[Comprehensive] The way home of the poisonous sister

"Fuji, are you okay?" Tezuka watched as Fuji walked towards him with yogurt in his hand. Although he still had a normal smile on his face, Tezuka always felt that the smile on Fuji's face was a bit stiff today, so Meifeng frowned, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Fuji tightened his left hand holding the yogurt, trying his best to let himself ignore what he was holding, then turned his head and smiled gently at Tezuka, then set his eyes on the tennis court again, and said softly: "Next is..."

"It's me." Tezuka straightened his sleeves, patted Fuji lightly on the shoulder, passed Fuji and walked to the edge of the tennis court.

The referee's voice also began to be heard on the live broadcast: "The next two groups will be the representative from Tokyo, Tezuka Kunimitsu from Youth Academy, the team from Sadaharu Mikami and the representative from Osaka, and the two groups of contestants from Shitenbaoji Kunicaka Zaimitsu and Chitose Chisato. field."

"Tezuka..." Fuji lost his smile and looked worried.

"No two, we won't lose." This is the second time Tezuka said this sentence today, if it was the first time to comfort himself, then now, it is with an affirmative tone.

Fuji has never doubted Tezuka's strength, but is Tezuka's injury really fully healed?

Since the Kanto Tournament, this should be Tezuka's first match since his return. Is the injury really all right?

If I hadn't lost that match, I wouldn't have needed Tezuka to save this round for Aigaku, Tezuka...

"Fu Er, don't put all the pressure on yourself. After all, this is the captain's own decision, isn't it?" Dashi walked over from the side and comforted Fu Er.

"Yeah, Tezuka is such a gentle person." After listening to Oishi's words, Fuji lowered his head slightly, and spoke softly, like a gentle breeze blowing, barely audible.

"Chitose, why don't you go to the arena?" Jing Luo had just returned to the rest area of ​​Sitianbao Temple. While listening to the candidates for the competition on the radio, she looked curiously at Chitose wearing regular clothes, and said to a little girl talking.

When Chitose heard Jing Luo's words, she smiled bitterly: "I've already told the coach that I'm quitting the tennis club. I don't know why this game still has my name."

"Why did you quit? Don't you like tennis very much?" Facing the tennis club, everyone in the tennis club loves tennis from the bottom of their hearts. Although Jing Luo can't empathize with it, she still admires it.

It's just that Chitose would withdraw from the competition at this juncture.

"I joined the Tennis Club of Sitianbao Temple mainly to defeat Juping and prove that I am not inferior to him, but now I have achieved this goal. So..."

"So you're leaving the tennis club? But Chitose, you really don't miss the teammates of Sitianbao Temple at all, don't you miss tennis?" Jing Luo pursed her lips, and the words she said hit Chitose's heart.

"Brother, if you like tennis so much, don't leave." The little girl wearing a hat standing next to Chitose suddenly pulled Chitose's sleeve and said aloud.

"Xiao Ji" looked at his younger sister's expectant eyes, and Chitose also began to hesitate.

"This is?" The first time I saw Chitose talking to a girl so gently, Jing Luo was very curious about the identity of this girl, but she didn't expect it to be Chitose's younger sister.

"Sister, hello, I'm Chitose Miyuki, I came to help my brother cheer, who knows that my brother suddenly wants to quit the company." Speaking of this, Chitose Miyuki frowned while continuing to act like a baby. : "Brother, even if you want to leave the tennis club, you should have a good match with the thief brother. If you leave like this, won't your brother feel regretful?"

"That's right, Chitose, even your younger sister is smarter than you. After you and Tezuka finish the game, you will have some time to go and see the scenery outside. As for the tennis club of our Shitianbao Temple, you will always be welcome." Suddenly, from nowhere Watanabe, who came out, picked his teeth and patted Chitose on the shoulder.

"Go, Chitose." Shiraishi, who took Chitose's tennis team uniform and walked behind Jingluo, also cheered for Chitose, and handed the clothes to Chitose.

"Yes, coach, captain." Chitose nodded towards his trusting coach and Shiraishi, took the clothes, put them on directly, and walked to the tennis court.

With both sides present, the game finally officially began.

Both Zaizen and Kane Sadaharu stood at the back, one stood behind, holding the racket and waved it casually, and the other took out a pen and paper at some point, and carefully observed the confrontation between Chitose and Tezuka. Fighting, looking serious, but if this is not a topic of a doubles match, and those two are outsiders, I am afraid that Jing Luo will not be so surprised.

"Shiraishi, is this what you just told Caiqian?" Seeing that Chitose and Tezuka Kunimitsu were evenly matched, Jing Luo looked up at Shiraishi who was standing next to her.

"Yeah, actually this match is a doubles match, it's better to say it's a special singles match. After all, for Chitose and Tezuka Kunimitsu, who are almost at their peak, no one else can participate." Shiraishi's eyes were calm Watching this game, the bewilderment and shyness that usually appeared when facing Jing Luo disappeared at this time.

This is Shiraishi Kuranosuke who is truly called the "Bible".

"What about you?" Speaking of the apex of tennis, isn't Shiraishi himself one of them?Jing Luo really wanted to hear Bai Shi's opinion of her.

"Me? I don't know. Maybe I should compete with Tezuka Kunimitsu to find out." Jing Luo's sudden question caught Shiraishi by surprise.

But Baishi was serious about saying that he didn't know his own strength. After all, how could he recognize his own strength without a good opponent.

"Long time no see, Ah Luo?" Jing Luo originally wanted to continue to ask Bai Shi, but she never thought that a pure and elegant voice would suddenly insert into her side.

"It's you?" Jing Luo turned her head, looked at the direction from which the voice came from, and looked at Seiichi Yukimura, who had dark blue hair and a green headband on his hair.

Jing Luo's bad mood of being suddenly interrupted by a stranger was swept away.

"Your body has fully recovered?" Looking at Yukimura Seiichi standing in front of him in good health, it is really hard to believe that the boy who didn't trust the doctor and was emotionally broken when he met for the first time would be the boy in front of him full of domineering arrogance , the peerless elegance is like a king.

"Yeah, thank you for your help." Survivor smiled slightly, and his eyes really showed gratitude.

"Where? If it weren't for your own strong willpower to support yourself, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to heal you. On the contrary, even without me, a person like you who can endure such powerful pain without revealing anything will always He will recover." Jing Luo really has no humility, after all, when he took over the patient Yukimura Seiichi, his treatment had already reached the final stage, and besides using internal force to help warm and nourish his meridians, he really couldn't do anything else How busy it is.

After all, when it comes to actual surgery, there are too many people who are better than Jing Luo. This is not something that can be supplemented by internal strength, which requires experience and experience.

"You also want to participate in the competition." Seeing Yukimura Seichi standing here, Jing Luo knew that he must participate. After all, he desperately wanted to have an operation before the Kanto competition. In order to participate in the competition as soon as possible, he even helped him with acupuncture every day. It is impossible for a person who does not change his face after 180 eight needles not to participate in the national competition.

However, he was still trying too hard.

Although his steps were light and his wrists were strong when he walked, Jing Luo still noticed his small movements of suppressing his breathing to make his breath more gentle.

Jing Luo suddenly stretched out her arm, and her hand was like lightning, she directly pressed Yukimura Seiichi's arm, her fingers seemed to touch Yukimura's pulse inadvertently.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly stretched out a hand horizontally, and grabbed Jing Luo's hand that was holding Yukimura Seiichi.

Jing Luo raised her head and looked at this man who blocked her, wearing a ball cap, frowning brows, and well-rounded features, who is he?It seems to be Yukimura's teammate.

"Sanada" looked at Sanada rudely holding A Luo's wrist, and Yukimura, who knew how strong Sanada's arms were, frowned, his eyes full of disapproval.

Sanada understood Yukimura's unspoken words, his arms stiffened, and finally let go.

"Sorry, A Luo, Sanada is just worried about me." Although Sanada let go of his hand quickly, Yukimura still saw that A Luo's hand was already bruised, and Yukimura's face changed slightly, and he turned towards Jing Luo. I apologize.

Jing Luo rubbed her numb wrist that was held by that man named Sanada, and shook her head, indicating that it was all right.

Putting her hand on the pulse of Yukimura's wrist again, Jing Luo found that the beating of Yukimura's pulse was much more violent than when she held it at first.

Is it because of that person?

After a few breaths, Jing Luo put down her hand. After frowning for a long time, she slowly said to Yukimura, "Do you have to win today's match?"

"Of course, I will definitely win this game." When Yukimura Seiichi said this, his expression remained unchanged, as if he was saying the most natural words, but for the king of the two national competitions, Yukimura Seiichi, This is not arrogance, but the fact that this is the case. This is just the arrogance that every strong person has.

"Since that's the case, I won't advise you. It's just that it's best not to use that move if you can." Regarding Xingcun's move, even Jing Luo, who is full of internal strength, has lingering fears.

In the past, Jing Luo just thought that if her brother liked playing tennis, then I would like it too.

However, after personally experiencing Yukimura's terrifying move that makes people lose their five senses, Jing Luo discovered that tennis can actually have such great power.

And this power is not only useful when playing tennis, even in daily life, as long as you fully grasp this power, you might not be able to apply it in your daily life.

Just like Yukimura, this boy who never gave up mentally even though he was struggling with his illness was simply terrifyingly strong.

Because of this, Jing Luo will never underestimate the power of tennis anymore.