Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 71: Public Outrage! Rikkai University's Ironclad Defender's Perfect Counterattack

As Beichuan's voice fell.

In an instant, it seemed as if an extreme chill enveloped the place.

"Abei, I'm angry..."

Kirihara Akaya, who had the most contact with Kitagawa, also showed an extremely serious expression on his face at this moment.

Although he didn't understand a lot of the content.

But this point is quite clear.

In fact.

After understanding those words, the eyes of Genichirō Sanada and others also became cold.

After all, talking trash like this and involving family members is already crossing the bottom line.

Subsequently.

Kitagawa led the Rikkai group directly towards the waiting area.

I'm too lazy to waste time arguing with those seven idiots across from me.

Being able to transfer here at will from a super large tennis club that is among the top three in the world.

It's only in competitions like the regional qualifiers.

This is enough to show how far down the list these seven people are in the Nibelungen Tennis Club.

to be honest.

The other side is just a discarded pawn, a waste of recycling, disgusting.

"hehe......"

"Sharp-tongued brat, no wonder your parents dumped you in the largest slum in Italy."

"Garbage belongs in the garbage dump."

"Don't think that just because you were adopted, you've really become a young master born with a silver spoon in your mouth!"

Galka, who was attacked by the Yin-Yang Black Ghost, first opened his eyes wide with anger and was full of murderous intent.

But the next moment he seemed to think of something funny.

He just spoke loudly.

The most important thing is that it still uses Neon language.

The moment the words fell.

The people around him burst into laughter.

Then he returned to his waiting area with great pride.

The onlookers fell silent at this moment.

Almost everyone looked at these people with disgust.

Even the audience around them moved away.

"What? Kitagawa-chan is an orphan?"

"Wow... That's enough. I feel so bad for him!!!"

"I really want to rip this nigger's mouth apart!!!"

As for those girls in Beichuan who were fans of the girls, their hearts suddenly skipped a beat.

Some even started crying.

"what!!!"

Shiba Saori, who was still angry the moment before, was stunned.

Even she didn't expect Beichuan to have such a background.

Subsequently.

Before Inoue Mamoru could speak, he started clapping at the group of people.

It looked like he was firing a cannon at the other party.

"The curtain of time has been drawn..."

Although he felt very uncomfortable, Inoue Mamoru was relatively calm.

His eyes fell on Kitagawa from Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School, and he couldn't help but speak softly.

This is Rikkai University.

"..."

After a brief moment of anger.

All the regular players were stunned.

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Just at this time.

"Drip drip!"

"Next up is the first match, the doubles two match."

"Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School players Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwahara vs. Yokohama Suiran Junior High School players Park Jun-ha and Lee Hyuk-jae."

"Both teams, please take your positions!"

The words fell.

"One hour, don't exceed the time limit~"

“This time, all five innings from doubles two to singles one will be played.”

Beichuan said softly.

His eyes were bright, and he was not affected at all by the other party's dirty words.

Because the right to speak will eventually return to the hands of the strong!

Hear the words.

Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwahara exchanged glances.

I instantly understood what Beichuan meant.

"Yes! Minister!"

Then he walked towards the court with a serious look in his eyes, holding his racket.

In their view.

This game is no longer just a simple divisional qualifier.

It was a match that concerned the dignity of the Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School tennis club.

Not long after.

Both sides arrived at the court one after another.

Looking at each other through the net.

The entire stadium was instantly shrouded in low pressure.

"Junhe-senpai."

"How many minutes do you plan to finish this game of house?"

The young man with short cyan hair standing in the serving area smiled casually.

"How many minutes?"

"Hyukjae, I'm afraid they'll be scared to death in less than ten minutes."

Park Junhe, the purple-haired man, spat again and replied nonchalantly.

next moment.

Boo!

"Na na na!"

"Sangyuan, are they crazy?"

After the bubbles he had just blown burst, Marui Bunta asked the jackal Kuwabara curiously.

"It's not just a disease in the brain."

"Your mouth stinks too."

Shaking his head, Jackal Sangyuan denied it.

"Ah! Siba!"

"How dare you two talk to a senior who is two years older than you like that?!"

"Neon is such an uneducated, garbage place!"

For an instant.

Purple-haired Park Jun-ha started yelling like a lunatic.

"Drip drip!"

"The Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team is serving."

"Game start!"

The referee on the podium rolled his eyes, really annoyed by the other party's shouting.

The guessing process was completed quickly and the whistle was blown.

Not long after.

boom!

boom!

boom!

A series of crisp slapping sounds rang out.

Marui Bunta looked at the two people opposite him and blew a bubble.

"Next."

"You will be expelled from my fan club!"

The moment the words fell.

The tennis ball was thrown straight into the air.

Jump, charge, swing, follow the shot, and land.

The whole process was quite smooth.

boom!

Following the collision of the tennis ball and the racket face.

The tennis ball turned into a stream of light and shot towards the opposite scoring area.

See this.

Purple-haired Park Jun-ha rushed towards the place where the tennis ball landed immediately.

The racket in his hand quickly changed from forehand to backhand.

Under the footbrake, a quick pump.

There was a sinister glint in his eyes.

"Demon Killer!"

boom!

The tennis ball that had left the racket seemed to be shrouded in a layer of purple-black aura.

In a trance, it was like a skeleton hand filled with evil spirit was rushing towards Marui Bunta with its wrist clapping.

no doubt.

This guy didn't want to waste any time and planned to hurt Marui Fumita directly.

"Are you underestimating me?"

Just the blink of an eye.

Queen Marui Bunta took two steps back, and the jackal Kuwahara came straight at her diagonally.

When arriving at the place where the tennis ball must pass.

The whole person immediately spun sideways and braked, facing the oncoming tennis ball.

"Front defense..."

Lower your center of gravity, hold the middle of the racket with both hands, and suddenly hit it upward from the lower right side.

boom!

At the moment the collision sounded.

The tennis ball flew directly towards the purple-haired Park Jun-ha on the opposite side.

"Waste will eventually become waste!"

"This trick is just a way to prolong life."

Park Jun-ha stood there and sneered.

And his teammate, young-haired Lee Hyukjae, also appeared in front of him.

But the moment the guy swung the racket, his face suddenly changed.

"...Perfect parry!"