Legendary tennis, starting from signing up to talent

Chapter 189

"Hey!"

"I didn't expect you guys to come here too, Atobe."

"Sure enough, Junior Kitagawa is very charming."

Just as Atobe Keigo was talking to Jiro Akutagawa in a deep voice while grinding his back teeth.

Another team walked into the entrance of the auditorium.

Wearing the red base and white edge of the Rokkaku Junior High School representative uniform, Saeki Torajiro raised his hand and greeted Atobe Keigo kindly.

"There are so many spectators here!"

"As expected of Kitagawa!"

"This is the kind of game a man should watch!"

Before Atobe Keigo responded, Aoi Kentaro next to Saeki Torajiro looked at the court with excitement and spoke loudly and enthusiastically.

It looked like he had seen his idol.

"..."

Atobe Keigo now felt inexplicably tired.

For a moment, he couldn't help but clench his palms.

However.

He also knew very well.

The strong are those who defeat their opponents step by step and reach the top with strength.

On every step, there will be opponents who also want to reach the top.

Tezuka Kunimitsu from Seishun Gakuen is one, Akutsu from Yamabuki Junior High School is one, and even Kitagawa from Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School is one of them.

The only difference is.

The latter walked a little further and a little higher than them.

"It seems that you have also entered the semi-finals."

"I look forward to the next game."

He took a deep breath and slowly opened his palms.

Atobe Keigo looked at Saeki Torajiro and Aoi Kentaro with burning eyes and said proudly.

After saying that.

He turned around and led the Hyotei Academy team to a corner of the audience.

"Anxious Atobe~!"

But he didn't take two steps.

Amane Hikaru, who was keen on telling cold jokes, opened the microphone as expected.

And Kuroba Harukaze beside him was still a step slower.

After this, Atobe Keigo couldn't help but stumble.

He immediately quickened his pace.

"I feel that Hyotei will be very excited in the next semi-final~"

"Even if this little episode didn't happen, Hyotei would be very excited, after all, Atobe's target is Junior Kitagawa."

"......"

The Rokkaku Junior High School team, who saw all this, talked about it while moving their eyes to the court.

At this moment.

Kitagawa and Akutsu also looked at each other across the net.

"Senior Akutsu, long time no see."

With a slight smile, Kitagawa took the lead in asking.

"This time, I will defeat you!"

Looking directly at Kitagawa, Akutsu said unruly.

There was a strong sense of aggression flashing in his eyes.

The sharp scarlet breath gradually rose above his body.

He looked like a tyrant.

"What if I can't win?"

Playing with the racket in his hand, Kitagawa asked this question casually.

"No bet."

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Akutsu refused to fall into the trap directly.

"Aren't you afraid that I will turn around and admit defeat and not play this game?"

"Anyway, Senior Sanada and Senior Yukimura will cover the second and first singles."

Suddenly holding the spinning racket, Kitagawa asked back with a smile.

"..."

Akutsu's eyes stared at Kitagawa.

But he couldn't say a word.

[It's like meeting a nemesis! ]

In an instant.

The same thought arose in the hearts of the spectators.

But no one dared to say it out loud.

After all, Akutsu himself looks like a person that people can't avoid.

"If I win."

"Senior needs to stay somewhere for a while."

"Of course, if I lose."

"Senior, you can make a request to me."

The next moment.

Beichuan grinned and said softly.

After a pause, he tilted his head to look at the referee on the podium and continued.

"Uncle referee, no need to guess first."

"Let senior Akutsu serve."

After saying that, he turned around with his racket and walked towards the receiving position.

Well, it's obvious.

Beichuan no longer has much obsession with guessing first.

"A request?"

As if he didn't hear the first half of the sentence at all.

Akutsu raised a different smile at the corner of his mouth and repeated it softly.

Then he spoke to the referee who was about to blow the whistle.

"No need."

"Let him serve."

Then he turned around and walked towards the receiving position.

"......"

The referee on the podium didn't know what to say.

Finally, he sighed helplessly and looked at Beichuan.

"Let me serve~"

"Sure."

No refusal, Kitagawa agreed straightforwardly.

Then he walked towards the serving position.

At the same time.

On the cliff of the heart of the Neon U-17 training camp.

"A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!"

Mifune Nyudo, who was originally supervising the training of Mori Jusaburo, Ochi Gekko, Toyama Kintaro and a stinky 'real savage', sneezed continuously.

Then he sighed with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Is this stinky boy going to find work for me again?"

"Humph!"

"If I pick up the contract to talk about something, I guess this rascal will say something about collecting some interest or something."

After mumbling for a while.

Finally turned into a longer sigh.

"But."

"Two statues of gods from different dimensions..."

"Not bad!"

He curled his lips and sighed faintly.

At this moment.

"Uncle Kawase, Uncle Kawase!"