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"Hey, first grader, genius, are you afraid to play ball with me?"

Arakawa looked sarcastic.

Koji looked at Arai indifferently.

For some reason, Arai suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"This kind of tennis racket can't hit the ball at all"

"Brother Echizen, you'd better not accept it"

"Yes, you can't beat this kind of racket at all."

The three little Horios persuaded in a low voice.

"I accept your challenge."Kouji said.

Since the other party wants to humiliate himself, then he doesn't mind embarrassing the other party.

Arai and other second-year students looked at each other with ill intentions.

They had long been unhappy with first-year students like Koji. A mere first-year student is so conspicuous, and wants to participate in the school ranking competition, and compete with the second-year students for a spot as a regular member of the tennis club. It's really a big deal.

They are going to make Koji lose face in public today.

Take a good break to dampen the spirit of the first graders....

Koji was wearing a white sports collared T-shirt and black shorts, holding a racket in his hand. His fingers pressed the net surface of the racket. The elasticity of the net surface was very poor, but he could still play ball.

"Got it!"

Arakawa threw the tennis ball into the air to serve, and with a bang, the tennis ball shot towards Koji's court.

Countless people were watching the game, including official members of the Youth Academy Tennis Club, editors of Tennis Monthly, Horio Sanko, and Ryuu Saki Sakurano duo, Horikita Suzune and others.

Arakawa had a bad smile on his face, staring at the tennis ball shot towards Koji, thinking:"How can you hit the ball with that kind of tennis racket, in front of everyone?" Make a fool of yourself, kid!"

Bang!

Koji swung the tennis racket, and the tennis racket and the tennis ball collided with each other, making a dull sound.

What!

Arakawa's pupils shrank, looking at the tennis ball flying towards his side of the court, and hurriedly hit the ball back

"Caught it!"

"Echizen’s brother really hit back with that kind of racket!"

Horiao, Katsuo, and Katsuro opened their mouths.

"Is the racket not broken?"

"But the slapping sound didn't sound right."

The second-year tennis club members whispered.

Fuji Shusuke rubbed his chin, squinted his eyes, and looked like he was smiling.

"This first grader is really not simple."

"Come on, Master Koji!!!"

Osakada Tomoka clenched her fists, looked at the tennis court where the match was taking place, and shouted

"What on earth is going on with this brat!"

"You can actually hit the ball back with that shabby racket!"

After Arakawa hit the ball back, cold sweat fell from his forehead.

Bang!

There was another dull slap from the opposite side.

However, the speed of this ball was extremely fast.

The tennis ball turned into an afterimage.

Arakawa wanted to shoot it. Hit the ball, but it was already a step too late.

The tennis ball hit the ground hard.

Koji scored.

15:0!

"What a fast ball!"

"Is that racket good?"

"But it doesn't sound like the slapping sound."

The second-year tennis club members were discussing

"This ball is really slow."

Kouji said.

This tennis racket is really bad. He can feel that if he uses the sonic power ball, the net of this racket may not be able to hold up for a while, so he can only serve such soft and slow balls.

However , , these words sounded like a mockery to Arakawa that he couldn't even catch such a slow ball. He couldn't help but grit his teeth, the hand holding the racket was shaking, and the racket was shaking.

"Don't be complacent!"

"Just won one goal!"

The game continued.

Arakawa threw the tennis ball up and served hard. Watching Koji hit the ball back again, he kept running to catch the ball.

"Why can I still hit such a ball with such a racket?"

Arakawa was sweating profusely.

Bang!

The tennis ball hit the ground again.

Koji scored again.

Fuji Shusuke's squinted eyes opened, and his eyes looked sharp.

He said:

"This is probably the so-called person who is good at writing does not choose a pen."

Bang!

Guangji hit the ball back again.

"That guy is really good at it."Inui Sadaharu said as he watched the two fighting each other.

Arakawa kept running to catch the ball, feeling extremely panicked.

If this continues, he will be the one to make a fool of himself in public!

Arakawa barely hit the ball back. , but when he was running, a tennis ball fell out of his pocket.

The tennis ball was rolling in front of him.

Arakawa was stunned.

He wanted to pick up the ball.

"That ball is an eyesore."

Koji said.

Arakawa looked across in shock and saw Koji swinging his racket.

Bang!

The tennis ball hit the ball that fell on the court.

Arakawa's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, his face full of tears. Collapse, sweat still dripping down his cheeks and chin, he stared at Kouji on the opposite side.

What a terrifying ball control.

Can't win.

Can't win at all!

There is a huge difference in strength between the two.

"Echizen's brother has already mastered that racket! Horio said excitedly.

Outside the tennis court, Inoue, editor of Tennis Monthly, looked through the hollow iron net with a look of wonder on his face.

"That first grader is so awesome!"

The second-graders outside the tennis court were extremely shocked.

"So stupid!"

"It's really embarrassing for our sophomore class."

Kaoru Kaido, who was wearing the blue and white uniform of the Tennis Club of Youth Academy, curled his lips and showed displeasure on his face.

He turned around and left the court.

"Hey, Kaitang!"

Qian Zhenzhi shouted

"To the restroom."

Haitang Xun put his hands in his pockets and continued walking outside without looking back.

"Okay, the warm-up is over."

Kouji stretched his arms and looked at Arakawa across from the corner of his eye.

Arakawa was heartbroken by this sight.

At this time, the three Horios looked at the racket net in shock.

Several threads on the net had been broken.

"Echizen's brother, the line is broken!"

Horiao reminded.

Koji raised the racket in his hand and found that indeed several strings were broken on the racket net.

"It doesn't matter"

"As long as you can fight."

After saying that, he looked at Arakawa opposite, with a smile on his face.

"You have to fight with me until the last moment,'Senior’"

Arakawa staggered back, his face full of fear and fear, obviously not wanting to continue to embarrass himself in public.

The second-year students who were with Arakawa broke into cold sweat.

"Hey, forget it, stop fighting"

"This is just a practice match."

Kouji refused, then turned to Ryoma and shouted:"Ryoma, serve with outspin."

He threw the tennis ball towards Ryoma.

Ryoma, who was holding the racket, subconsciously followed his brother's instructions and raised his hand to serve with an external spin. The tennis ball passed through the net and landed.

Then it bounced up and spun right in the middle of Arakawa's ball. Face.

Bang!!

Arakawa fell on his back.

Nosebleeds were flying.

"Arakawa!!"

The second-year students who were with Arakawa ran towards Arakawa in panic, and then hurriedly carried him to the infirmary.

At this point, the commotion was over.

"Well done, Ryoma."

Kouji gave a thumbs up to his younger brother.

That shot just now.

Beautiful!

From the window of a certain lecture theater, Tezuka Kunimitsu, wearing the blue and white uniform of the Tennis Club of Youth Academy, looked at everything on the tennis court.

"Tezuka, how are you?"Ryuuzaki Sumire asked.

Naturally, she asked how Echizen Koji was doing.

"Disruption of discipline will never be forgiven"

"All players penalty"

"Including the varsity team."

The upright head of the Tennis Department, Tezuka Kunimitsu, turned around and left the lecture theater.

Sumire Ryuzaki watched Tezuka Kunimitsu go to punish people, and then looked at the April intramural competition list that Tezuka Kunimitsu gave her, and saw Echizen Koji in Group B. name, and Echizen Ryoma was placed in Group D.