must love tennis

When Akutsu appeared in the arena, carried Kawamura covered in blood and threw it in front of them, the audience became silent.I don't know if it's because the hostility of this guy who suddenly appeared is too obvious, making people wonder if the Yamaguchi-gumi entered in disorder—or, it's just that Ishida Yin's wave ball was simply shocked and speechless.

That's true... bloody.

Such a tragic scene has already made many people unable to bear to watch it any longer.

But Yakutsu is by no means the kind of guy who would engage in sensationalism.

He strode forward, pursing his lips, still with that ruthless look, as if sending Hecun back was just a matter of hand, then put his hands back into his trouser pockets, turned around and was about to leave.When passing the steps, he caught a glimpse of Ryoma sandwiched between Atobe and Fuji out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but pause.

...what the hell?

The muscles on his face twitched slightly, and his eyes were a little strange.

"Hi," Ryoma greeted him nonchalantly, "Why are you here?"

Yajiujin stared at them for a while, then withdrew his gaze, and said slowly: "I heard that there are violent incidents here, just take a look."

Okay, so you are the guardian of Tokyo Peace Town?

Yajiujin smiled coldly: "The result is nothing more than that."

Yeah, who would've thought they'd be bloodier playing tennis than when they were hunted down by gangsters down the alley?Who would have thought of this? ?

"Oh, really," Ryoma replied dryly, "then I should be thankful that you didn't beat me to the bone that day?"

Yajiujin snorted and snorted, "Little devil, if you want to fight, come to me when you grow up."

They watched the king of gangsters swagger away, and the rest of the audience let out a sigh of relief.

Dashi and the others hurriedly bandaged Hecun's wound, and asked about his health for a while, wishing to help him share some of the injury.He himself just smiled in relief.

He did it, and he didn't win the game purely by brute force.Of course, strength is also important, but in this match, it is more important to hold on to the confidence, and a little bit of skill on the last ball with a little spin.

"Great, I finally won, and I didn't hold you back—"

"What nonsense, Aaron!" Kikumaru didn't dare to slap him on the shoulder as usual, but landed on the back of the chair behind him. With a bang, the slap made his palms ache, but he didn't care about that. Too much, "Didn't I say, we will go to the end together!"

"Well, so, I'll leave it to you guys." Kawamura smiled, and immediately grinned from the wound on his face.

Taocheng was in a hurry: "Ah, senior, please bear with me, Haitang—give that to me!"

"Forget about your hand strength, I'll do it." Haitang was also unceremonious, sitting over and pushing him away.

Oishi sighed slightly, tied the bandage on his arm, and looked at Kawamura's bruised and purple shoulders, knowing that this was indeed his last match.

It is really fatal to be injured like this... Tomorrow's final, that is, if they win and enter the final, it is impossible for him to recover so quickly.

No matter how sad he felt, Dashi held back, said nothing, and continued to help him apply the medicine.

The current bandaging is only to temporarily stop the bleeding and relieve the pain, and he must be sent to the hospital immediately.Thinking of this, Dashi smiled wryly again. Since when have they become regular visitors to the hospital?

At this time, Ryoma raised his head, watched Tezuka take out the tennis racket, and stopped in front of them.

"Don't you let go?" He said casually, his gaze fell below.

Ryoma froze for a moment, oh, he wasn't talking to her.She turned her head to look at Fuji.

"Will this affect you?" Fuji sighed, and let go of Ryoma's wrist, "Okay, I'll lend you our mascot."

Ryoma was shocked: "When did you become a mascot again?"

"Maybe it's just that I can't find a more suitable adjective for the time being, right, Fuji?" Atobe held his chin and looked at them with unclear meaning.

As soon as Ryoma was free, he stood up quickly, away from these two people, and almost collided with those who followed behind.Tezuka reached out to support her.

"Cough," Ryoma thought for a while, and didn't know what to say. After holding back for a long time, he raised his head solemnly and looked at him, "I hope I can stop warming up. I don't want to talk to a narcissist who wears cat ears." Going out for a run -- that's too weird!"

Qian Ren couldn't help laughing, turned his head and shook his shoulders.

Tezuka also seemed to have a smile in his eyes: "Understood."

"Hey, hello!" Someone behind shouted dissatisfiedly, "What are you talking about?"

Ryoma turned a deaf ear: "Then please minister."

"Have you noticed? Actually, there are quite a lot of people watching the game today." Gan pushed his glasses, "I'm not sure if I'm here for you, Tezuka."

"Yeah." Tezuka responded lightly.

Looking around for a week now, the auditorium is much busier than it was before the opening.As the competition heated up, many people came in one after another, and they could already see many familiar figures.

Some of the opponents I knew before were already in Tokyo, so it was convenient to watch the game, such as Saint Rudolph, Hyotei, Yamabuki Junior High School and so on.There are also those who came from other places, lost the game and have not returned yet, and want to stay to watch the finals, such as Liujiaozhong and Lushanzhong.

Next, there was Fudo Peak who was eliminated in the previous round and was eliminated by Sitianbaosi.They even sat in the seats behind the Qing Xue players without hesitation, and did not hide their inclinations.

There are also some, of course, supporters of Sitianbao Temple, or pure strangers, watching the two strong teams fight for the semi-final gimmick.

Of course Tezuka will not feel pressured by the large audience.

A player like him has long been used to being watched by everyone.On the contrary, those who followed him were not used to his appearance so early——

"Doubles? Are you kidding me!"

In the huge arena, there were whispers of surprise.

Even Atobe, who was sitting next to them, looked at the list printed on the big screen, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "I see, Tezuka, you really—"

Well-intentioned.

Before he could finish speaking, Tezuka had already walked to the bottom of the steps with Kazuka, and Atobe cast his eyes on Ryoma: "Is it arranged by him again, or is it the request of the instructor?"

"Well, what's the difference?" she asked, her voice very sincere, without any falsehood.

Atobe suddenly laughed: "Indeed, there is no difference."

"If you become a professional player," Fuji said, unexpectedly bringing up the topic, "there will be many more viewers in the future than now, right?"

Ryoma said, I haven't thought about it that much.

Her gaze followed Tezuka into the court, and then looked at the two people on the opposite side.One is the second-year student of Shitenbao Temple, Cai Qianguang, and the other is another two heroes of Kyushu who defeated Tachibana Yoshihei, Chitose Chisato.

She remembered very clearly that it was the strange guy who pulled his mound over to whisper to him the day before.

After all, he is a person who has the talent of "extreme brilliance", and his mind may have something special, at least he has to be very smart.

"I mean, there will be a lot of fans." Fuji pulled Ryoma's sleeve from behind and whispered.

She looked back puzzled, and found that he was pointing to the passageway behind him.She looked over, and there was a pretty figure standing in the middle of the steps, with a colorful ball cap on her head, revealing her long black hair tied behind her head.

It can be seen that she is a sports enthusiast. Although she is small, her body is not weak, and her skin is tanned.

"Is it... a primary school student?" Everyone was surprised.

It's a real elementary school student.

"Is it a family member of Sitianbao Temple?" Taocheng looked around.

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the little girl take two steps forward, waved her hands and shouted excitedly: "Brother thief, come on!"

"..."

"The charm of your minister has spread to the whole country." Renzu said with emotion.

The people in the stadium staggered when they heard it.

"Hey, what are you talking about..." Chitose complained, looking back.

Hehe, she stuck out her tongue: "Brother, come on too!"

"Look, they are really family members!" Taocheng was excited.

"What are you so excited about?" Kikumaru looked sideways, "I told you I'm just a primary school student...it's not Tezuka's style."

After speaking, everyone was silent for a while.

Dashi was sweating: "Uh..."

"Isn't it?" Guan Yue raised his eyebrows.

"No, I can't imagine it at all..." Fuji Yuta wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Yiwu Shensi complained: "But having said that, don't you people from Qingxue know this better?"

"That's right, but Lolicon—" Renzu laughed dryly, "It sounds really surprising, haha."

"It's not so much a lolicon, maybe it's a shotacon?"

——Fuer, it's obviously my own family, but I want to add fuel to the fire at this time: "So, we have it too."

However, this also shows that he has completely come out of the shadow of failure.

Ryoma looked at him, and after a while, he realized that the surroundings had become quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on him without knowing when, and then he suddenly came back to his senses: "Huh?!"

She shivered and sat up straight.

Atobe couldn't hold back, he burst out laughing, then looked serious, and met Ryoma's suspicious staring eyes: "I didn't laugh."

"..."

"Why, who is this uncle, would you laugh because of such a trivial matter? ——Unless it's too funny, hahahahahaha!"

Atobe's unreasonable laughter also made everyone a little puzzled, but the strange eyes still did not move away.

"It doesn't count for Zhengtai's words, right?" Taocheng raised his hand weakly.

"No, if it is strictly defined, it should be counted until the age of 12—" Shinozu said.

Inadvertently, he showed everyone that he has a wealth of otaku knowledge.

Taocheng pulled the wrench and counted, and turned pale with shock: He is really 12 years old!