook his head in his heart.

“It seems that everyone has not made much progress.”

“What to do? The district competition is about to start, but his arm relapses because of the main selection match. ”

These thoughts keep appearing in his heart, and a person who is in a hurry will probably be chaotic in his heart.

Oishi Shuichiro was picking up balls for the seniors on the court, and when he looked back, he saw Minister Yamato with a sad face, although he couldn’t see his eyes while wearing sunglasses, but Oishi inexplicably felt his anxiety, nervousness, even disappointment, and then enthusiasm.

It’s really quite complicated, contradictory emotions.

He has been in the youth tennis club for more than a week, and he comes to pick up balls every day after school, and he has not played a good ball game for a long time.

I really miss the time at Kato Club, and Coach Kato still played happily with a few of them.

At the same time, he also learned that their minister, Yamato, had suffered an arm injury last year, which seemed to be quite serious.

However, the minister, who loves tennis immensely, wholeheartedly wants to lead the youth school to the Kanto Grand Prix again.

These two have been working hard, and now it is the last year.

But the arm relapses several times again and again because they have to play by themselves, because of their uncontending teammates?

Although I have been in rehabilitation, there is still more than a week to go, it is the district competition, it seems… It’s too late.

Ideal, it seems a little far away.

In short, Oishi has not seen Tezuka Fuji and Yakuzu in this group of seniors, and they are not even serious and rigorous enough.

“Hey! What are you looking at! Pick up the ball! ”

The senior yelled at the distracted Dashi.

Before Dashi could react for a while, a tennis ball smashed in his direction.

“Dashi be careful!”

A very agile figure suddenly rushed out and directly pushed the big stone down.

With a bang, the tennis ball smashed into the position of the big rock just now.

【Ask for flowers】


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