Chapter 83: Sunset

"Busan, what should we do? We actually ran into Hyotei Academy in the first match."

Murata Heichang's face was a little ugly. Although they were very confident in front of outsiders, they knew their own business. Since the graduation of the class from Byodoin, their overall strength has declined rapidly.

"Deputy Minister, there is nothing to be afraid of. I heard that most of the people in Hyotei this year are freshmen. Even if they are strong, how strong can they be?

Before Matsudaira Shin'ao opened his mouth, another third-year student was already shouting. You know, Hyotei was stopped by them in the semifinals last year, and Rikkai University was stopped in the quarterfinals when they met them.

This year, there are rumors that these two teams are very strong because they have produced many talented players. But who knows if it is just an exaggeration. After all, the national competition is not just a game of playing house.

"Kosuke, shut up!"

Matsudaira Shin'ao growled with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Regardless of whether the rumors about Hyotei Academy's strength are groundless or not, everyone should cheer up this time. What happened in the Kansai finals before must not happen again."

His face twitched, and Matsudaira Shin'ao glanced at all of Makino Teng's regular picks. Although he was still confident now, the tactics of Shitenhoji had taught him a lesson.

Especially that kid named Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who was almost stepping on his reputation to get a position.

"What a bullshit Bible! Don't let me touch it again!"

There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes, and Matsudaira Shin'ao remembered the special move he had just mastered last month. This time he must win back twice as much.

"Yes!" Mu Zhiteng and the others responded in unison.

Matsudaira Shin'ao's words of instruction were still very effective , and now the glory and prestige of Makino Teng are still there. Compared to a mere championship in the Kansai tournament, winning two consecutive national championships is their real source of pride.

…

Not to mention Mu Zhiteng and the others who are still living in the dream.

the other side.

Hyotei is also actively preparing information about the opponents he will encounter in each of the next games.

Although they faced Makuteng in the first match of the national competition, Hyotei was not extremely nervous.

Not to mention the information shared by Shi Tian Bao Temple, the fact that Mu Zhiteng lost to Shi Tian Bao Temple alone caused its halo to be lost greatly.

"So what if we win two consecutive championships? We still have to see who is stronger."

Except for Atobe, Uesugi Yu and Oshitari, all the other players of Hyotei were full of energy.

Two days later.

Seven or eight buses carrying more than 200 members of the Hyotei Tennis Club drove towards the Ariake Tennis Forest Park.

"Oshitaki, are you feeling nervous?"

Mukaihi Taketo swallowed, his tone a little tense.

The closer he got to the court, the more he felt his body trembling with excitement. He would wipe his hands on his knees from time to time. Xiangri felt nervous and excited when he thought about facing the number one player in the country.

"Don't worry, if you're too scared I can lend you a pair of pants."

Oshitari's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Xiangri was stunned, and after a few seconds his face turned pale and red.

"Asshole Oshitari, you know that's not what I meant!"

Glancing at his teammates around him, Xiangri lowered his voice, approached Oshitari and spoke "fiercely".

"Look at Atobe and Uesugi..."

Without further explanation, Oshitari smiled and patted Xiangri's shoulder.

"Heh... just a mere Makino Teng. Rikkai University put a lot of pressure on them back then. At that time, he saw the serious expressions of Uesugi and Atobe. If he and Xiangri hadn't won..."

Oshitari pushed his glasses and couldn't help but think of the doubles match against Rikkai University.

"Forehead……"

Xiangri climbed up the seat and looked forward, and found that the two backbones of Hyotei were chatting and laughing, and their expressions looked like they were going on a picnic.

“Tsk…”

Xiang Ri silently shrank back into his seat, and he suddenly realized that he was indeed very stupid.

…

Not long after, the bus drove into the park. The huge team of Bingdi also stunned the teams from other schools who saw the new Bingdi for the first time.

"There are 200 members in the tennis club of just one middle school?" Some schools from Kyushu, Shikoku or Hokkaido were shocked.

Especially when they arrived at the competition venue between Hyotei and Makuno Teng, the loud cheers from the Hyotei members really made them feel what pressure was.

"Asshole! Who was the champion last time?"

Matsudaira Shin'ao looked very unhappy. The members of Hyotei almost surrounded the entire stadium. Everywhere he looked, there were gray figures. The members of their Makuteng department were mixed in among them like a ragtag army.

On a high platform in the distance.

As usual, Tezuka appeared here with the members of Seigaku. This national competition was worth their attention.

"Hehe...Hyotei's style is as strong as ever~"

As if sensing Mu Zhiteng's anger, Bu Er said intriguingly with his unique gentle smile on his face.

"This is also a kind of off-field psychological interference. If you are blinded by anger from the beginning..."

Tezuka stood calmly at the front, but his calm words rang in the ears of everyone in Seigaku.

"Besides Fuji and Qian, others still have a lot to learn."

There was a hint of determination in Tezuka's eyes. Next year he would also lead the team on the court instead of in the stands.

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Under the court.

"Next, the second round of the national competition will begin, with Hyotei Academy facing Makino Teng Academy."

"Players from both sides, please come forward!"

After the broadcast started, the two sides shook hands with a tense atmosphere.

Mu Zhiteng, from the director to the members, stared at the Bingdi people with anger in their eyes. They would take revenge for this humiliation on the court.

"Next, the singles match for number three will begin."

"Akutagawa Jiro of Hyotei versus Menkyogo of Makino Teng."

Different from previous matches where doubles were played first, the national competition follows the rule of alternating between one singles match and one doubles match.

The lineup of the three singles players surprised many people outside the venue. Mu Zhiteng actually sent out a freshman in the first game.

"Hey... don't underestimate others. That first-year student was very active in the Kansai Tournament."

Outside the venue, an audience member who knew Mu Zhiteng explained to his companions.

"Please advise me~"

Akutagawa Jiro shook hands with the sturdy young man in a baseball cap in front of him with sleepy eyes.

"Hmph~ Boy, I will completely defeat you with my super tennis ball!"

With his thick eyebrows raised , Menkyogo grinned and approached Akutagawa Jiro and whispered.

"Oh? Super Tennis, I haven't heard of it, is it that great!?"

Akutagawa Jiro became excited upon hearing this. He loved to see all kinds of amazing tennis balls, so when he heard about the super tennis ball that he had never heard of before, he immediately became excited.

"Classmates, classmates, let's get started!"

With an excited look on his face, Jiro Akutagawa laughed heartily.

“You bastard…”

Men Xiewu's eyes were filled with more anger. In his opinion, the other party did not take him seriously at all. Such a provocation...

After taking a deep look at Jiro Akutagawa, Menkyogo gritted his teeth and slowly walked to the backcourt.

"The match begins. Muzhiteng Academy's Gatekeeper Xie Wu serves. The game ends."

At the referee's command, the game officially began.

"Hmph~ Watch this, kid!"

Men Xiewu threw the ball high up, stomped his feet suddenly, stretched his arms, and pressed the racket in his hand hard.

Boom!

A whistling sound was heard, and the tennis ball rushed towards Jiro's right half court with a trace of air wave.

"Wow, what a powerful serve! Is this your super tennis ball?"