Tennis King: God-level Player

Because those two first graders were selected, one was the teacher of Shuangchi Yuhushen, and the son of Echizen Nanjiro! And the other, it could almost be said that his tennis enlightenment teacher was Shuangchi Yuhushen! "The time when the game started was Two o'clock in the afternoon, soon."

Looking at the time, Mamoru Inoue said that it is one o'clock at noon now, and there is still an hour left.

at the same time.

On the other side, the mountain blows.

"Fox God Shuangchi, Echizen Ryoma, Toyama Kintaro, wait for me!!"

A white-haired boy with a ferocious expression said with a sinister expression.

He is Yamabuki's strongest rookie, Akujin Jin, a third-year student!! Not long ago, Akujin Jin experienced the greatest shame and torture in his life! After a meal! "Today, I will definitely make you pay the price!!"

Akutsu Jin showed a fierce look on his face, and said viciously.

After being defeated by Shuangchi, the god of foxes, he lay down for nearly an hour outside the Ice Emperor's tennis department! In the end.

All his unwillingness and anger have turned into motivation and determination! He needs to play in all competitions.

Then.

Defeated the two first-year main elections with your own hands!"

After those two first-year bastards, it's you—Shuangchi, the god of foxes!!"

Akutsu Jin almost roared out, his face full of unwillingness and resentment.

Echizen Ryoma and Toyama Kintaro are just the beginning of his revenge! At the same time.

"As expected, I met Yamabuki Middle School."

The fox god's twin blazing eyes flickered slightly and said.

"Tsk, this is the mountain blowing where that bastard is!"

On the side, Atobe Keigo and the others all said a little unhappily.

"Hey, two little fellows, why don't this uncle come on stage and teach that bastard a lesson for you?"

Atobe Keigo looked at Echizen Ryoma and Toyama Kintaro beside him.

The fact that they didn't make a statement that day doesn't mean they're not angry! This is the first-year election of their Ice Emperor! It's just because Akujin Ren has been taught a lesson by Shuangchi that day: that's all.

"thanks."

Echizen Ryoma said something a little uncomfortable, and then said: "However, I'll do it myself!!"

"Yeah, little brother minister, let's do it ourselves!"

On Echizen Ryoma's body, Toyama Kintaro clenched his fists, "After teaching him a lesson, I can learn the glowing ball with Brother Shuangchi!"

Moreover, they want to teach Akujin Ren a lesson themselves! "Brother Shuangchi, don't forget the promise!"

Thinking like this, Echizen Ryoma and Toyama Kintaro's eyes all fell on the body of the fox god Shuangchi.

"Don't worry, you won't forget it."

Yuhu God Shuangchi chuckled helplessly and replied, "However, the premise is that I can be satisfied."

"Don't worry, Brother Shuangchi!"

Toyama Kintaro and Echizen Ryoma said in unison.

Isn't it just to teach Akutsu Jin! No matter who they are playing, they can do it well!! In this regard, Toyama Kintaro and Echizen Ryoma are very confident in themselves

time flies.

In an instant, it was already 1:[-] in the afternoon.

The scene where the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition started,.

Countless tennis reporters began to squat and stay nearby.

"coming!!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Click! Click! For a while, the shutter sound kept ringing.

In the shutter sound, the team of Yamabuki and Ice Emperor appeared.

Soon, the audience began to roar again.

"Look, that's the Ice Emperor's minister, he has appeared!!"

"It's not just the head of the Ice Emperor, look, the fox god Shuangchi is here too!!"

"Oh my God, Shuangchi, the god of the fox, is here too!!"

For a moment, the eyes of tennis reporters suddenly lit up.

They didn't expect that in this competition, the fox god Shuangchi actually appeared!! "Senior Inoue!"

Shisha Ori's excited voice came. Unexpectedly, Shuangchi, the god of the fox, actually appeared! "Understood!"

Inoue Mamoru nodded, raised the camera in his hand, and began to focus on the direction of the Ice Emperor to shoot.

at the same time.