Prince of Tennis Fraudster

But Sanada remained unmoved; information on the team's starting lineup was generally readily available if one was willing. His gaze swept over a seemingly unremarkable young man: "Inoue, step forward!"

"Yes!"

The young man who was called upon stood up.

When Renwang saw this person, he frowned. This guy had never performed well in the team, he was not outstanding, and he didn't have anything special about him.

"This is going to be tough..."

However, Kitahara raised an eyebrow, carefully scrutinized Inoue's eyes, and said, "Inoue Ichiro, 2nd year, Group C, number 23. He has a calm personality and perseverance, but his performance is mediocre. His shoes are the latest Nike models, but his training volume probably isn't high, so the wear and tear period is relatively long. As for his racket..."

At this point, Kitaen's voice trailed off, and everyone around her burst into laughter. But Inoue's heart skipped a beat; he felt inexplicably uneasy about the girl in front of him.

But Beiyuan said, "If I remember correctly, he just changed his racket last week. It's a Wilson brand, lighter and more suitable for beginners."

As everyone listened, their brows furrowed repeatedly.

"Gudu..."

Inoue swallowed hard.

Sanada raised an eyebrow and said, "Is that so?"

Inoue's expression softened, and he said, "Yes, yes..."

"hiss……"

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock.

Niou's gaze towards Kitaen changed considerably. He was certain that she had only recently begun gathering information, but the fact that she could uncover the details even from someone as inconspicuous as Inoue suggested that she possessed an extraordinary memory.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Seeing Sanada's silence, Kitaen smiled and said, "Since no one objects, does that mean I've passed the test?"

"and many more!!"

Just then, a voice rang out. Nakajo, racket tucked between his legs, coldly said, "As the team manager, at least let us know your abilities, right? Why don't I test your skills then!"

He is an extremely chauvinistic man who, deep down, despises women. It's simply impossible for Beiyuan to stand above him and boss him around.

"This Nakajo..."

Nakagawa, standing in the crowd, shook his head. Putting aside whether it was good or bad for him to step forward like this, men are generally stronger than women, and no matter what the effect was, Sanada would definitely despise him for doing this.

Sure enough, a glint flashed in Sanada's eyes.

The others didn't think much of it; they looked at Beiyuan expectantly, wanting to see how she would answer.

This includes Liu and Marui, who has recovered.

"Ah……"

Bei Yuan smiled, a very playful smile. She shook her head and said, "Tennis isn't my strong suit..."

"Hehe!!" Nakajo chuckled smugly.

But Beiyuan then added, "However, if you really want to compete, someone will compete against you for me."

Zhongtiao raised an eyebrow, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Who?"

"I!"

A calm and familiar voice came, and Nakajo's heart skipped a beat, followed by an uncontrollable tremor in his body.

Everyone else, including Sanada, felt a twitch in their eyelids.

It's him?

Then, Niou, with a slightly hunched back, walked forward step by step and said, "Nakajo-kun, would you like to have another match with me?"

"No, no..."

Nakajo's expression changed drastically. Another match with Niou? Unless he's gone mad, this guy, after disappearing for three days along with the other starters, suddenly exudes a terrifying aura.

When his eyes meet, his body will instinctively stiffen.

At this point, Beiyuan seized the opportunity and said, "In that case, is there anyone else who objects?"

Those who weren't regulars, under pressure from Niou, dared not utter a word even if they disliked Kitazono, and could only pin their hopes on the other regulars. For example, Sanada, who had perfected Rikkai's rules.

But they were disappointed...

After a moment's thought, Liu said, "I agree!"

"Agreed." "Agreed"...

The remaining four starters, including Kirihara, nodded. Sanada, however, gave Niou a deep look before nodding and saying, "Agreed."

They could tell that the relationship between Niou and Kitaen was unusual.

Furthermore, this girl is not just a pretty face; her incredible memory and her performance on the spot were quite remarkable.

Based on two points, they are unlikely to object.

The regulars agreed, and the other non-regulars, including Nakajo, could only suppress their resentment and nod in agreement.

Bei Yuan bowed deeply and solemnly said, "Thank you all for your trust!"

From this moment on, Rikkai had its first female tennis manager in history.

On the way home from school, Niou looked at the North Garden next door and asked in confusion, "How did you memorize those people's information?"

The girl laughed and said, "Carry it on my back!"

背！

The single word, spoken by Kita-en, seemed effortless. But Ni-ou knew very well what lay behind those two words.

Even for him, with his system and mental strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, it would be very difficult to memorize other people's information for three or four days.

"Oh, right."

Renwang seemed to remember something and asked, "Don't you live on campus? Or do you rent a place near me?"

Bei Yuan laughed and said, "Guess!"

"This……"

Renou frowned, various possibilities flashing through his mind, before finally exclaiming in surprise, "You wouldn't...?"

"Bingo!"

Niou's eyes widened. "Hokuen is too audacious!"

Do your parents know about this?

"Of course I know!"

As the two returned home, their mother, Keiko, greeted them with a smile.

"Shouye, you've finally arrived! Come in, come in!"

She automatically ignored Niou, who was standing next to her.

Ren-wang, however, connected his mother's reactions over the past two days and his lips twitched.

"So that's how it is..."

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Kanto Lottery [5/5, Please Subscribe!]

About three or four days ago, Kitaen contacted Niou's mother, saying that she wanted to transfer to this school, but had nowhere to stay.

Keiko, sensing something amiss, immediately agreed. She then began tidying the house, preparing another empty bed.

"Ugh……"

Lying on the bed, Niou sighed softly.

"Now, I'm not even a third-class citizen anymore..."

In Niou's family, his younger sister Natsumi is his parents' darling, a first-class citizen. His mother and older sister are second-class citizens, while Niou, as he grows up, receives the same treatment as his father, a third-class citizen.

But the arrival of Kita-en lowered King Ni's rank. One can imagine the resentment in his heart.

However, Bei Yuan's arrival did not bring about any changes in the Wang family. It was like a pebble sinking into the ocean, silently nourishing everything.

Kita-en also performed well, helping Niou's mother cook and clean, and frequently taking Natsumi to and from school. To some extent, this freed up Niou's time.

Moreover, this is a situation that Niou would be happy to see.

Time flies, and the day of the Kanto Tournament draw has arrived.

Rikkai University.

As the previous Kanto champion, this is where the draw for the tournament is traditionally held.

Early in the morning, people from many other schools began to arrive.

Almost every well-known school in Kanagawa, Tokyo, Chiba, and other regions came. Of course, not all of them attended; only the heads and vice-heads of their respective schools did.

By 8:00 AM, most of the staff had arrived.

Inside the large classroom, young people dressed in white shirts were full of energy and confidence. Some were calm, some were arrogant, and of course, some were reserved.

"Oishi, don't be too nervous"

The calm voice made a young man with an egg-shaped haircut sitting in the back row flinch, and his expression softened considerably.

Shuichiro Oishi, the vice-captain of the Tokyo Seishun Gakuen tennis club, and his partnership with Eiji Kikumaru is known as the "Golden Combination".

Perhaps it was Tezuka's strong personality that led to the selection of a more lenient vice-captain.

Nodding, Oishi said, "Tezuka came here last summer, didn't he?"

The spacious classroom, coupled with Rikkai's prestigious reputation, gave the place a grand and imposing atmosphere. As a result, even the most arrogant and conceited contestants, once they arrived, lost their initial swagger.

This is Rikkai University, the undisputed champion.

"Tezuka, Seigaku is really on fire this year, isn't they, Kabaji?"

"Yes!"

A young man wearing a coat walked up behind Tezuka and Oishi.

His hair was purplish-gray and parted in the middle, and his handsome face could make young girls jealous. However, the beauty mark under his right eye was like the finishing touch in a painting, adding a touch of mystery.

Keigo Atobe, captain of Hyotei Academy, Tokyo's top school. He is extremely confident in his abilities, even arrogant. However, his national-level status and being the only son of the Atobe family make his arrogance seem justified.