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Compared to the outside.

After the waves of enthusiasm gradually subsided.

Kitagawa led the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team to leave the ARENA TENNIS COURT.

However.

As they left, louder cheers, shouts, and screams swept here again.

Fanaticism!

Nothing else but fanaticism.

Every time the king stands at the top, it is a legend that makes people excited.

Sixteen consecutive championships in the Kanto Tournament, how shocking!

Compared to those people.

Although the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team had some joy, that was all.

The appearance of Kitagawa has brought too many changes to the Japanese junior high school tennis world.

Not only are they growing, but others are also growing.

The temporary dominance of the Kanto region does not represent anything.

The real dominance is the dominance of the entire Japanese junior high school tennis world. Even after they leave, the new generation of regulars can still carry such glory.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

"Abei, are we going to start new training again?"

Putting his hands behind his head and looking at the cloudless sky, Kirihara Akaya broke the silence intentionally or unintentionally and asked Kitagawa.

"Kirhara, do you think it's comfortable to have no classes like this?"

The next moment.

Niou Masaharu smiled and talked to him arm in arm.

"Niou senior, how can you say that?"

Kirihara Akaya, whose little thoughts were exposed, looked at Sanada Genichirō with his eyes wide open and quickly denied it.

To be honest.

For a poor student like him.

Training without thinking is definitely better than listening to those courses that are comparable to the heavenly book.

"Kitagawa, is it time to return to the normal state of junior high school students?"

Glancing at Kirihara Akaya and Niou Masaharu, Sanada Genichirō said in a deep voice while walking forward.

Although he was not confident of winning the national competition, Sanada Genichirō knew their current identities. Junior high school students of Rikkai University Junior High School. If they could not even handle their studies, how much could they achieve in the future? Besides, no one could be sure that they would definitely become professional tennis players. Even if they wanted to, others might not. After all, not everyone's life and family could support their dreams in their youth. Step! Hearing this, Kitagawa, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at the Rikkai University Junior High School team. "To be honest." "What Sanada said is not without some truth." "After all, we are still junior high school students." "But." "Since we are talking about this." "I also want to ask all the seniors a question." "Of course, there is no need to make a decision now." "Just give me an answer before the national competition is over." After a pause, Kitagawa took a deep breath. Then he continued with a serious face.

"First of all, this year's U-17 World Cup will allow junior high school players to participate."

"And I will return to Switzerland after the national competition and enter the Swiss U-17 training camp."

"I wonder if any of you seniors want to go with me?"

"A few more words, all expenses during this period will be borne by the HERO Tennis Club."

"At the same time, the HERO Tennis Club will also pay the salary of professional tennis players who have been converted to regular employees."

"In other words, as long as you are willing to go with me, all your worries will be solved."

"Of course, there is no problem if you don't want to."

After saying that.

Kitagawa turned around and continued to walk forward.

Compared with Kitagawa, the people of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team were directly stuck in a downtime.

It seemed that it was difficult to digest what Kitagawa had just said.

But not a second passed.

Kitagawa seemed to remember something.

With a very sunny smile on his lips, he turned his head and looked at everyone.

"Ahem... "

"Kirihara-senpai still owes me $21,687.15, and Sanada-senpai now owes me $352,000."

"If you can't pay it back before I leave, you'll really have to pay it back with your bodies overseas."

The voice fell.

Sanada Genichirō and Kirihara Akaya, who were still thinking a moment ago, froze.

Then they showed an expression of letting others do whatever they wanted.

"Uh..."

"Isn't it a few thousand yen?"

"How come it's been so long?"Go, more than 20,000 US dollars?"

Masaharu Niou, who was still arm in arm with Akaya Kirihara the last second, immediately distanced himself from him.

As if he was afraid of being affected.

It didn't matter what he chose, but if he really owed Kitagawa money, with the living example of Akaya Kirihara, it was hard for Masaharu Niou to imagine that he could pay it back in this life.

"You don't understand, Niou-senpai..."

"That's a real black-hearted businessman!"

Akaya Kirihara, who had already accepted the reality, showed an expression of having experienced the world and sighed softly.

Just then.

A group of people came over from a distance.

It was Rokkaku Junior High School in Chiba City.

The leaders, Saeki Torajiro and Aoi Kentaro, were supporting their father on the left and right.

"Junior Kitagawa."

"Dad wants to talk to you."

"I wonder if you have time now? "

Saeki Torajiro glanced at the people in Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School who had different expressions, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

But he was not a nosy person.

He simply explained the reason to Kitagawa.

"Oh?"

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Kitagawa couldn't help but feel confused.

"Hehe..."

"You guys chat with the young men of Rikkai University."

"Little guy, let's go to the side and chat."

Without waiting for Kitagawa to respond.

The old man smiled and informed Saeki Torajiro and others.

Then he stretched out a calloused palm to Kitagawa.

"Okay."

Nodded, putting away the doubts in his heart.

Kitagawa directly helped the old man up, and then slowly walked towards the bench not far away.

Until the two sat down.

"Little guy."

"What do you think is the road? "

Looking at the people of Rokkaku Middle School and Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School with cloudy eyes, the old man asked slowly.

"Road?"

"The road is what people walk on, and it can also be considered a track between two points."

The doubts in his heart became stronger, but Beichuan still expressed his opinion at the first time.

"Yes."

"A track between two points."

"In theory, the road is to bypass obstacles such as mountains and valleys."

"But young man, you are now going in the opposite direction."

"If I have to describe it."

"Then the road to heaven should be more appropriate."