"It turns out he is the director of the Hyotei Tennis Club." Tachibana Yoshihei said solemnly.
Atobe Keigo is a very charismatic person.
He has real appeal, leadership and terrifying money-making ability.
Regardless of these, his personal strength is also very strong.
He is a national-level master on the same level as Seiichi Yukimura, Kunimitsu Tezuka and other masters.
The tennis level of junior high school students is roughly divided into Kanto level and national level.
Those below the Kanto level are basically trash fish. The Kanto level has the qualifications to enter the Kanto competition.
In other words, if you want to enter the national competition, the strength of the main candidates must at least reach the Kanto level and be close to the national level, otherwise you will be eliminated.
Currently, there are no more than two Kanto-class people in Fudo Peak.
on the contrary.
There are many talented people in Hyotei Academy, but they are not on the same level as Fudomine.
With such confidence, it is not too much to regard Fudomine as a trash fish.
After all, Fudoho had been suspended for a year, and the members lacked experience in competitions.
But Tachibana Yoshihei believes that after the experience of competition, the players will grow at an amazing speed.
"If you don't even dare to set the goal of winning the championship, you won't get far. I am the current director of the Fudomine Tennis Club, Tachibana Yoshihei." Tachibana Yoshihei stretched out his hand.
"Brother, why are you so polite to him? He looks down on us Fudafeng!" Juxing pouted, dissatisfied.
"Oh? It seems that you are very dissatisfied with my evaluation." Atobe raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Pa." He snapped his fingers, elegantly and proudly.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance to challenge me and prove Fudoho's strength."
"However, don't be intoxicated by my skills~"
"Yes, Birch."
"Yes." The tall man accompanying him said dullly.
"You are too narcissistic." Juxing hugged her shoulders with both hands and complained with a dark face.
"Atobe, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are still so narcissistic." Before Tachibana Yoshihei could reply, he heard a magnetic voice.
He turned around and saw a gentle-faced man wearing a white coat and black-rimmed glasses walking slowly.
"Long time no see." The man's voice was familiar, but his tone was unfamiliar.
who is he?
Tachibana Jippei was stunned for a moment, staring at Kamishiro Ai's face.
Although blocked by a thick black frame, a pair of deep black eyes can still be seen.
The bangs hanging down covered his forehead, and the edges and corners of his face were similar to a person in his memory.
"Why, have I changed that much? Little Orange?" The two Tachibana and Jippei brothers looked confused, with the corners of their mouths raised slightly.
"Are you...Brother Jindailan? You have changed so much." Hearing this title that was dusty in his memory, Tachibana Yoshihei looked stunned.
"Kamidai Blue?" Atobe narrowed his eyes, rolled up the bangs on his forehead with his fingers, looked at Jindai Blue carefully, and then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, why do you, a violent person, do this?"
Before Kamishiro Aoi went to Kansai, he studied abroad with Atobe.
Both of them are heirs to a large conglomerate, so they would naturally be interested in getting to know each other.
When Atobe was learning tennis at a British club, he was often bullied by foreigners.
Due to the general physical fitness of Asians, it is simply difficult for him to beat his peers.
All this changed after the appearance of God Generation Blue.
The young Kamishiro Ami directly defeated the club's talented junior high school student.
His tennis style is even more intimidating.
Then Kamishiro Ai led Atobe to run rampant in the club.
And he traveled around the streets and stadiums, destroying the will of overseas talents of the same age.
That memory was still fresh in Atobe's mind.
Because Jindailan's tennis style is the most terrifying he has ever seen.
If he can join Hyotei Academy, he will be more certain of winning this year.
"Why are you here in Kanto? Do you want to join our Hyotei Academy and dominate the country together?" Atobe extended an invitation to Kamishiro Blue.
Atobe clearly understands that Jindailan, who has terrifying talents, must currently have national-level strength.
Hyotei Academy currently lacks such masters.
"I'm sorry, Atobe, Tachibana and I have an agreement that we will win the national championship this year." Jindailan declined gently.
"Great, is Kamishiro-nii coming to Fudomine?" Juxing looked excited.
"Yes. You won't refuse to take me in, will you?" Jindailan smiled lightly, and the sun reflected the genial and warm smile.
Such a gentle Kamidai Lan was so different from the one in his memory that Juxing was a little distracted for a moment.
"Of course not, I'm honored." Tachibana Jippei smiled: "Welcome to Fudomine, Minister Jindai."
Tachibana Jiping remembered the agreement made by several people.
That afternoon, Kamishiro Ami said with a smile: "Hey, let's win the national championship together in junior high school, Chitose, Tachibana."
Two years have flown by and things have changed.
Now that he saw Kamidai Lan again, the first thing that emerged in his heart was not joy, but guilt.
Ashamed that he had hurt Chitose, which led to them parting ways now.
However, after seeing Kamishiro Ami's gentle smile, the depression in his heart seemed to be relieved.
He believed everything would be fine.
Because in his heart, Shendailan is a leader who will never fail and has a very charismatic personality.
"What a pity. I didn't expect to become your enemy." Atobe flicked the curly hair on his forehead, his expression no longer as relaxed as before.
"But Hyotei Academy will definitely win the national championship this year." Atobe immediately showed a serious expression and his eyes were sharp: "Even if the opponent is you, it will not help."
"Let's play a game, Kamishiro Ami. I haven't seen you in the past five years, so your tennis skills will be familiar." Atobe flipped his hair.
"I'm invincible, aren't I, Huadi."
"yes."
"Interesting, I also want to see the strength of Hyotei Academy's headmaster. I hope you won't be beaten to tears by me like in the past, right, Kikyo." Kamishiro Ami smiled.
"Eh? It's..." Juxing was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously responded, and then she found herself being treated as a repeater like Kajiro Ai, sulking on the side with her mouth puffed out.
"Why are you crying? Don't be too arrogant. I am no longer the same person as before." When talking about the dirty information, Atobe Keigo suddenly broke the news and said coldly with a dark face.
In the past, he had only played one match with Kamidaoran.
The ending was horrific. Not only was he beaten black and blue, he was even beaten to tears.
Since then, Atobe has never played a match against Kamishiro Blue.
Five years have passed, and the fear in his memory gradually blurred. Coupled with the improvement of his own strength, Atobe launched a challenge to avenge Kamidai Lan.
At the same time, he also wanted to find out the information about Kamidaoran.
"Come on, let's play a simple game. I have training later." Atobe walked towards the training ground.
"Little Orange, watch out. If you want to win the championship this year, you must be at least better than Atobe." Kamishiro Aoi was walking slowly behind with a tennis bag on his back.
"Don't hide anymore, come out." Tachibana Jippei turned around and shouted towards the corner behind him.
