Legendary tennis, starting from signing up to talent

ARENA TENNIS COURT.

It can be said that the finals of the Kanto Tournament will be held here every year.

Because the audience here can accommodate more than 50,000 people.

At the same time.

Because of the investment of the top three super-large tennis clubs and the Atobe family this year.

This time the game will be broadcast live on TV and radio.

In short.

The scale of this Kanto Tournament is absolutely the largest in history!

Although it is only around seven o'clock in the morning.

But at this moment, there are already crowds of people here.

This includes spectators from all over Kanto, scouts and managers of many local tennis clubs, relevant reporters and media, etc.

"It's really exciting! The king Rikkai Datong once fought against the samurai Seishun Gakuen. I don't know whether the old king will live forever or the new king will ascend the throne."

"To be honest, Seishun Gakuen was lucky enough to get here. It hardly faced any strong opponents."

"But the opponent's strength is absolutely unquestionable. After all, during the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference, Hyotei Academy, which defeated Yamabuki Junior High School, didn't get any good results at its hands."

"..."

There were waves of discussions.

At this point in the game, no one would jump to conclusions.

Even though Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School is the king of the Kanto Tournament for 15 consecutive championships.

Of course.

For tennis enthusiasts, scouts, reporters and media, this is the case.

But for Kitagawa's fans.

It's different.

"Sakura, do you think the cheering uniform I'm wearing today looks good?"

"I wonder if Kitagawa-chan will like it?"

"Let me tell you, when the Tokyo Metropolitan Games came, it was fortunate that the sisters from Rikkai University notified us. Otherwise, now that the team is growing, it would be extremely difficult to get Kitagawa-chan's autograph and take a photo with her!"

While looking around for something, Tomoka Kosakata muttered to Ryuzaki Sakurano beside her.

"Tomoka~"

"Is it really okay for us to do this?"

"It's a key match for Seishun Gakuen after all."

Ryuzaki Sakurano asked in a low voice with a little hesitation.

But she was also wearing a pretty good-looking Kitagawa cheering uniform.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Does our liking for Kitagawa-chan conflict with going to Seishun Gakuen?"

"Come on, this is a private junior high school, and we all paid for it."

"Who dares to blackmail me morally?!"

Tomoka Kosakata rolled her eyes and answered rather toughly.

"Okay..."

Putting her fists on her chest, Ryuzaki Sakurano was instantly convinced by the other party's explanation.

In fact.

After the Tokyo Metropolitan Games.

Most of the girls in Seigakuen were attracted by Kitagawa and became his fans.

Not only that.

From the Kanto Tournament to now.

Kitagawa's fan base is also growing rapidly.

On the other side.

"Senior Inoue."

"Didn't I ask for leave from you?"

"Why did you drag me here..."

Shiba Saori, who was also wearing a cheering uniform, lamented to Inoue Mamoru dejectedly.

The whole person seemed to be possessed by a vengeful spirit.

"Uh..."

Looking at Shiba Saori's appearance, Inoue Mamoru was speechless for a moment.

"Let's make it clear first."

"I will try my best to keep my personal emotions and opinions to myself."

"But except Kitagawa-chan!"

After taking a deep breath, Shiba Saori directly drank the small green bottle of daily necessities in her hand.

Then she picked up the camera in her hand very sassily and began to collect materials.

"Kitagawa boy is really... a pure girl killer!"

With a twitch in his mouth, Inoue Mamoru couldn't help but sigh with envy.

At the back of the crowd.

"I didn't expect so many people!"

Akutagawa Jiro sighed while yawning.

At the same time, he was looking around, looking for the traces of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team.

"By the way."

"Atobe, you are like this, is it necessary to come here to watch the game with your own eyes?"

Ryo Shishido looked at Keigo Atobe, who was sitting in a wheelchair next to him and was bandaged like a mummy, and sighed helplessly.

"I just strained a muscle in my arm."

"I'm not paralyzed!"

"And what are you doing up at night? You tied my hands and feet like this."

Atobe Keigo sighed helplessly.

Well, of course, his helplessness was not visible to others.

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that you, Atobe-senpai, will force yourself to practice basketball?Well. "

With a wry smile, Hou Chotaro said a little embarrassedly.

"I lost."

"But I'm not stupid!"

The tough guy closed his eyes. Although Atobe Keigo's tone and expression showed disgust, his heart was actually warm.

Compared to the people of Hyotei Academy.

The Yamabuki Junior High School team not far away had a different atmosphere.

"Master Akutsu."

"If everything is settled, let's go now."

Butler Kamiya Keiichi stood in front of them with a smile on his face and whispered to Akutsu.

"Junior Kitagawa is really perverted!"

"Rikkai University hasn't arrived yet, but the butler came over to ask for the appointment. "

Although Sengoku Kiyomizu was always rubbed by Akutsu.

But he still spoke for Akutsu.

Because he knew very well that Akutsu also wanted to see if anyone could defeat Kitagawa.

"Can I watch the whole game?"

Akutsu asked seriously with a heavy look in his eyes.

"I'm afraid that's not possible."

"However, during the journey to the destination, I can provide you with a tablet to watch the live broadcast."

Butler Kamiya Keiichi shook his head and replied.

At the same time.

A luxury car had already stopped not far away.

Several bodyguards got out of the car.

"Okay."

No more words were said.

Akutsu nodded and walked straight over there.

"Excuse me, everyone."

After bowing to the Yamabuki Junior High School team, butler Kamiya Keiichi also followed Akutsu and left here.

"With this scene, it's hard not to wonder if he is going to be taken to the execution ground. "

Pouting his lips, Sengoku Kiyosumi muttered softly.

A hint of worry flashed across his eyes.

Let's not talk about these little episodes for now.

At eight o'clock in the morning.

ARENA TENNIS COURT also began to check tickets for admission.

About half an hour later.

All the audience also entered and took their seats.

Because this match attracted much attention.

The organizer did not drag their feet.

The first thing they did was to arrange for the final teams to enter.

Not long after.

Tap tap tap...

A uniform sound of footsteps gradually came from the entrance passage.

In an instant.

The audience looked over here with bated breath.