Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

2-2, the total score between the two sides is tied.

The next victory or defeat will determine which side, Hyotei or Seigaku, will advance to the semi-finals of the Kanto Tournament.

"The next match will be a one-on-one match."

"Hyotei Academy, Hashimura Kaede, versus Seishun Academy, Echizen Ryoma!"

With the announcement on the radio, the expectations of the teams coming to watch the game were further increased.

"finally coming?"

“Both of them are new faces this year. I wonder who will come out on top?”

"Even though Ye Shifeng has never been defeated since he came to the Ice Emperor."

"But it seems that the first year of Qingxue is also in the limelight."

Yanagi Renji made an objective analysis.

"He should be no weaker than me."

Sanada suddenly spoke.

"what?"

Yanagi Renji was stunned. He didn't expect Sanada to say such a thing.

This undoubtedly means that he is more optimistic about the winner of this game.

Could it be that Sanada had ever fought against Hajime Hayashi?

No, Yanagi Renji quickly denied this speculation. After all, Sanada would not easily fight with outsiders.

He is a person who strictly enforces team rules.

"Before this, I met him once at the opera house," Sanada said.

"I see. It seems that it was his aura that made you feel something?"

"His aura is not ordinary."

"It seems that it is really necessary to observe carefully."

"..."

At this time, Akaya, who was standing by, overheard the conversation between the two.

There was a storm in my heart.

Vice Minister Sanada actually speaks so highly of the Minister of Hyotei? Is this true?

The original contempt was slightly restrained at this time.

Although he is very conceited, he also has respect for the strong.

If Ye Shifeng is indeed at the level of Sanada, then he should really watch this match carefully.

As for Echizen Ryoma?

"Can that little guy really do it?"

"I can play solo in my first year, I don't even have this kind of treatment!"

Chi also curled his lips, maintaining a serious skeptical attitude.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Liujiao Middle School.

“We’ll be able to see Echizen’s match soon!”

“It’s so stressful!”

Aoi's face was filled with excitement.

My curiosity about Longma reached its peak.

"I do feel more nervous than when I'm going to compete myself."

Saeki narrowed his eyes and smiled, also showing great interest in what was going to happen next.

There is no doubt that whoever wins the final victory will become their hexagonal opponent.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles with no danger of defeat." Saeki said with emotion.

At this time, both sides still have three minutes to make final preparations on the sidelines.

Ye Shifeng slowly opened his tennis bag and took out a brand new racket.

The overall surface of the racket is matte white, and the edging is silver.

Then, Ye Shifeng took out the semi-transparent lavender tape.

After wrapping it skillfully, he wrote the word "RE" on the bottom of the handle with a marker.

The romanization of Ryoma Echizen's name (Ryoma Echizen).

"What is he doing?"

Many people noticed Ye Shifeng's actions and were very curious.

Even the members of Hyotei team only knew Ye Shifeng's habits after they got to know him.

Every opponent who faces off for the first time will be given a new racket as a special record.

And depending on the opponent, the state in which the racket will eventually be sealed will also be different, which makes him feel interesting.

Ever since he started playing tennis, Ye Shifeng has developed this unique hobby.

Atobe looked at his behavior and just smiled.

He couldn't understand it at first, but later he saw that Ye Shifeng had persisted for so many years.

On the contrary, I admire his spirit that allows him to do this.

After all, the coordination between the racket and the person also plays a significant role.

But Ye Shifeng abandoned the effect of this running-in just to stick to this seemingly insignificant hobby.

If it were him, he couldn't do it.

At this time, Ye Shifeng, who had made all preparations, simply waved twice.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Qingxue.

Longma had just returned from warm-up and was a little surprised by Ye Shifeng's behavior.

But he didn't care too much about it. Instead, he was a little impatient and wanted to go on stage.

“Echizen, come on!!”

Taocheng clenched his fists and gave encouragement.

Haitang: "Hiss~"

Kikumaru: "Little one, it's up to you!"

Oishi: "Echizen!!"

Kawamura Takashi: "Burn!! Echizen!!"

Inui Sadaharu: "Echizen, face the challenge head on."

Fuji: “I’ll leave it to you.”

Tezuka: "Echizen, pay full attention."

Following the moral encouragement from his teammates, Coach Ryuuzaki stood up and stepped forward.

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure in black in the audience.

My heart, which had been somewhat uneasy, suddenly calmed down.

Only then did he look at Longma seriously and give him instructions.

"Echizen, just do what's in your heart."

"Yes."

Longma nodded slightly, and his blood started boiling in his heart.

He has been looking forward to this game for a long time.

At this time, in a corner above the stands, a middle-aged man in a black monk's robe sighed secretly.

"Is this kid going to compete with that young man?"

"That's fine, I'll just take a closer look here."

The uncle was thinking about it, and fearing being discovered, he moved to the side, trying to hide himself with the help of the crowd.

"Ah! Pervert!"

Suddenly, a scream was heard.

Shiba Saori, who was pointing the camera at Ye Shimu Kaede and was somewhat fascinated by him, felt something sticking to her body.

When I put down the camera and took a look, I found that it was a creepy old man. I was immediately scared.

“Shhhh!!”

"I'm not a pervert, I'm..."

The uncle quickly covered Shiba Saori's mouth and looked around.

Then he tore off the veil that was covering his face.

"Huh? Nanjiro-senpai?!"

Inoue, a super fan standing by, recognized him immediately.

I immediately understood that he was here to watch his son, Echizen Ryoma, compete.

"But senior, why are you dressed like this?"

"I can't help it. Forget about my kid... just watch the game."

Nanjiro didn't bother to explain too much, as long as he wasn't considered a pervert, that was enough.

At this time, the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed.

The sunlight became stronger, causing the temperature of the entire venue to rise significantly.

The hot air added a lot of atmosphere to the game.

"Players from both sides are invited to enter!"

Following the referee's call, everyone perked up even more.

"Xiao Feng."

"Don't worry, we're guaranteed to win."

Ye Shifeng waved his hand and walked towards the net with his racket.

"Come on, Feng!!"

Jilang became very excited and started shouting loudly.

He even pulled the arm of Atobe beside him and shook it, asking, "Atobe, Atobe, can I go a little further ahead to see?"

Atobe looked at this lively and energetic group favorite, then looked at the coaching bench he was pointing at, and could only obey him.

"Atobe, I'll leave this place to you for now."

Coach Sakaki stood up just in time to hear the discussion behind him.

At the same time, he explained to everyone: "I just contacted Riji's parents via text message. I need to go to the hospital first."

"understood."

Atobe nodded slightly.

Apparently, even Coach Sakaki had no objection.

He then sat on the bench with Jiro.

"Wow! It's indeed clearer here!" Jiro said with great satisfaction.

On the field at this time.

Longma also stood in front of the net, raised the brim of his hat slightly, and looked up.

Then he took another look at the racket in Ye Shifeng's hand and said, "Are the new rackets really okay?"

Obviously, he felt a little slighted.

"It's a personal habit. If you can win, it's your trophy."

"Then you serve first."

Ye Shifeng responded indifferently and gave up the right to serve first.

At this moment, Longma's eyes were sharp, emitting a meticulous luster.

"I won't be polite."

"let's start."