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It can be thought that although the new school doctor looks a bit strange, he has never heard of anything wrong. The school has not heard of any students having problems recently. Maybe he is just being paranoid.

"Um!"

Yukinoshita Yukino responded to Yuigahama Yui:

"Okay, Yui, you rest here now, and I'll come back to pick you up after the tennis court thing is over!"

"Yukoshita-san, Fuyuki City is not very safe at night recently. You should be careful, especially in school at night."

The moment Yukinoshita turned around and left, a small voice sounded in her ears, making Yukinoshita Yukino's pupils dilate a little instantly. The other party really knew something.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked back instantly, but the other person still had that half-smiling look on his face, which made her very uncomfortable, but other than that, there was nothing else.

————The dividing line between murderous tennis————

After Miura Yuko called out "Meteor", the crowd inexplicably agreed that this really seemed to be a meteor!

The tennis ball that fell from a high altitude hit the ground behind Miura Yuko as she gave up treatment, and then bounced towards the barbed wire fence behind her.

"Zizzizi——"

The green tennis ball kept spinning strangely behind the barbed wire and kept making harsh friction sounds.

"Is this an illusion?"

"One step, two steps, one step, two steps, step by step, like claws, like the devil's steps, friction, friction..."

Teacher Otsuka and Totsuka Ayaka were already on the scene, staring blankly at the tennis ball that was still rubbing against the barbed wire fence, and Mo Yi, who was singing a strange and unusually exciting BGM.

Mo Yi finally stopped looking at the tennis ball stuck on the barbed wire and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"The first time I played, the intensity was a bit weak."

"Gulu——"

"I'm just kidding you, this is just a stunt ball that can only be seen in international competitions, Kouya!"

This is probably the sentiment of everyone present.

"Snapped--"

Miura Yuko accidentally lost her grip on the tennis racket and fell to the ground.

Hayama Hayato walked to the barbed wire fence, picked up the tennis ball, and accidentally got burned by the tennis ball. It was the pain that told him that what he saw just now was not an illusion.

My classmate actually hit a trick shot that can only be seen in world-class competitions.

He had already guessed that since the other party dared to stand up, he would definitely know how to do it. He never expected that he was a player of this level. Why should he go to high school with such tennis ability? The national team needs you!

Thanks to Mo Yi, someone of the same age whom Hayama Hayato truly admires. Apart from Yukinoshita Yukino's sister Gona, Mo Yi is the only one whom Hayama Hayato admires.

Based on the rumors, not to mention learning, even in other aspects, it seems that I have never heard that the other party is not good at it. Apart from being a bit withdrawn, no, it is not withdrawn, but arrogant and disdainful to deal with mediocre people. I have never found it. What shortcomings does the other party have?

Thinking of this, Hayama Hayato couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking to himself, this is probably the so-called true genius.

"Two steps at a time, two steps at a time, step by step like claws, like the steps of a devil, friction, friction, on this smooth ground, friction!"

After humming the song, Mo Yi looked at Hayama Hayato who was still in a daze and said loudly:

"Hayama-kun, are we still playing tennis?"

After hearing Mo Yi's words, Miura Yuko and the rest of the team looked at Hayato Hayato with uneasiness on their faces, as if they wanted to find their usual courage in their backbone.

Hayama Hayato nodded to Miura Yuko with his usual bright smile, and then looked at Demon King Mo Yi across the tennis court and said easily:

"Of course I'll fight. It's so rare to meet such a high-level opponent like classmate Mo Yi. How could you give up the opportunity to study?"

"As expected of Hayama!"

After hearing Hayama's answer, the current team members lost a lot of the shock caused by Mo Yi's stunt ball, and loudly cheered for Hayama Hayato:

"Come on Hayama!"

"Well done Hayama!"

After hearing what Hayama Hayato said, Miura Yuko cheered up again, picked up the tennis racket on the ground, and looked at Hayama Hayato with admiration.

"As expected of Hayama Hayato, one sentence made me look like a bad guy. It's obvious that you are the bad guys, Kouga!"

Of course, the above is just Mo Yi's inner MMP.

"interesting--"

Mo Yi looked back at the current team members who looked at him with hatred and fear, a little unhappily, and finally fixed on Hayama Hayato and said:

"Since Hayama-san wants to make progress together with me, then I'm welcome and let everyone see the real tennis posture!"

"Hey, Yako, I heard that there is a tennis match between Fuyuki's top student, Mo Yi, and Prince Charming, Hayama, on the tennis court. Let's go and watch it!"

"I heard that the super powerful one, the big devil Mo Yi, can actually hit all kinds of legendary stunt balls!"

A female student with a nymphomaniac smile on her face took her friends next to her and strode to the tennis court.

The female student Yazi said without knowing why:

"Don't you like Hayama-senpai? Why are you so happy?"

The nymphomaniac classmate said:

"When Mr. Hayama is defeated, he will definitely need a warm embrace to comfort him. I think this is the opportunity God gave me."

Yukinoko, who was on the way back, also heard their conversation and walked back a little faster.

However, in addition to what she heard, there was also a young man wearing tennis clothes and a white hat who heard it. He couldn't help but stop going home and followed her.

By the way, do you know what the Prince of Tennis hero’s unique skills are?

Chapter Thirteen: Mo Yi: Why is it always me who gets misunderstood!

"Yaozi, senior Mo Yi is so powerful. He can actually fight two of them with one, and he looks so relaxed."

A certain freshman girl sighed in admiration as she looked at Mo Yi, who was standing motionless and just kept returning the ball to counterattack.

However, she seemed to have overlooked someone. Teacher Da was still standing on Mo Yi's court, but he was helpless when the ball flew over.

"Yes, Mei."

The female student named Yaozi said with some confusion: