Disciples are good, dolls are bad

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At this moment, Ryoma came out of the store, and Sakura looked up and saw him.

"Ah, Ryoma-kun!" Ryoma turned his head, Sakura ran over and saw the bag in his hand.

"Ah, is that the jersey of the selected player?"

"Yes, just made it."

"Yes, is it? It's too powerful, can you let me see it?"

"I'll be wearing it at practice tomorrow."

"Ah...well...that's...sorry..." Sakura bowed her head in disappointment.

"En..." Ryoma looked at her, then sighed slightly.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Sakura felt a gust of wind brushing her cheeks, raised her head in surprise, and saw Ryoma put on that jersey.

"Well, it's just right." Long Mala pulled the corner of her clothes and looked at it, showing a satisfied smile.

"Ah..." Sakura looked at him blushing, and said happily, "Ryoma-kun, I want to congratulate you on becoming the official player!"

"Thank You."

Ryoma turned around and walked back, Sakurano ran to him and looked at him happily.The two were walking home together, and the two shadows behind them were drawn long by the setting sun.

At this time, an electric car stopped not far behind them.

"En..." I propped my chin and looked at the two people who were in a good mood, and sighed slightly, "Oh, forget it, let's not bother them."

Ryoma and Sakura were walking side by side, suddenly a figure flashed past beside him.

"Ah, that...isn't Senior Sister Doll?"

"..." Long Ma also looked up, and the figure had already driven away.

"Senior Sister Wa is so amazing, she has become an assistant teacher of the Martial Arts Club at such a young age."

"...She's here to make money." If there was no money to make, she wouldn't do such troublesome things. (Ryoma, you know her well, she is indeed a "cohabiting" roommate living under the same roof)

Ryoma sighed slightly.Every time she was asked to compete, she refused to agree. Did she really win against that old man?How strong is she?I can't see it at all...

When Ryoma returned home, he saw that familiar figure dangling back and forth in the kitchen busy again.

As I was busy cooking, I turned around and suddenly saw the kid standing aside.

"Wow! I was taken aback. Are you back? How are you chatting with Sakurano? Are you happy?"

"How do you know..." Long Ma's face was full of surprise.

"How could I not know? Hey, did you have a good chat?"

"you saw it?"

"Yeah, hey, I'm a good person, I didn't bother you, I gave you a chance to be alone."

"..." What kind of opportunity to be alone?It's nothing, it's like what you're talking about. (What is that "what"?)

"Hey, what exactly do you want to agree to compete with me?"

"Ah? It's a competition again? Didn't I say it? I won't compete with you."

"Why? You compared with my dad last time, why can't I?"

"Because you are a child."

"..." Long Ma was so angry that he didn't make a sound for a long time.

I turned my head to look at him, Ryoma looked sullen.

"Hey, do you really want to compete with me that much?"

"Because you defeated your old man, I want to see how strong you are."

"Strong? Well, let me tell you the truth. I was able to defeat him because I had practiced martial arts and possessed peerless martial arts. Even if I wanted to defeat the strongest tennis player in the world, I would have no problem. Do you understand?"

"what?"

"Tsk, why are you so slow, kid?" He scratched his head.How do I explain it to him before he understands?

"That is to say... well, let me give you an example. For example... your body suffered internal injuries or you accidentally fell or broke your arm. I can heal you quickly. This, that is Internal strength. When I was playing against that old man, half of the energy I used was internal strength, and the other half was some other martial arts. For example, the Tai Chi Bagua array can buffer the opponent's powerful ball first, and then It won’t have such a strong impact when picked up. There are other very powerful martial arts and the like. Explain this way, do you understand?”

"... I don't understand." What a mess.

"...You child, how can I teach you? Well, in a word, even if you compete with me, you will never beat me. It should be said...you can't beat me because you haven't practiced. Martial arts."

"You mean... you have to let a stronger player come to beat you?"

"No, even if you are the number one tennis player in the world, it's useless, and you can't beat me."

"..." Ryoma frowned.

"Understand?"

"...NO."

"..." Is this child's mind filled with mud?I really want to slap him to death!

"Go, go, children are playing, don't bother me, sister, I'm busy, get out!" Pushing the annoying kid out.

"..." Ryoma turned around, frowned and looked at someone who continued to be busy.

This person... I must defeat her!

prince9．Visit the House of the Samurai

Saori Shiba and Mamoru Inoue, the editor of the monthly tennis magazine, drove to Ryoma's house.

"Senior Inoue, are we going to Echizen Nanjiro's residence now?"

"Yes."

"Since our last hasty departure, what if he's not the man we're looking for?"

"No problem, it's a reporter's intuition."

"Intuition? Reliable?"

"I heard from Mr. Ryuzaki that Echizen Nanjiro has an apprentice who is very strong in tennis. I heard that Nanjiro was defeated by her."

"So strong? Does his apprentice also live in his house?"

"Well, I heard that he is boarding at his house, so I can see you later."

"The person who can defeat the samurai Nanjiro must be a person who has practiced tennis for many years. He must be very old, right? Isn't he also an old man?"

"I heard from Mr. Ryuzaki that it's not as big as we imagined. You can see it when you see it."

"En? Then, what is this?" Saori suddenly saw something like a writing board beside him.

"Just look at it and you'll find out."

"Is it a signature pad?"

"Correct."

"Really?"

"kindness!!"

The Youth Academy at this time.

Tezuka walked into Sumire Ryuzaki's staff room.

"coach."

"Oh, Tezuka. How's it going? How are the kids practicing?"

"Senior Sister Doll is supervising them."

"You asked the baby to supervise them? Hehe..." Ryuzaki Sumire was stunned, and then suddenly laughed.

"What's wrong?" Tezuka looked at her strangely, Ryuzaki Sumire stood up and went to the window to look at the tennis court downstairs.

The scene in Ryugasaki Sumire's eyes at this time: Someone is standing on the sidelines with arms crossed in high spirits.

"No! The arm is too hard and it won't hit well! Relax!"

"Ah, yes!"

"Burning~Burning~" Takashi Kawamura shouted excitedly, waving his tennis racket.

"And that big brother with split personality who is going crazy over there!" I impatiently pointed my finger at the crazy big brother with split personality, but he was still in a state of madness.

I reached out to pick up the tennis ball on the side, and quickly smashed it over. The racket in his hand fell to the ground with a "crack!", and the whole person calmed down.

"Brother, please count on me, can you not run away every time you get a racket? You are a dinosaur!"

"Yes, sorry!"

"There are those brats who are deserting over there! Don't think I didn't see it. Although I am highly myopic, don't forget, I wear glasses! So I can see your actions clearly! Don't I want to get away with it!"

"Yes Yes!"

"Listen to me, if you want to enter the country, your current tennis strength alone is not enough! The reality is very cruel! You should also understand that if you don't be a hunter, you will become a prey! This world is originally The weak prey on the strong, natural selection, survival of the fittest, full of murderous intentions everywhere, if you are not careful, you may be killed!" (Does this mean that you are going to fight?)

"Yes!"

"Listen to me clearly! I am the savior sent by God to save you! Call me 'Queen' from today onwards! Bow down under my great power! I will lead you into the country and win the national championship! "

"Yes! Long live the Queen!"

"Long live the queen! Long live the queen!"

"Still a long way to go……"

"..." Ryuzaki Sumire and Tezuka standing by the window were both ashamed.

"... Coach, did I do something wrong?" After a moment of silence, Tezuka's faint voice sounded.

"...what do you say?"

"..." Tezuka had never regretted it so much as now.Really shouldn't trust the so-called "manager"...

"By the way, coach. Baby-senpai, she... really defeated Echizen Nanjiro?" No matter how you look at it, she doesn't seem to be such a powerful person...

"What? Do you care?" Ryuzaki Sumire looked at him and smiled meaningfully.

"...En. After all, Qingxue is in need of strong players right now."

"This matter...you'd better not pay too much attention to it." Ryuzaki Sumire walked and sat down at the desk, and Tezuka looked at her suspiciously.

"why?"

"Baby's tennis is different from yours. Even if you compete with her, you can't beat her."

"..." Tezuka was taken aback in surprise.

"I also talked to Wawa and Nanjiro about Wawa's defeat of Ryoma's father. Wawa didn't care at all, but Nanjiro wanted her to help Ryoma train his tennis skills. Ryoma has been playing tennis recently. Chasing the doll and asking her to compete with him, but the doll keeps refusing."

"Rejected? Why?"

"although