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Even though he was a little flamboyant, Nioh still felt that he was thinking too much.

Nioh was not the only one who was attracted by Shenqi. Shenqi, who crossed the two-person-high block and landed with an umbrella, also attracted the Big Three of Lihai University Tennis Club.

Sanada walked out and said, "Student, idlers in the tennis club are not allowed to enter."

Shenqi raised his umbrella and looked up at the man who came out to speak.

He is tall, with healthy wheat-colored skin, wearing a peaked cap, and is unstoppable. He should be a person who learns kendo.

Shenqi once spied this kind of aura in Yinsang, the boss of Wanshiwu where his younger sister Kagura worked part-time.

But he only saw this momentum in him for a moment.

God asked, "Are you a teacher?"

Nioh behind couldn't help laughing and said, "Pfft, Sanada is very deceptive."

Sanada's already fair skin turned darker.

He said seriously: "Please leave the tennis department and don't affect the training of the tennis department."

Shenqi activated the intermediate identification technique, wanting to find the Yukimura Seichi he wanted to find directly from the people present.

[Sanada Genichiro, deputy director of the Tennis Department of the High School Affiliated to Lihai University...]

[Masaharu Nioh, member of the Tennis Club of Lihai University Affiliated High School, well-known fraudster, good at cosplay...]

……

[Seiichi Yukimura, head and coach of the Tennis Department of Rikkai University Affiliated High School, an ideal healthy person...]

I found it, Yukimura Seiichi.

A slight gust of wind blew past Sanada's side face, and the edge of the umbrella blew a long strip out of the clothes on his arms.

Sanada's pupils constricted, and the god prayed so fast that he could only catch his afterimage.

Shenqi found Yukimura Seiichi standing in the shade of the tree, and the tip of the folded umbrella picked up Yukimura Seiichi's coat that was draped over his shoulders.

The coat was held in God's arms, and he could smell the light washing powder on the coat.

He Tong knew: "I bought this dress, how much does it cost?"

Yukimura Seiichi had a smile on his face, but he could clearly feel his anger.

A man like a "goblin" is still pleasing to the eye when angry.

"You don't need money. If you beat me, this coat is yours. If you lose, you have to apologize to the members who were interrupted by you, including me."

The sunlight falling from the shade of the trees fell into his eyes, but his soft words were not to be questioned.

Shenqi took a look at him, because he was not thin after long-term exercise, but beating him might not mean looking for death.

He said sincerely, "Are you really going to fight me? I don't think you can beat me."

"..." Yukimura picked up the tennis racket on the ground and handed it to him, "It's playing tennis."

"Okay." Shenqi took the beat, and his fingers curled the braids at the back of his head in a daze, "This, how do you hit it?"

Kirihara Chi also complained: "Why don't you agree to play tennis with the minister?"

Shenqi replied truthfully: "I want Yukimura Seiichi to wear a coat that won't fall off, so I have to fight him."

Yukimura's anger suddenly disappeared, because he found that this inexplicable boy was just frighteningly honest.

Akira Kirihara also raised his tennis racket: "Look, this is how tennis is played."

The yellow ball was jumping in the air, and Shenqi barely understood how to play tennis.

He asked: "Have you ever played a block, and won if the opponent can't catch it when you don't pass the line?"

Kirihara Chi also nodded and said, "Probably so."

Shen Qi smiled and said, "Then I will."

Kirihara Chi also felt insulted: "You can still laugh, your opponent is the Great Demon King, you are miserable."

Before playing, Shenqi asked Yukimura, "Are you the Great Demon King?"

Yukimura immediately guessed who told him, and he smiled at Kirihara from a distance, making Kirihara shiver involuntarily.

Others are on the sidelines.

Nioh joked: "The important game to determine the ownership of Yukimura's coat is about to begin."

Yagyu pushed Nioh who was pressing on him away, and said coldly: "Your rippling tone makes people feel that what you are fighting for is not the ownership of Yukimura's coat, but the ownership of Yukimura himself."

Nioh raised his hands, stepped back and surrendered, "Yagyu, you said this yourself. Don't blame me. I don't want to play a coaching match with Yukimura later."

Fumta Marui chewed his gum and said, "Why does the minister play tennis with a kid who can't play tennis?"

Liu closed his notebook and said, "This is the best way to solve the problem."

The unknown young man was not kind, and the ability he just showed showed how powerful this young man is.

With super strong jumping ability and a speed too fast to be captured by the naked eye, I believe Yukimura already has his own judgment on this boy.

If he really wants to grab the coat, Yukimura has no way to stop it.

It is the best way for Yukimura to decide the ownership of the jacket with his good tennis.

However, barging into the tennis club to grab a coat seemed odd no matter how you looked at it.

Yukimura said: "For the sake of fairness, I will fight you with my left hand. As long as you win a ball, you will win, and the coat will belong to you."

Shenqi shook his head and refused: "I won't lose, so let's decide the winner with one goal."

Yukimura stood against the light, with a circle of light behind him, like a god descending from the mortal world.

He chuckled and said: "Tennis is not as simple as you think, and I am not..." As simple as you think.

Shenqi picked up the tennis ball on the ground: "Should I serve first?"

Tennis racket to throw high ball.

The friction between the violently rotating tennis ball and the air ignited sparks, the air became scorching hot, and the sparking tennis ball set off a wave of heat.

The tennis ball passed the block and cut through the net hit by Yukimura with unstoppable momentum.

The tennis racket was burnt with a hole and completely scrapped.

Liu's narrowed eyes opened, and Kirihara opened his mouth in disbelief: "Net, tennis court..."

Shenqi's ball cracked half of the tennis court, and the block was crumbling and fell down.

There is a one-meter-wide pit behind Yukimura, and in the middle of the pit is the gray ashes of burned tennis balls.

"Are you a human?"

The bubble gum blown by Marui Bunta burst and stuck to his mouth like an old man with a white beard.

Shenqi heard what Marui Bunta said, and blurted out: "It's not a human, it's a night rabbit!"

Liu's first reaction was to constantly deduce the power generated by the ball he just made on the notebook.

One ball destroyed the tennis court like this, Shenqi was a little guilty, and he muttered: "It didn't take much effort to become like this."

Yukimura Seiichi, who heard him muttering, was silent, and it didn't take much effort to turn the tennis court into a mess. If he used some strength, Likai might be destroyed.

Shenqi picked up the coat that had been carefully folded like a baby just now: "I won, does the coat belong to me?"

Yukimura: "...Yes."

Shenqi apologized, "I'm sorry, but I will pay for the repair of the tennis court."

"It's not your fault." Yukimura sighed, it was because he had never thought that this young man was as powerful as a bomb.

Shenqi pretended to take something out of his pocket, but actually took out the bank card given by Gojo Satoru from the panel space.

Ji said, you can't take out things out of thin air at will, and you can't make things disappear out of thin air, otherwise people will find out and cause trouble.

He took out a bank card and handed it to Yukimura reluctantly: "There is still some money in it, you can take the repair fee from here."

Yukimura did not refuse, the tennis court must be repaired, it would be great if the boy was willing to pay for it.

Shenqi took out his mobile phone: "I am Shenqi, let's exchange contact information. If there is money left on the card after the repair, can you return the card to me?"

His eyes were watery and eager like Bambi.

Appearances are so deceiving, who would believe this well-behaved-looking teenager ruined a tennis court.

Yukimura nodded in agreement: "Okay, I will contact Shenqi-kun when the time comes."

Reluctantly bid farewell to Wujo Wu's bank card, hoping that it would return to him with the remaining money.

In the past few days, Wujo Wu has received a lot of deduction text messages one after another. The deduction items include land repairs, lawn laying, and fence purchases...

Finally he couldn't help calling Shenqi: "Buy cement, buy sand... did you use my money to build yourself a house?"

"QAQ, Mr. Wutiao, I accidentally destroyed someone else's tennis court. I bought those to repair the tennis court."

Wutiaowu: "..."

No matter how rich he is, he still can't afford to support this prodigal...