Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

If he guessed correctly, the other party's Asura Shinto has already reached that level.Breaking through that layer, it was regarded as a barrier by the geniuses of the Thai team of all dynasties.

"The Japanese team is more terrifying than I imagined..."

He calmed his mind and walked towards the place agreed with Mushou and the others in advance.

On the other hand, after saying goodbye to Akujin, the red-haired youth went directly to the stadium where Sitianbao Temple was located.As soon as I got there, I heard the referee's pronouncement: "The game is over, Shitianbao Temple Shiraishi Kuranosuke wins, the score is 6-1!"

Chapter [-] You Can't Win Him

"Oh?"

Seeing the dispersing crowd, the red-haired youth raised his thick eyebrows: "Is it over?"

He has some regrets.

I originally wanted to see the guy's performance in such a low-level game, but he was still a step late.However, when he saw the scoreboard that had not been wiped off, his eyes lit up: "6-1?"

That guy even lost a game.

Unbelievable!

"Is it Keigo Atobe?"

Thinking of this, the red-haired young man's eyes turned to the young man who was helped away.Sure enough, there was an extraordinary aura that had not yet dissipated in the other party's body.

Although it is very light, in the eyes of players of his level, it is very conspicuous.

"I didn't expect that there are many good seedlings in this national competition."

on the way back.

Kintaro jumped in front of Watanabe and said with a smile: "Axiu, I've reached the quarterfinals, is there any reward?"

"Of course!"

Watanabe raised his eyes and said very proudly: "Do I look like the kind of stingy person?"

Qian behind him also said expressionlessly, "It's very similar."

"Yes."

Caiqian sneered: "Since last year's national competition, the rewards for winning each competition are the same. Regional competitions, prefectural competitions, and Kansai competitions have always been like this."

"You are wrong, Caiqian."

Shiraishi next to him shook his head and said, "It started when we entered the department in the first grade."

"too naive."

Xiaochun sneered, and a smile appeared on Yin Qiqi's face. He pushed his glasses and said, "I have checked the school's records, including the memoirs of senior Pingshan who graduated, which highlights the food situation for the past three years."

"Forehead……"

Hearing this, Watanabe's mouth twitched involuntarily.But his face has been cultivated to the point where he can't break even just hitting the ball. He immediately smiled and said, "Don't care about these details, Minasang, our destination has arrived."

"really."

Everyone looked at the house number in front of them with a look of hopelessness.

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"alright."

Watanabe patted everyone on the shoulders and said earnestly: "The most important thing in tennis is the mentality. With the mentality of being flattered, even in the face of powerful players, you can play [-]% of your strength. On the contrary, if there is no With enough patience, it is impossible to become a real tennis master."

"Just like Shiraishi, because he often eats plain noodles, his mood has been honed to a state where he is not surprised. Therefore, his tennis level has improved so quickly."

A paragraph of speech is impassioned and cadenced. If you don't know it, you will think that it is a teacher who is earnest and educating students.

Qianye: "Baishi, what's your favorite food?"

Shiraishi: "Barbecue!"

amount……

The movement of Watanabe's mouth froze and turned into a sculpture.

"Boss, come to a bowl of noodles."

At this time, a figure passed in front of several people.His stature was even more burly than Ishida. With one step, he stepped onto the steps, leaving only a tall figure behind.

Swish!

Ishida opened his eyes, and his hands trembled faintly.Just now, he felt a strong and heavy aura.Qian Ye's eyes were awe-inspiring, and the speed of that man was even faster than his eyes reacted.

Delusion?

The two looked blank.

Just for a moment, too unreal.

"Let's go."

Shiraishi said, and stepped up the steps: "Actually, I still miss this face."

the other side.

Bingdi, who lost the game, returned to school, and halfway through, he happened to meet a group of black-clothed players.