Cross the net king: tennis princess

"Hey, your brother is not the only strong one here." Ryoma walked coolly near the bottom line, and continued, "Your goal may be to defeat your brother, but..." Ryoma pointed to the sky, delicately There was a scorching light in his eyes, "My goal is much higher!"

"If you want to go far, beat me first!" Yuta said loudly with a flash of anger in his eyes.

"Of course!" Ryoma responded cleanly, his eyes full of confidence.

The fierce battle began, both sides refused to give in, and soon Ryoma recovered the score, 5-4, and exchanged venues.

Guanyue's dark blue eyes became even darker, "You're playing hard, Yuta...and this kind of brat." Guanyue raised her legs and said gloomyly.

"I'm sorry, Guanyue." Yuta turned her face away without looking at Guanyue.

"You still have a chance to win." Guan Yue smiled wickedly, and nodded his left cheek.

"Didn't we have a practice lesson where we aimed at the left side of the opponent's face? You must be very strange, but this is a good tactic to deal with your opponent." Guan Yue put her hand behind the bench and said slowly. "When Echizen was in the regional competition, his left eye was cut by a broken racket. This incident must have left a shadow in his heart. Even though he has recovered, his body will still respond instinctively."

Kanyue looked at Ryoma who was resting, lowered his voice, "Attack Echizen's left eye."

"Okay, let's go, Yuta."

Yuta looked at Guanyue in disbelief, hesitating in her heart. "If you lose here, you will never be able to surpass your brother."

Yuta clenched her fists, recalled the past, and shook her head lightly, "Guanyue, I want...to decide the outcome with him in an upright manner."

The game started again, both of them competed hard on the court, and it was another wonderful game. Of course, Qingxue won in the end.

"I lost." Yuta let out a breath and said softly. "You are really strong."

"You are too weak!" Ryoma replied pretending to be proud.

Yuta was furious and clenched his fists very unhappy, "You kid..."

"Just kidding, just kidding..." Ryoma waved his hands and left the venue coolly.

Yuta behind him raised a knowing smile... You have another powerful junior, brother...

Sure enough, Yuta still respects his brother a lot...

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"Are you that manager?" On the other side, coach Ryuzaki came to Guanyue, "It would be better for Fuji Yuta to stop using that kind of kick quickly. For him whose bones are not fully developed, if If you let him continue to forcefully use that kind of lash, the shoulder may be permanently damaged, so you might as well listen to the old man's opinion."

Guanyue closed the book in her hand with a snap, "This kind of thing has nothing to do with me..."

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