Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The truth is, the truth is that the truth is not true.

"Miss Ju Xing, girls should learn to protect themselves. It is irresponsible to bet on yourself and hurt your family. If your family knew, no matter what the result is, they would be sad and worried..."

After listening to the story, Xing Yan looked at Ji Bu and nodded, knowing that this was the case.

He lowered his head and looked at Ju Xing, who was nervous. He didn't say who was wrong, but told Ju Xing in a gentle tone that this kind of thing should not have happened from the beginning.

At this time, it is meaningless to argue about right and wrong.

Instead of arguing about those, it is better to teach these people a lesson and wash away the blame that Ji Bu was suddenly brought by the plot.

A person who doesn't have enough time for normal training suddenly wants to go out for a walk and agrees to such a bet from a girl?

If it were any other time, Atobe would have suspected that the girl had bad intentions.

"But... but he said too much, I'm so angry..."

Ju Xing was about to cry because she was wronged, but she also knew that her behavior just now was indeed impulsive.

But she still felt that she was angry because those people were too much...

"Sympathize with the weak? Just because they lost, you think they shouldn't be ridiculed. Then don't you think there is a problem when they say that the school teams of certain schools are not good?"

Xing Yan looked at the two people from Yulin Middle School. Although it was a development of the plot, it was also amazing that they could force Atobe to get angry.

"They are not wrong. The main players of Hyotei are all rich. They look down on us poor people..."

Tachibana was still sad. She often stayed at the street tennis court. Some of her thoughts and words at this time were similar to those of the two people in Yulin Middle School.

"I seem to understand. Typical hatred of the rich... If this is the case, there is really no way to talk anymore. Let's meet on the tennis court. Strength is the most basic. Atobe, Karaji, let's go!"

Xingyan was thinking about saying something else, but now he suddenly realized why he was talking so much nonsense with these people.

Sure enough, he encountered a plot trap and almost fell into it.

He greeted Atobe and Karaji to leave, walked out of the park and got in the car directly, and asked the driver to take Atobe home first.

"Xingyan, the situation just now was a bit strange..."

Atobe sat in the back seat, stroking his chin with his fingers, and his eyes became more and more unhappy.

He also found that the situation just now was not right.

That girl has no attraction at all, how could she agree to such a stupid bet? It was simply a disgrace to his uncle Atobe.

Regardless of winning or losing, he was the only one who would be embarrassed in the end.

"The younger sister of Fudomine's head coach, Tachibana Yoshihei, is said to be a dark horse this year. If they meet in the metropolitan tournament, all of them will be selected and they will be reduced to 0 points!"

Xingyan was in a bad mood. He had been in this world for so long, and this was the first time he was pitted by the plot.

When he thought of Hyotei's appearance in the plot as the head coach teasing a little girl, and then losing miserably to Fudomine in the metropolitan tournament, this kind of thing was absolutely unbearable.

"Metropolitan tournament... I hope to meet them."

Atobe couldn't figure out why he was so stupid before, but now he didn't dwell on it. Instead of thinking about it, he might as well think about how to improve the strength of Hyotei's tennis club.

Just like Xingyan said, everything still depends on strength.

After they left, the tennis court fell into a strange silence.

"Senior Momoshiro, I'm going home first. Will you come with me?"

Ryoma tugged at his hat, returned Momoshiro's tennis bag to him, and then called him to leave together.

"Ah? Let's go!

It's so late, we still have to go shopping, what happened just now!

Why did Xingyan come here...

It's over, it's over, he must think I'm in the same group with these people, what should I do!

Will he dislike me next time we meet..."

Momoshiro Takeshi walked beside Ryoma, and asked Ryoma with a tangled face why they felt like they were standing opposite Xingyan.

"I know that, aren't you going to chase the thief? How can you stand on the opposite side of that narcissistic guy? Although he is too narcissistic and his tennis skills are just barely good, that guy's character is still good..."

Echizen Ryoma had a good impression of Atobe, probably because when Xingyan was eating spicy hot pot, he and Atobe had a friendship of eating clear soup hot pot together.

"Ryoma, do you know that Atobe? How is he? Is he very strong?"

When it comes to tennis, Takeshi Momoshiro forgets everything else.

He put his hand on Ryoma's head and asked what Atobe's tennis is like.

"He defeated Minister Tezuka last year, but he was just average. I played against him before... I'm still far behind!"

Ryoma said all the facts, but his habitual ending sentence made Momoshiro misunderstand in an instant.

"Is it true?"

Takeshi Momoshiro chased Ryoma and continued to ask, but at this time Ryoma also realized that he seemed not to say too much.

After all, no one actually won at that time...

It's better not to answer this question. When you meet Atobe next time, play against that guy and make sure to beat him!

"Venom, guess who we just met? Xingyan was just here. Did you see him? He was with Ryoma..."

Momoshiro Takeshi met Kaidou Kaoru who was running on the roadside. He was sweating all over and seemed to be overtrained. He also talked about meeting Xingyan in a boastful way.

As a proud and shy fan, Kaidou Kaoru first widened his eyes in disappointment, but then thought of his tragic experience that evening, and suddenly felt that it was a good thing that he didn't meet him.

"I'm leaving first, seniors, chat slowly."

Ryoma looked at the two people and started to glare at them again, and hurried to say goodbye and go home.

It was indeed too late today, and he had to go home to ask the old man whether he had let Xingyan get 0 points.