Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Songping's complexion changed slightly. The so-called "hearing the voice of the person before seeing him" is about getting a head start, and the word "potential".The person in front of him, his eyes are sharp, like a burning knife, which makes him feel a hint of danger.

Immediately, Songping came to a conclusion: "This guy is not easy to mess with."

This is a tough stubble.

If they use this person to make a powerful attack, the effect will be greatly reduced, and the purpose of this trip will not be achieved.

So, he shook his head and said: "Competition is naturally not allowed. As a senior, I also kindly advise you not to play games here without authorization. Once the coaches find out, the consequences will be very serious."

Everyone: "..."

So, what are you doing just now?

"However, although the game cannot be played, if the winner is determined, there is no other way."

Songping twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "In order not to hurt the peace, we can control the ball. Well, based on the branches of the big tree, each player has ten chances, and whoever hits the most times will win."

"Well……"

Many junior high school students frowned.

Not to mention the level of ball control required for this distance.After all, they have only been here for two days, how can they be compared to each other who have been living for at least a year.

This plan is obviously unfair.

"hey-hey."

Seeing everyone's cautious appearance, Song Ping smiled proudly in his heart.That's right, he is shameless and bullying these newcomers, but so what?

He and the moustache next to him were here, but they were ordered by a certain boss, even Kurobe and the others didn't dare to do anything.

This is the u-17.

Even if the strength is not good, as long as the backing is strong enough, some rules can still be ignored.The so-called backing against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade, and the backing of the two of Songping is even more virtuous.

"Let me do it."

Seeing Tezuka step forward, he simply swings the racket and hits the tennis ball.The tennis ball flew out in a curved arc, and in the middle, the strength weakened, and it became light, as if it would fall at any time.

call out!

But the next moment, the tennis ball suddenly turned and hit the tree trunk above with a huge arc.

Bang!

The crisp voice came, Tezuka looked at Matsudaira, and said lightly: "Is that so?"

goooo...

Matsudaira swallowed subconsciously.

When he saw the opponent shot just now, he was about to laugh twice, but before he could say it, the tennis ball hit the tree with precision.

"Fortunately, fortunately I didn't mock him..."

Slap in the face, it came too soon.

Matsudaira felt that his head seemed to be insufficient.

The junior high school student on the opposite side didn't look as weak as he imagined.In addition to the black hat man just now, the two of them may not necessarily win.

"Troublesome..."

Matsudaira shook his head inwardly.

But when the junior high school students came, the high school students in front of them didn't seem to agree with this score.

"I'll try it."

Fuji smiled, raised the racket and gently cut the tennis ball out.The tennis ball flew out lightly, just like Tezuka's previous ball, when it was halfway through, the strength was exhausted and it was about to fall.

"well!"

Songping suddenly came to the spirit.  …

These junior high school students are not all that powerful.This guy with squinting eyes and a bit of a laugh, doesn't have the skills of the man with glasses just now.

This ball, obviously has no hope.

call!

But at this moment, a gust of wind picked up from below.Coincidentally, the tennis ball was blown onto the tree trunk.

Snapped!

A slight collision sounded, and the happy expression on Songping's face suddenly solidified. "This is... fake, right?"

Fuji looked over with a smile: "How is it? This should be considered a clearance, right?"

"not so good."

The moustache next to him shook his head, reached out and grabbed it, and pulled Songping back, who was still trying to say something.He took two steps forward, looked at the extraordinary Tezuka and said, "Who among you can call the shots?"

He stared at Yukimura, Tezuka, Atobe and Sanada.

Intuition told him that these four men were the greatest threat to him.Especially the man with glasses who just shot and the handsome young man wearing a coat next to him who said nothing.

Without formal action, the aura emanating from these two people already made him feel the pressure.