"Buchou, what on earth is going on?" The Fudomine members headed by Kamio came out of the corner and asked urgently.
Before, they saw Tachibana Jippei answer a phone call, and then he showed an expression of surprise that they had never seen before, and hurried out of the academy.
The group's pet, Juxing, also ran out.
Out of curiosity and concern, the Fudomine Tennis Club's main selection followed secretly.
As a result, we saw a conflict between the minister and Hyotei Academy.
There was even a man I had never seen before.
Called by the minister...the new president of the Fudomine Tennis Club? !
This caused a hint of panic in their hearts.
Tachibana Jiping led them to rebel against the senior class and establish a new tennis club to get them out of the situation of being bullied.
In their hearts, Tachibana Jippei has become an indispensable person for Fudomine.
They were afraid that Tachibana Jippei would just leave.
"Everyone, let's go and see it together. He is the big brother I once said, and he will also be our director of Fudomine." Seeing the concerns of the members, Tachibana Yoshihei said with a smile.
"I remember, Buchou, you once said that your eldest brother was much stronger than you when he took you to play tennis!" Kamio lost his voice.
At the beginning of the establishment of the new tennis club, Tachibana Jippei also said this.
Now I am only the acting minister, and the real minister is someone else.
But two years have passed, and the members have forgotten all this.
"Are you kidding? I won't just accept a stranger as a minister." Kamio clenched his fists and said unwillingly.
"That's right, there is only one minister in my heart." Tetsuya Ishida looked dissatisfied.
"Oh, it's really troublesome. The minister came back for no reason, and he even competed with Hyotei's guys. Since he has such courage, his strength should not be bad, which is a good thing for us Fudomine. But Minister Tachibana has always been very Take care of us, if the new minister can't show any superb skills to convince us, then..." Fukaji Ibu began to think alone.
"Stop arguing and follow along." Finally, it was Tachibana Jippei's upright voice that stopped the members' whispers.
"Without Jindai, there would be no Tachibana Jippei now. To me, he is a completely trustworthy big brother! He will lead us to the national competition."
Forced by Tachibana Yoshihei's authority, the members stopped their dissatisfaction, exchanged glances, and followed closely.
"It seems that the headmaster of Hyotei Academy is going to compete with another person. Go and have a look."
"Is he that national-level master?"
"The other party seems to be the chief of Fudomine."
As the news leaked, many spectators rushed towards the training ground where Ai Kamishiro and Atobe were.
"Oh, the number of spectators suddenly increased." Atobe raised his right hand high, snapped his fingers, and said with an intoxicated look on his face: "Don't be intoxicated by my magnificent skills."
As expected of She Niu and Ben Niu, there is no one with such a second level of secondary education.
Watching Atobe's performance, Kamishiro Ami smiled.
像迹部这样爱显摆的人总是欠揍的。
"Let me see your progress, Atobe."
Jindailan opened his tennis bag and took out a simple and worn racket.
"That racket!" The moment the racket was taken out, there were shouts of exclamation.
"Are you kidding me? Why does that racket only have two lines?" Kamio rubbed his eyes and asked in disbelief.
"Can a racket with two strings really be able to hit back?" Tachibana looked at Tachibana Jippei.
The latter looked solemn.
“For a racket, it is very important whether the string bed is fully stretched. If a string is loose, the tension will be affected, greatly reducing the accuracy and success rate of the return, and even risking the racket breaking. From Theoretically, a tennis racket with only two strings fixes the return point at the intersection of the two strings. At the same time, the catching force of the tennis racket is also limited, so the requirements for the user are very high. No, to be precise, the current national There should be no one in the middle school who can master this kind of beat."
"The design of this racket is just beautiful." Juxing couldn't help but said.
"This kind of brand can't even bear Ishida's strength." Kamio said worriedly.
"Hey, what do you mean by this hyphen? Am I weak in strength?" Ishida Tetsu rolled up his sleeves.
"Uh, sorry, sorry."
Compared to the hustle and bustle in the stands, Kamishiro Ai's side seemed relaxed and leisurely.
"Atobe, let's just make a small score. I'm afraid you'll cry if there's more." Jindailan said softly, holding the cross racket.
Although he had a smile as warm as the sun on his face, he said such arrogant and conceited words.
The Fudomine members suddenly looked at each other.
"So... so courageous!" Tetsu Ishida, who has always admired strength and has an innate desire to follow the strong, immediately said in admiration.
The other members nodded subconsciously.
"It seems that although Jindai's appearance and temperament have changed, he is still very arrogant and confident in his heart. However, the other party is the minister of Hyōtei, so he is not that easy to deal with." Tachibana Yoshihira said.
"Deputy...Deputy Minister, do you think the Minister can win?" Itake Fukaji hesitated for a moment and changed his title.
"If we were the gods, we would never lose." Tachibana Yoshihei said confidently.
"That's right." Juxing nodded.
.......
"Kamidai, I thought you had changed your gender, but now it seems that your bad character has not changed at all." Atobe's expression was not good-looking.
It's obvious that Kamishiro Ami doesn't take him seriously when using this kind of racket, which is something Atobe's self-esteem can't bear.
"It seems that you are still living in the past, so let me crush your pride with my own hands." Atobe took out a tennis racket, covered his face with his left hand, and his sharp eyes were exposed: "A small score in the game is not bad, at least you You won’t collapse from exhaustion, I will see through your weaknesses.”
"You start." Jindailan threw the ball to Atobe, who did not refuse.
Atobe slapped the tennis ball hard, the atmosphere in the entire tennis court solidified, and the trivial sounds suddenly stopped.
Atobe stared at Kamishiro Ami and thought to himself: "With this kind of racket, you can't even catch my serve. You are too arrogant, Kamishiro Ami."
While Atobe was observing Kamidai Lan, Kamidai Lan was also observing Atobe.
Atobe Keigo.
The head of the Hyotei Tennis Club is also one of the top ten talents in the entire anime.
He has a solid foundation and the ability to penetrate weaknesses.
He is a talent with full potential to go global.
"Atobe, I hope your ice and snow won't melt too fast." Jindailan bent his knees slightly, preparing to fight back.
"The game begins." Juxing sat on the referee's bench and shouted loudly.
"Bang." Atobe threw the tennis ball into the air, straightened his legs, jumped up hard, and pressed his body's center of gravity toward the tennis racket.
The posture is impeccably perfect.
The tennis ball crossed the yellow mark and exploded towards the half of the court where Jindai Lan was.
"Such a fast speed, is this the strength of a national-level player?" Fudomine members outside the court couldn't help but exclaimed.
They could barely see the fleeting shadow of the ball.
