Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

The tennis ball hit the thick tennis backpack and instantly lost its impact force, falling to the ground with a "thump".

A black tennis ball mark was left on the tennis backpack.

Boom!

Entrance direction to the tennis courts.

A tennis ball flew like a sharp arrow towards the black foreigner with dreadlocks.

After landing, the tennis ball spun rapidly on the ground, bounced back and headed straight towards his face.

Offspin serve!

The black foreigner with dreadlocks reacted quickly as well. He tilted his head slightly to avoid the ball, then raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the tennis ball came from. He saw a kid standing at the entrance with a red racket pointed at him.

"washisGod."

Echizen Ryoma looked at the black foreigner with dreadlocks with a cold face and started speaking English.

"It's Echizen! Great! We're saved!"

When Junpei Horio saw Ryoma Echizen coming, he was surprised and excited.

Ultimately, Junpei Horio is just lucky.

Tonight, Ryoma Echizen happened to be training with a ball serving machine next door. After hearing the familiar sound, he came over to take a look and happened to see this scene.

I learned that these foreigners were looking for me.

Echizen Ryoma didn't hesitate at all and immediately played a tennis game with the two of them.

Thirty minutes later.

Ryoma Echizen lay on the court, unconscious.

".¨Tell Echizen Ryoma and Chen Fan for me that if they want Echizen Ryoma's ball skills, they should come to us with the admission letter from Babulu Academy."

"By the way, my name is Modisha." The black foreigner with dreadlocks pointed at himself, and then pointed at the blond and blue-eyed white foreigner next to him, "His name is Mali."

"Three days later, it's still this tennis court."

Done.

Modisha and Mali waved their hands and left.

......

The tennis court next to Rikkai University Junior High School.

Kirihara Akaya and Sanada Genichirō were playing a father-son tennis match.

At the same time, the two new and old vice presidents were also reminiscing about the past in disguise.

Little Haidai enthusiastically told his real father about the glorious and interesting things that happened when he was the vice president.

Genichirō Sanada also listened with great interest.

The atmosphere is very harmonious and beautiful.

however.

This wonderful atmosphere (of Li Haohao) was broken by two people who suddenly broke into the tennis court.

"Oh! Found it! The standard seaweed head! You must be Kirihara Akaya, right?"

A red-haired man, about two meters tall, with a ponytail, looked like a model.

At this moment, he was looking at Kirihara Akaya with a smile on his face, looking very polite.

Next to the red-haired man, there was another man who looked very strange.

He was short, only as tall as Echizen Ryoma, wearing a pair of flip-flops and a white robe with a hood that covered his head. His entire body was wrapped tightly, with only his arms exposed.

The two arms also looked extremely strange, wrapped completely in white bandages.

Like a mummy that had just been dug out.

"It seems like there's one more person getting in the way, and I have to waste some time again... quit"

The strange man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, just like the sound of an old car's worn-out exhaust pipe.

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The sudden appearance of two people made the atmosphere on the scene tense.

"Kirihara, don't act rashly, these two people have very strong auras!"

After a brief reaction, Genichirō Sanada stood in front of Kirihara Akaya and protected him.

Followed by.

Genichirō Sanada's aura also dissipated, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Kirihara Akaya behind him was already beginning to feel surprised.

He knew his real father's personality. He was always calm and steady. Even if he met a strong enemy, he would not be like this.

"Vice President Sanada... they are very strong... how strong are they?"

"Is he stronger than Coach Chen Fan?"

Kirihara Akaya couldn't help but feel curious.

His strength was not enough to sense his opponent's aura, so he could only ask Genichirō Sanada to satisfy his curiosity.

"I don't think it's as strong as Coach Chen Fan's, but I'm afraid it's at the same level as Echizen Ryuga! It's definitely not easy!"

"What? Echizen Ryuga level?"

After hearing the explanation from his real father, Kirihara Akari couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Who is Echizen Ryuga?

The Sakura team is second only to coach Chen Fan, and is one of the top professional players.

Where did these two people come from who are able to be on par with Echizen Ryuga's level?

Why is there no information about these two people in the world competition?

"Oh my, it's our first meeting. Thank you for your guidance."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Sicily and I'm from Italy!"

The tall red-haired man introduced himself politely.

As he said that, he turned around and touched the head of the strange man next to him. The strange man was only as tall as his waist.

"Baka, why don't you introduce yourself?"

Weird man: “…”

silence.

"Okay! You rude guy!"

Sicily shook his head helplessly, as if disappointed with Bacca's ignorance.

The two people's behavior seemed very strange to outsiders.

Genichirō Sanada was already tense inside, but after seeing the two's behavior, he couldn't help himself.

No wonder, no wonder these two people give me such a dangerous feeling.

It turned out to be the aura of a professional player.

Genichirō Sanada thought to himself.

At the same time, he became more vigilant.

Although Genichirō Sanada was not familiar with Sicily and Baka, he still knew where they came from.

During the World Championship, he was one of Medanore's negotiators.

Now that they have come to them after the World Championship, it is obvious that they are not here to congratulate them.

really.

After some conversation.

Sicily and Baka formed a doubles team and invited Kirihara Akaya and Sanada Genichirō (bccb) to play a doubles match together.

The aura of both people was exuding intentionally or unintentionally, and it was obvious.

In this match, no matter whether Genichirō Sanada and Akaya Kirihara agree or not, they have to fight.

Arikirihara Akari was also there, and to be on the safe side, Sanada Genichirō agreed to their request.

Simultaneously.

He also wanted to see what the ultimate goals of Sicily and Bacca were.

Game start.

Genichirō Sanada didn't dare to agree.

He used [Wind, Fire, and Thunder] right from the start.

however.

This is the secret that makes Genichirō Sanada proud.

In front of Sicily and Bacca, it was useless and had no useful value at all.

When he saw his [Thunderbolt] being intercepted back by the tall red-haired guy Mali again, Genichirō Sanada burst out with all his strength.

Om-! !

The black dragon's double slash!

The tennis ball hit by Genichirō Sanada flew to the left at the moment it bounced and was about to be returned by Baka.

Boom——! !

15-0.

After the total score was narrowed to 3-0, Genichirō Sanada finally scored a point.

"Great!"

Kirihara Akaya also looked excited.

When he saw Genichirō Sanada starting to show his strength, he thought it was the clarion call for a counterattack.

"Ok?"

Bacca was also caught off guard by this goal.

His head, which was wrapped in a huge white hood, was slightly raised, revealing a pair of dark and lifeless eyes.

It seemed like a lifeless dead doll, very weird.

"It seems like you are the best at fighting..."

Baka's hoarse voice sounded again, like a call from thousands of years ago, full of historical sense.

"Sicily, give this man to me. I want to make him into a human figurine..."

"Isn't it a little too cruel?"

Sicily put one hand on her waist and touched her ponytail with the other hand, as if she was fixing her hair and was very concerned about her image.

Baka: “…”

Baka responded with silence.

Sicily shook her head helplessly: "You are such a headache kid."

"Forget it, let's finish this early and go back to join Mali and the others."

After Sicily finished speaking, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, showing his sunny aura. He looked at Genichirō Sanada and Akaya Kirihara, and changed the racket that was originally in his right hand to his left hand.

left handed!?

Genichirō Sanada and Akaya Kirihara were both startled.

Just now, two people attacked with all their strength, but he easily blocked them all. I didn’t expect that he hadn’t even used his full strength or even taken it seriously?

"I'm sorry, this might be a bit cruel to you."