Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The two of them were very close, and the two of them were very close.

"I'm here to see Ryoma Echizen."

Xingyan nodded. He didn't plan to have too much contact with this girl who liked Ryoma Echizen.

"Hey, why are you here so early? Don't you need club training?"

Ryoma Echizen looked over when he heard the voice. When he saw Xingyan, he lowered his head and pulled his hat. He awkwardly grabbed the racket and walked in front of him.

He thought he would come after the club time was over, but it had just started.

His game would start soon, and he would feel a lot of pressure if this guy watched from the side.

"I have privileges. Normally I should be at your house at this time. Who is your opponent in the first game? Do you want to warm up?"

Xingyan raised his hand and pulled the brim of Ryoma's hat. He laughed when he saw him covering his hat with his hands and glaring with his eyes wide open.

Although we are of the same age, it is really fun to tease a child.

Before, I heard Uncle Nanjiro say how much fun it was to tease his son, and I thought it was the uncle's bad taste.

Now...

It's really good!

I really got led astray.

"Privileges are great, but your minister is really useless. He doesn't even know how to manage you..."

Ryoma snorted, stretched out his hand to pull Xingyan's tennis bag, and asked him to go to a place where there was no one to talk.

Although he may be slow to react to some things, the sight around him is too obvious now, especially the two guys with press cards, which are obviously wrong.

If this guy is bullied in Qingxue, he won't be able to explain to the old man when he goes home.

According to his mother, this is the only person who can play tennis with his old man.

"Is it okay for you to run so far?"

Standing by the wall, Xingyan looked at the location of the tennis court, and many people's attention was attracted there.

So they really didn't need to leave, because the clothes he wore today would not be ignored.

Hyotei's regular selection came to Seigaku, and caught up with Seigaku's regular selection trials.

Maybe someone would think too much, right?

"The two over there are reporters, don't you hate reporters very much?"

Ryoma glared, he didn't want this guy to be targeted by reporters, he really didn't know how to be kind.

"I don't like it, but there's no need to avoid it. Just ignore their interviews."

Xingyan nodded. Almost everyone he knew knew that he didn't like reporters.

But not liking it doesn't mean you need to avoid it. The more you hide, the more people will think you're easy to bully.

"Ryoma, it's your turn next!"

Hori, whose eyebrows almost grew together, waved over here. The first-year students of Qingxue were worried about Ryoma being taken aside by a person who looked like a senior from another school for a private chat.

It was not easy for a first-year student to participate in the selection competition. If he was abducted by another school, they would have no hope at all.

"Let's go, watch my game."

Ryoma put his hands in his pockets, tucked his tennis racket under his armpits, and walked back to the tennis court.

"Come on."

Xingyan's cheering showed no sincerity at all. He walked to the outside of the tennis court and stood, following Ryoma's figure.

The only first-year students participating in the competition in the court were the third and second years. Ryoma, the only first-year student, looked much smaller than the others.

The opponent in this game was not the original regular of the tennis club. Echizen Ryoma did not give him any chance after he came on the court, and used his right hand to cut the opponent to 0 points.

Xingyan, who was standing outside the court, just watched quietly, regardless of whether people around him were looking at him or not, as if he didn't feel it, and was not moved at all.

"My classmate, are you the regular player of Hyotei?"

Inoue Mamoru was originally focused on Ryoma's game, because he had confirmed from Coach Ryuzaki that Echizen Ryoma was the son of Echizen Nanjiro.

But when he heard the female reporter next to him keep saying that the boy was so handsome, he suddenly felt familiar after taking a few glances.

However, he didn't remember who the boy was, but he knew very well that the clothes were the regular players of Hyotei.

A regular player of Hyotei came to Seigaku and was very familiar with Echizen Ryoma...

There is definitely something wrong here.

"I don't accept interviews from reporters."

Xingyan only took a glance and retracted his gaze and continued to look at the competition field. He still had a deep impression of this reporter who had stopped him several times but failed to complete the interview.

However, this reporter has been reporting on youth tennis for so many years, but still hasn't been promoted?

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you talking like this? We are reporters from Tennis Monthly. It seems that you

It should be from the Hyotei Tennis Club. Please correct your attitude when we interview you!"

Shiba Saori glared at him. She originally thought that this guy was very handsome and wanted to take more photos later, but now she saw that he was so arrogant. As a reporter, she was angry!

"As a legal citizen, I have the right not to accept interviews. Mr. and Ms. Reporter, please stay away from me."

Xingyan didn't even bother to give a glance this time. These two reporters have been showing their presence in all the plots, but this doesn't mean that he needs to give face to the reporters.

"Xingyan, are you okay?"

Echizen Ryoma finished this game and didn't go to the side to record the score. He came over and directly blocked Xingyan and the two reporters.

"It doesn't matter. Go and do your own thing. Finish your game today as soon as possible, and we can go home earlier. "

Sweeping the two reporters with cold eyes, Xingyan patted Ryoma's hat and told him not to worry after seeing that the two had turned back to watch other games with trepidation.

Although most illusions can only be used on tennis, the threat of mental power is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"It's okay, then I'll continue."

After confirming that nothing was wrong, Ryoma turned and left. After having someone record his score, the next game would start soon.

After two consecutive games, Echizen Ryoma waited for a match with a regular.

A second-year student who looks fierce and makes snake-like sounds from his mouth, Kaidou Kaoru, who likes to play snake ball.

"The regular of Hyotei, coming to our place to watch the school selection so openly, doesn't it seem a bit bad? "

A gentle voice appeared beside him. This was the first person who directly pointed out that Xingyan, as a regular player of Hyotei, should not be here.

"If it is for the school, I am indeed not suitable to be here, but my current identity is Ryoma's friend. In order to prevent some habitual bullying of juniors by Qingxue, I need to watch him finish the school game safely here."

Xingyan chuckled in response. In response to Fuji Shusuke's smile, he directly expressed his distrust of Qingxue.

It should be normal to be questioned in a place where seniors hurt juniors' arms but no one cares?

"We don't have seniors bullying juniors in Qingxue. Could this person mistakenly blame our Qingxue for your Hyotei's affairs? "

Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes and looked at Xingyan, who was obviously provocative. He couldn't guess what this person was doing.

The so-called Qingxue habitually bullied the younger students. His first reaction was the incident of Tezuka being beaten, but that was two years ago...

Who is this person?

Does he really know about that incident, or is it a coincidence...