The day I became a Demon King in Lihai University

"Little ghost, try six balls." The ghost took out another ball, and now it is six balls.

Amber bent down slightly, his eyes fixed on the small ball in the ghost's hand. After the opponent sent it, he really believed that he had really become stronger.

Seeing that Amber hit back six balls very smoothly, a gratified smile appeared on Ghost's face, and the two started to fight with six balls.

"He has become stronger~" Irie looked at Amber seriously with his face in his hands. He didn't expect this junior high school student to become so much stronger after only a few days.

Standing beside him, Yukimura nodded: "Amber has always been very strong." Otherwise, he wouldn't have directly entered the main election in the first year of junior high school, and even defeated Sanada.

Sometimes he would think, who is the ceiling of junior high school students, is it him or Amber?But no matter who it is, it is always Li Haida.

"Senior brought me here, what did you want me to see?" Yukimura was called by Irie before, and followed him here, but Irie didn't say what he wanted to do.

"Want to become stronger?" Irie raised his head, looking at Yukimura who looked down at him.

Yukimura blinked, and the smile in the purple pupils slowly bloomed, he said: "Irie-senpai is going to teach me to use mental power?"

His first thought about this curly-haired senior was that his mental power was too strong. As a player who was also proficient in mental power skills, Yukimura could still feel that Irie was unfathomable.

"You and An Anke are so interesting, but now that An An has been taught by ghosts, I don't dare to rob people. Besides, An An's tennis style is different from mine."

Hearing the nickname An'an, Yukimura was stunned for a moment, and then smiled while covering half of his face.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place." Irie took Yukimura and left the stadium like this. Amber has not found that Yukimura has been here until now.

"Little devil, the seventh ball!" The ghost added another ball, and after turning into a sparring of seven balls, the ghost even accelerated a little.

Amber had no choice but to grit his teeth and improve his hand speed, while Tokugawa watched blankly.

After Amber was tired and lay down on the court, Tokugawa came to Amber and told him: "Rest for half an hour, and then fight with me."

Amber, who was about to vomit, turned over, he didn't want to see Tokugawa's face for the time being.

Half an hour later, Amber stood opposite Tokugawa, looking at the iceberg face of Tokugawa's senior, Amber suddenly thought of Tezuka.

"What are you in a daze for?" Tokugawa's icy voice suddenly sounded, and there was a piercing wind in his ear, "Boom!" A ball flew behind Amber.

Tokugawa was a little upset, why would he be in a daze when playing with him, but not with ghosts?

Amber picked up the ball silently. He recalled how he had grasped the power of the Demon King's domain in his dream, and then a scarlet air flow slowly began to rise under his feet.

With a racket as a sword, the opponent is his enemy, so the tennis ball is his weapon.

"Hiss!" Amber's serve was as fast as ever, and there was a hissing sound because the ball was too fast and cut through the air.

But even if the power becomes stronger, Tokugawa and the others can easily catch it, "The power is not enough!"

Amber stared at the yellow ball flying towards him, the devil's eyes appeared again, everything seemed to be cut, even Tokugawa became a bone in Amber's eyes.

Amber could see his every move clearly.

"Tai Chi, move, block and beat!" Using the racket as a fist and his left hand as a palm, Amber's method can be used to attack, retreat or defend, and the scarlet air surrounds him.

All of Tokugawa's attacks were under the watchful eyes of Amber. Facing the scarlet eyes, Tokugawa intensified his attacks.

On the other side, the members of Lihai University who also completed the training silently put on their own weights. Now that Amber and Yukimura are away, they can only train themselves.

Liu took out his notebook, and on the second day, he had already formulated a series of training plans according to the environment here.

Zhe Zhi watched the group of Lihaida teenagers return to the court with their loads and start sparring. Sitting in the black part of the monitoring room, he looked at the information in his hand and re-examined them.

The information is a bit different from their current situation. Not to mention anything else, in terms of physical strength alone, the weakest Marui shows a value of 3.5, but looking at his current state, it is obvious that he has reached a value of 4.

"People from Lihai University...everyone is a little monster." On the top of the table are two documents, one is Xie Anbo's and the other is Yukimura Seichi.

Yukimura Seiichi, speed 4.5, strength 4, physical strength 5, technique 6, mental strength 6, is the same mental power player as Irie.

Xie Anbai, speed 5, strength 6, physical strength 5, technique 5, mental strength 5, strength tends to be ghosts, but mental strength is not low.

These two are also the junior high school students that Kurobe is most satisfied with. He has been paying attention to these two people since the national competition.

He switched the surveillance video to Yukimura and Amber's court, and saw that the two were already lying on the ground, but Irie and Tokugawa on the opposite side were not in good condition.

Irie clutched his head, he had just fallen into Yukimura's dream, if not for his higher mental power than Yukimura, maybe he wouldn't be able to get out.

And Tokugawa was obviously even more embarrassed. The stadium behind him would have been destroyed, and the big hole in the iron net was still smoking.

Tokugawa clutched his stomach, just now Amber's last ball hit him in the waist, almost knocked him into the air.

He stood next to Amber, looking at this junior high school student who didn't look like a violent tennis player at all. The last ball just reminded him of Byodoin Phoenix.

"Get up." Tokugawa pushed him, but Amber was really tired. He fought a ghost before, and now he fought with Tokugawa again. Is it a wheel fight between the two of them?

"An'an~Little An'an~" Zhongdao also squatted beside Amber, he reached out and poked Amber's face, "Get up and have a fight with me."

Amber was panting, and was almost pissed off by Taneshima before he finished fighting Tokugawa!

He lay prone on the court, ignoring Zhong Dao's request, but the two seniors actually picked him up and carried him to the rest area.

"Nah, come, come, drink some water, wait for you for half an hour and we will continue~" Taneshima thoughtfully unscrewed the bottle cap for Amber.

Amber couldn't help rolling his eyes. If he played with Zhongdao later, he would definitely not be able to climb back to the dormitory today!

"Daba!" Amber sat paralyzed, he didn't want to move at all.

Closing his eyes, ignoring what Tanejima was whispering in his ears, Amber fell into a brief sleep.

When he woke up, it was already dusk, Tanejima and Tokugawa had already left, and Yukimura was sitting next to him.

"Are you awake?" Yukimura was also sweating profusely. After he and Irie finished practice, he went to extra training by himself. It was only later that he found Amber sleeping here.

"Let's go!" Yukimura stood up and held out his hand to Amber. It was time to eat dinner.

Amber looked at the sunset not far away, and suddenly asked: "What do you think Sanada and the others are doing?"

Yukimura froze for a moment, he also thought of the eliminated teammates, although he knew that they would meet again soon, but when he thought of the previous elimination...

"Who knows? I'm guessing they're still training? Amber, we have to speed up a little bit, or else they'll come back with too much strength, and we'll be the ones who will be ashamed."

Amber rubbed his wrist, picked up his tennis bag, and went to the restaurant.

On the other side, in the loser group, Mifune looked at Kirihara, who was staring at him with staring eyes. This kid just ran over and said that he needed more training.

"Oh, I finally understand that I'm a waste, are you going to make progress?" Mifune still looked like he needed to be beaten.

Kirihara clenched his fists tightly, he was still thinking about his team uniform, but now only the uncle can help him become stronger quickly.

Mifune took a sip of wine, went back to his room, looked back and saw that Kirihara was still standing there blankly, he roared angrily: "Is it wood? Come in!"

Kirihara pursed his lips, followed Sanfune into the wooden house, and then he saw this sloppy uncle rummaging through a box, and took out a Lihaida team uniform.

"Where... did you get this team uniform?" Kirihara wanted to reach out to take a look, but Mifune didn't stop, and handed it directly to him.

Kirihara looked over and over again, and finally found a familiar big head, this is the one he was wearing before!

But uniforms aren't...

Mifune stretched out his tail finger and licked his ears, and said impatiently: "Do you think I'm really that kind of person? I keep all the clothes with me. When you have enough strength, you can win back!"

After speaking, he snatched the team uniform from Kirihara's hand, stuffed it back into the cabinet, and locked it in front of his face.

"Don't try to steal the team uniform! Once I find out that the team uniform is missing, all of you will get out of here." When Mifune was warning Kirihara viciously, the kid in front of him instantly changed from a hedgehog to a soft mass of kelp.

"Woo...the clothes senior gave me are still there!" The next second, Kirihara threw himself on Mifune and gave him a big hug.

"Coach woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo coach!" Mifune wanted to push Kirihara away but held back.

"Okay! It's not that simple to get the team uniform back! You have to pass my training!" Originally, Mifune never thought about throwing away their team uniforms.

Before, I just wanted to stimulate them, but now I took it out to give them a sweet date.

"Coach!" Kirihara shouted loudly, the voice was so loud that Mifune's ears were ringing.

"Please give me more training! I want to get my jersey back! I can do any training!"

The evening light shone into Kirihara's eyes, and the light that had been lost because of the team uniform was rekindled.

If he didn't have a team uniform, Kirihara would still be training, but he wouldn't be as excited as he is now, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin, with a silly smile on his face.

Mifune looked at him so stupidly, and couldn't help laughing himself. He originally wanted to take it out when they returned, but he didn't expect that this brat would offer to train.

Then take this news as a reward.