Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Looking at the chaotic stadium, the youth said coldly, "Hakamada, you don't need to hide anymore."

"hey-hey."

Hearing a strange laugh, a young man with short gray hair came out and said with a smile: "As expected of Senior Hasegawa, he actually blocked my 'disappearance'."

"how?"

The yellow-haired young man named Hasegawa raised his brows lightly, shook the badge with the word '14' written on his collar, and said lightly, "Do you want this?"

"hey-hey."

Hakada just chuckled, but didn't answer.

Seeing this, Hasegawa's body exploded with momentum, and he said solemnly: "You kid, do you have that ability?"

"Hey!"

Hakada looked at him fearlessly, the smile on the corner of his mouth narrowed, and a bit more savage: "If you don't try it, who knows!"

"Ah~"

A lazy voice sounded around the stadium.But I saw a young man with short red hair pushing open the iron gate, his eyes swept around the court.

"I said Shinoda-kun, why is no one coming to greet us?"

"Who knows."

Behind him, a burly young man shook his head and said, "Also, I think Matsumoto, you're walking too fast."

"It's not my fault."

Matsumoto shook his head and said with a smile: "If it's faster than the speed, I'll be a little slower than that little guy Kaji."

"Speed?"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Oh?"

Matsumoto suddenly regained his senses. He looked up and met a young man wearing a hat of forgiveness. "You kid, shouldn't you be someone on the third court?"

"No, I'm from Course Seven."

Ping Shanzhi nodded, and Yuan Zhe next to him said with some doubts: "Minister Ping Shan, is this our opponent?"

"You boy."

The tall Xiaotian's eyes sank, and he said to Yuan Zhe: "It seems to be a bit unfamiliar, wait, this dress..."

He saw the black coat on Yuan Zhe's body, and his pupils could not help shrinking.

call!

The frigid wind blew up the withered leaves mercilessly.

Crunch!

The iron door opened, and a thin long-haired young man walked in. Seeing the young man in front of him, his brows sank involuntarily: "Newcomer?"

The opposite Maori grabbed a strand of orange-red hair on his head and smiled, "Hello, senior."

"Ting will be close."

The long-haired youth on the opposite side raised a contemptuous arc at the corner of his mouth, and his voice couldn't help but become colder: "Show your skills. If you break in without authorization, I don't mind letting you crawl back."

"Okay."

Maori smiled, and a layer of white mist gradually formed on his body.The mist was hazy, milky white, surrounding his body.

Swish!

Raising his head, Maori's pupils were dyed a bit of pale gold, showing a hint of coldness: "Senior, let me see how capable you are."

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

After jogging for half an hour, Yano's face gradually turned pale. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Deputy, Deputy Minister, or I will finish training today. I-I can't hold on anymore."

"Yano, stop playing tricks with me."

Tsuga didn't know that the other party was pretending, but Yano really didn't want to run away anymore. He gritted his teeth and prepared to pretend to be dead to fool around.

"and many more!!"

But at this moment, Tsuga raised his right hand and shook his head at him: "There is a situation!"

With that said, he walked towards the woods.

Yano thought about it and followed behind him.Not long after, there was a fierce sound of hitting the ball in the ears of the two.

His pupils shrank suddenly: "This kind of hitting sound..."

"Shh!"

Tsuga looked over and saw the right end with a bitter face, which appeared to be in danger under the attack of a young man with a scar at the corner of his eye.

"Right end Wetaro, right?"

On the court, the young man with light gray hair and a hideous scar beside his right eye sneered, "How dare you come and snatch my badge with this little skill?"