The Strongest Player in Sports

"Here again, Akutagawa of Hyotei, who is playing a match while sleeping." The man murmured: "I just saw him sleeping all the time. Why is he still not awake now?"

"You haven't watched Hyotei's previous matches, right? Be lazy." The boy wearing a sweat scarf glanced at the man next to him. "This guy only opens his eyes when he meets a strong opponent."

"So you have to make sure your opponent is not good, see if he wakes up, and just play the match seriously."

As he said, he put his hands on his eyebrows, and looked slightly away at the stadium, "Shengcheng Shonan's Singles II looks a little bit fierce."

The man pressed his chin with his fingers, and leaned forward while groaning, "Indeed, he seems to be the most powerful in Chengcheng Shonan. He clearly looks like a very thin guy, but his momentum is not small."

Boy: "This is the aura of a master.

The man nodded, "Yes, I also have this kind of aura."

"Shengcheng Shonan's team is really good, especially the doubles twins, who have a good ball counting ability, but it is a pity that Chengcheng Shonan ran into Hyotei.

"E?" Shiba Saori, who was listening quietly next to him, curiously asked, "Why is it a pity? The gap between Hyotei and Seongsei Shonan is quite big. It is normal for the strong to beat the weak, right?"

"No, big sister." The boy looked at the stadium, "The strength of Chengcheng Shonan 510 is really good against other schools. It is very capable."

The man touched his chin next to him, and looked at the game attentively. “If they didn’t run into Hyotei at the beginning, they would at least be able to play a few more schools. I don't want to be so embarrassed now.

He spread his hand and looked sideways at Shiba Saori, "So it's okay, understand, Miss Shiba Saori?"

Shiba Saori was taken aback, and subconsciously stepped back, "Do you know me?"

"Yes~" The man blinked his left eye, "I often read Miss Shibazaori's works here~ I am very impressed with you!"

Shiba Saori looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him, his face flushed slightly, "Yes, isn't it, it's an honor--"

"Big sister, don't be fooled." The boy put his hands around his eyes, his voice was immature, "This guy has said this to women for the third time today, and Huacun Kui in Chengcheng Shonan has also been said by him. talk."

Shiba Saori's expression changed slightly when she heard that Chengcheng Shonan was not so good in senses, and she was no longer shy.

"Yes." The boy turned his head and hands, watching (cffc) watching everyone on the field, including referee, "Sister Shiba Saori's investigation is more detailed in various aspects, especially about Echizen Ryoma, and Echizen Nanjiro's investigation.

He tilted his head to look at Shiba Saori who was frowning, squinted and grinned, "We all like it."

Shiba Saori's expression moved slightly, and she didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable.

"Well, you kid is scary again." The man patted the boy's head, "I'm gone, the match that is doomed to lose is meaningless."

The boy put his hands in his pockets, curled his lips, and took the lead to go out.

The man took two steps, then turned around and smiled at Shiba Saori, "We will see you again, beautiful lady."

Then he was dragged away by a well-knotted hand-it was the hand of the young man.

Shiba Saori stood in the front row, and the fingertips of the fingers holding the camera were slightly white.

Who are those two people?

Will her report cause trouble to Echizen and Echizen Nanjiro?

The arena suddenly became quiet, and Shiba Saori recovered. She subconsciously looked into the arena and saw a ball falling behind Hyotei's Akutakawa Jirou, while Akutakawa Jirou was holding her arm.

and many more!

Is that one-blood?

Shiba Saori subconsciously raised his hand and pressed the shutter, took a picture, zoomed in, and took another picture!

"Jiro!" Mukahi Gakuto stood up abruptly.

"Senior Akutagawa!" Otori Cyotaroh ran towards the court subconsciously, but was dragged back!

Shishido Ryoh held his wrist tightly, Otori Cyotaroh's wrist hurt, but he didn't say a word to let the opponent let go, he wanted to calm down.

Atobe Keigo's fingertips jumping leisurely on his knees suddenly stopped. He looked at Akutakawa Jirou in the arena, his cheeks bulged slightly because of excessive force.

"City becomes Shonan"

Zongshen frowned slightly as he watched the game.

Shinjo Reiji of Chengcheng Shonan is best at violent wounding tennis. Not only does he know that, Sakura Taro also personally collects the secrets hidden by Huacun Aoi.

It stands to reason that Huacun Aoi has already tamed Reiji Kamishi, so that the opponent will not hurt people in tennis.

But now it is wrong.

Sakura Taro raised his eyes to look at the arena, then shifted his gaze to Aoi Hamura, who was sitting on the coach's bench. He saw that the opponent turned white, and after holding the bench hand tightly, he withdrew his gaze, applied for a time out match, and treated Akutakawa Jirou.

Otori Cyotaroh and Shishido Ryoh helped Akutakawa Jirou back.

Zongshen saw the blood donation overflowing between the fingers of the other party, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, he stretched out Akutakawa Jirou's hand covering the wound, and whispered: "There is bacteria in the palm of the hand, be careful of infection.

Akutakawa Jirou, who had been bowing his head, raised his head, his face calm, and he didn't seem to tell others about the slight pain as usual.

He looked at Zongshen with amber eyes open, "Minister."

Zongshen wiped the blood on the palm of his hand with a wet wipe, and the medical staff was beside him carefully disinfecting and dressing his wound.

After Zongshen wiped it clean, he stopped and looked up at Akutagawa, "Yeah.

Akutakawa Jirou: "I will beat him.

Otori Cyotaroh heard this next to him, and he looked at Coach Sakura Taro with a little panic, "Akutagawa-senpai is still going to play? He is already injured. If it doesn't work, let me--"

Shishido Ryoh: "Otori Cyotaroh.

Sakura Taro raised his hand and pressed down. He calmly said, "I respect the choices of my players."

Zongshen didn't think much about the words next to him. He wrapped the wet wipes covered with dazzling blood, and he calmly said: "You will win."

When Akutakawa Jirou heard the affirmative answer, he laughed, his brows were open and his eyes were full of flaming warfare.

"It's just a hurting tennis." Atobe Keigo rubbed his forehead, "Inferior tennis, why should you compete with this kind of person? Anyway, the situation is set, even if you don't play, Hyotei can win."

"I want to fight." Akutakawa Jirou looked at Atobe Keigo seriously, "I not only want to fight, but also win."

"I will win.

"Why did you play this kind of ball again!" Huacunkui asked in a low voice, almost unable to control his own volume, "How many times have I told you not to play this kind of ball again, why are you disobedient! It's all very good, why suddenly, suddenly started to play this kind of ball

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