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"6:4—"

"The winner, Li Haida!"

"Oh oh oh!!!!!!"

After this long and torturous singles match, a burst of cheers erupted in the Kanto finals.

When shaking hands in front of the net, the first-year Qingxue Xiaozhu raised his head, and his amber cat eyes were burning with a strong fighting spirit.

"You are strong." Echizen Ryoma said.

Yukimura Seiichi smiled, "You're not bad either."

"Next time, I will beat you."

The boy put on his white peaked cap again, and said firmly.

Yukimura Seichi readily accepted the challenge: "Then I'll wait."

After shaking hands, the team members of Lihai University rushed down the field and surrounded their ministers with excited expressions.

"Great minister, you are indeed the strongest!"

"As expected of you, Yukimura."

"Lihai's three consecutive hegemony, there is no dead end!"

Surrounded by his team members, Yukimura Seiichi showed a mad and confident smile.

"Of course," he said.

The victor turned his head to look at his opponent behind the net. The first-year student of Qingxue was being helped up by his seniors, who were also surrounded by a crowd to greet him.

Although the first grade did not turn the tide and bring victory to Qingxue, it is already a big improvement for Qingxue to come all the way here. Therefore, although they are disappointed, they are more concerned about their small players who may have been hit.

After all, since Echizen Ryoma participated in the Kanto Competition until now, he has never been defeated, and the kind-hearted seniors will naturally worry that their elementary school students will be decadent because of this.

As everyone knows, in tennis, Echizen Ryoma has been hit hard since he was a child. There is an unscrupulous father in his family and an elder brother who loves to play tricks on him. His ability to resist pressure is definitely stronger than any of the seniors present.

"I'm really fine, seniors, don't worry."

Echizen Ryoma's hands were pulled away, allowing his seniors to massage his limbs. This match really took all his strength.

It is a pity that he did not win after all his efforts, but this did not dampen his enthusiasm.

Who made him lose every day from the time he took the tennis racket? Losing to Minister Li Hai in the final of the Kanto Tournament will only allow him to set a new goal.

It's just that I'm still a little upset today.

It was agreed that we would come to see him play, where is that guy?

"Echizen-kun of Aigaku will be a formidable enemy."

Seeing the small pillar of Seigaku over there slowly slowing down, and looking back at the energetic faces of the team members, Seiichi Yukimura praised without hesitation.

The only second-year member among the candidates said carelessly: "Even if it is a strong enemy, it is not your opponent, Minister."

Yukimura smiled and shook his head: "He's only in the first grade, it's already amazing that he can fight with me to this extent."

This junior Qingxue is amazing. He had obviously deprived him of his five senses in the match just now, but he was able to break free from behind and figured out a way to deal with it.

What a frightening rate of growth.

Although he had the upper hand and won this game, he will be Li Haida's formidable enemy in the future.At that time, how will Chi deal with this fast-growing little samurai?

The Kanto Competition entered the awarding stage, and in the white light of the camera, the khaki color once again became the most beautiful scenery on the field.

"Fifteen consecutive championships in the Kanto Contest, as expected of Lihai University."

"Even a young warrior, can't beat the Son of God now?"

The two reporters who kept taking pictures with their cameras couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Li Haida has always been the overlord of Kanto tennis. Isn't that what you said, senior?"

The charming female reporter stood beside him, carefully looking at the materials captured today one by one, and said carelessly.

"I said it, but I didn't expect Qingxue to fail to break the dominance of Lihai University. It really is an old and strong school."

The older seniors said so.

After all, Echizen Minamijiro is his idol, so he will naturally pay too much attention to the idol's children.That kid is also very good. Originally, he thought that if he lost an important game, the opponent's mentality would fluctuate, but he didn't expect it to be stable.

"But Ryoma-kun still doesn't look very happy."

The younger generation around him suddenly said such a sentence, and he quickly looked over: "What is it?"

"Senior, look."

The female reporter handed the camera in front of his eyes and asked him to look at the photo.

A young man with dark green short hair stood in the middle of the court and waited for the game to start. He grabbed the net and looked up in a certain direction with a somewhat unhappy expression.

"Oh, this is before playing, it really doesn't look good."

"Mr. Longma seems to be looking for someone."

The younger generation pressed the front and back pictures, and indeed the boy's eyes swept over the audience several times, and he could even see the disappointment in the other party's eyes after zooming in.

"Are you looking for Nanjiro?"

The senior thought for a while, and could only come up with this answer.

On the other side, the teenagers who were about to embark on their return journey were also asking questions.

"Little one, little one, you look really upset, are you really all right?"

The third-year senior flew up, hung most of his body on the opponent, and said with a pout.

"Senior Kikumaru, you are very heavy."

Echizen Ryoma lowered his hat and said without hesitation.

"Eiji come down quickly, Echizen's strength hasn't recovered yet."

The always reliable deputy director of Qingxue said helplessly when he pulled his always unreliable partner from the junior student.

Echizen is still growing, and Eiji is not afraid of making him short if he pounces every day.

"Oh, I know Dashi."

Kikumaru Eiji muttered something, his voice was weak like a cat being grabbed by the back of the neck.

"But you, Echizen, are just in a bad mood, aren't you still thinking about the game just now?"

Takeshi Momoshiro scratched the back of his head and said carelessly.

"In the competition, if there is a loss, there is a win. Don't you think I also lost, senior?"

"That's right, Echizen, don't get entangled. Although it's a pity that we didn't win the championship, the runner-up is not weak."

The seniors may have been awkward and bluntly comforted their ears, Echizen Ryoma lowered his hat uncomfortably, and said, "I'm not in a bad mood because I lost."

"What's going on?" Fujisuke said softly, "Echizen, if you have something, you must tell the seniors."

Echizen Ryoma was silent for a while, and finally said: "Someone agreed to watch my game, and they came before, but not today."

Although that guy did not appear at the front of the auditorium in the previous games, he could always see the man in black and trousers standing there from a magical height before or after the game, watching him under the hood With a cynical smile.

But not today, he searched the entire auditorium, including the various steel frames above the arena to support the building, street lights, roofs, etc., but there was no trace of Echizen Ryuya.

He thought of the stranger he saw in the yard of his house before, and cousin Nanako said that they were Long Ya's former relatives.

So, is Long Ya going to leave without saying goodbye?

Or did something else happen to him?

Ever since those strangers appeared last time, Echizen Ryoma, who had never seen his cheap elder brother, felt a certain uneasiness in his heart.

"So this is ah!"

The seniors who thought he was still struggling with the game breathed a sigh of relief and patted him on the shoulder.

"If you want to know if you haven't come, then go back and ask!"

He also thought, if he could find that guy.

"Speaking of which, Coach Ryuzaki said that we would treat us to barbecue after the game. Does that count?"

The slapstick teenagers turned the topic to the coach in front of them, and there were all kinds of hints inside and outside the words.

The coach who had been listening to the movement behind laughed "haha" and said, "Forget it!"

"Oh oh oh long live Coach!"

The teenagers clamoring to eat barbecue once again met their rivals during the day at a well-known local barbecue restaurant.

The main players of Lihai University happened to be sitting in the bakery opposite, and the VIP room next door happened to be Bingdi.

Although the team styles of the several school teams are completely different, and they are also opponents on the court during the day, they are all just junior high school students after all, and they don't have any deep hatred.Therefore, after the game, the two sides can still coexist peacefully for a period of time.

Then, under the tumult of several team members from the three schools, they started a barbecue competition.

During the period, some team members raised the issue of bills, and the most embarrassing Minister of the Ice Emperor waved his hand, saying that today's uncle was happy all on his head, and the vigorous barbecue competition of the three schools officially started.

The energetic boys were making such a fuss that they hardly noticed that the night outside the window was gradually changing gradually.

The moonlight is like a thin ice veil, covering the street layer by layer, and the entire building is covered with frost.

And the humans on the street didn't even notice it.

There were pitch-black shadows chasing huge monsters and galloping past, and a team of men in black holding knives formed an enchantment below them, and locked those monsters in the enchantment to prevent them from being frightened when the evil spirits were eliminated later. Humans in the sun.

The icy moonlight shone on the window lattice, Oishi Shuichiro of Seigaku put the water cup on the window lattice, and the shinigami who was standing there arranging the barrier was startled by his action, forgetting that the other party couldn't see him, he shook his hand, and Zanpakuto tilted to the side At the same time, a wrong seal was formed on one side.

By the time he realized that he wanted to make up for it, it was too late. Hua Guang rose from the ground, covering the whole world, and also caged the tennis boys in the building.

The Grim Reaper in the Shiba outfit froze. He was a new Grim Reaper who graduated from Mao last year. He was transferred to work in the real world, and now he is following the other party to hunt down the monsters who escaped from Kyoto.He was obviously very careful, but something went wrong.

It shouldn't matter, I'm standing here and guarding, and the leader of the team is the talented captain of the [-]th squad, he will definitely be able to quickly deal with that Kyoto evil spirit.

Little Reaper kicked himself up, but suddenly felt a sight behind him looking at him, and when he turned around, that sight disappeared again.

When the Grim Reaper landed on the window lattice with a knife, Seiichi Yukimura, who happened to be sitting not far from the opposite side, had already seen it. He thought it was the Grim Reaper passing by to save his soul, but the large frosty ice flower outside the window seemed to be more than that. .

He got up quickly, pretending to go to get the seasoning, and glanced outside.

This time, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

In his eyes, the outside world has been enveloped by an enchantment at some point, and the air is filled with a mass of pitch-black evil spirits, exuding disgusting resentment.

Not far in front of Wraith, there was a petite figure in a white feather weave with his back facing him and slowly drawing a knife.

Good eyesight allowed Yukimura Seiichi to see a big "ten" written on the haori.

Captain of the [-]th Division? !

Seiichi Yukimura's hands trembled slightly, and even the captain came out. What's going on?

He returned to his seat resolutely, and called back the team members who he and the other school were about to fight together.

His face was too ugly, and when his aura sank, the teenagers from the other two schools couldn't help but look sideways.

"Yukimura, what's wrong?"

Atobe Keigo asked first, while Tezuka Kunimitsu also looked at him.

Yukimura Seiichi: "Nothing."

It's just that they may not be able to leave for the time being.

Just for a moment, he heard a hoarse voice from outside, even a little childish.

"Sit upright in the frosty sky, Hirinmaru—"

Under the moonlight, the frost dragon roared down, swallowing those evil spirits into its belly with an aura that could freeze everything.

The world froze in an instant.

The blossoming frost flowers accompanying the ice dragon were reflected in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes, as if the blue-purple glass was full of clear light.

Echizen Ryoma, who was sitting next to Senior, looked up at the window, then at Yukimura Seiichi, with a thoughtful face.