I, the son of the wind in the tennis world

At the same time that Fuji and Tezuka successfully took over tennis, on the other side, the Ice Emperor, who was also in Tokyo, also had an interesting thing.

I saw that on the court, the members of the Ice Emperor were lying there horizontally.

Across from them, a brown-haired boy stood there, the boy had handsome facial features, and the tear mole between his eyebrows made him look particularly attractive.

Around the tennis ball, the freshmen of the Ice Emperor looked at the seniors lying on the ground, their mouths were all big.

"Awesome, he defeated all the seniors alone!"

"So strong!"

Teenagers, that is, traces.

Having just returned to China, he began his hegemonism on the first day he joined the Ice Emperor.

Standing in the middle of the court, Jibu looked at the ice emperor members who were defeated by him on the ground, and said with a proud face: "This tennis department is the property of Uncle Ben, in other words, Uncle Ben is the king here!"

Said.

He swept his gaze at the other members of the Ice Emperor around him, and chuckled, "If anyone is not convinced, they can come on the field, Uncle Ben doesn't mind fighting with you!"

"Don't get too carried away!"

Jibe thought that no one would play, after all, he had defeated all the older members of the tennis club before.

But I didn't expect that there were really people who were not afraid of death who dared to come up.

is a mushroom-headed teenager and a long-haired teenager.

The mushroom-headed boy is the Himawari man, and the long-haired boy is Ryo Shinto.

I saw that Shinto Ryo said with a look of disbelief: "I haven't agreed with you to be our minister, if you want to be a minister, you must pass me first!"

"And me!"

The people of Himawari were also unconvinced.

"yes?"

Looking at the dissatisfied Ryo Shito and Himawari people, Jibu smiled faintly, and then he turned to look at each other.

"In that case, let's fight!"

"But... It's too much trouble to fight separately, you two go together!"

After that, Trace turned around and walked towards the bottom line.

"This guy!"

Looking at the domineering figure of Jibe, Ryo Shito and Himawari were also angry.

How much this guy looks down on them.

At this time, Jibe also reached the bottom line, and he said to Shinto and Mukahi: "I will give you the right to serve!"

"Don't regret losing!"

Shito snorted coldly.

However, Jibu smiled and said, "Don't worry, since I said this, I naturally won't regret it, although I let the horse come!"

"Okay then!"

With a loud shout, Shinto lifted his racket and blasted a ball at the trace.

As the main choice of the Ice Emperor in the original work, Shido's strength is still good, even if he is only one in this period, his strength is stronger than many predecessors of the Ice Emperor.

And this trace is naturally aware of it, after all, his strength lies in his eyesight.

Looking at this quick serve from Shito, he chuckled, "The power is good, no wonder you dare to challenge me!"

"It's too late to regret it!"

Shito sneered.

"Regret? You think too much, although your strength is good, but compared with Uncle Ben, it is still far behind!"

Jibe smiled faintly and took Shito's serve with one shot.

Immediately, he swung it vigorously, and the tennis ball flew to the other side of the Shinto.

In terms of personal strength, we do have some gap with you, but you are facing the two of us now!"

Shito sneered.

The next moment.

Himawari appeared in front of the net, and a beautiful flying volley blocked the tennis ball.

Immediately, a flash of yellow flashed.

The tennis ball smashed behind the trace.

"This kind of action?"

The eyebrows of the traces are frivolous.

This red-haired one can catch the ball like this.

"Kind of interesting!"

......

Bang!

Shido serves.

Subsequently, the two of them also adopted the previous strategy.

Bang!

30-0！

Bang!

40-0

Bang!

1-0！

The two stormed all the way and soon won the next round.

"Don't underestimate us!"

Successfully winning the next round, Shinto also chuckled.

"There are two blows, it seems that it is necessary to deal with you seriously!"

Trace smiled faintly, and then retreated to the bottom line.

Then, with a swing of his racket, he strikes a ball.

The person in charge of catching the ball wanted to go up and catch the ball, but in the next moment, the tennis ball disappeared from his eyes.

"What?"

Shito's face changed.

I didn't even see the shadow of the ball.

"This is just the beginning!"

Trace smiled faintly, and then blasted out another ball.

Bang!

30-0！

Again an unreadable serve.

"How is this possible!"

Shito's face changed, and the gaze that looked at the trail was also mixed with a thick shock.

Do you say... This guy also hides strength.

......

Bang!

Bang!

On the court, the three of them kept fighting.

However, the situation exceeded everyone's expectations, and the traces were able to gain the upper hand with one enemy and two.

Twenty minutes later, with a goal from the trail falling, the game was over.

6-3！

Traces wins.

"Awesome! One person beats two people and wins!"

"What the hell is the origin of this person called Traces!"

All around, exclamations rang out.

On the court, Shinto and Himawari were also sluggish.

Two to one, they even lost.

Across from them, Jibe stood there with a proud face, looking at the defeated Shido and Himawari, and he wanted to speak.

However, in the next moment, a chuckle sounded from the side.

"What a nest! I was turned around by a first-grade juggler!"

The sound was not loud, but it attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

Including traces.

I saw a boy with glasses in a brown coat walking towards here.