Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

"Did you all see it?"

Halfway through, Irie discovered that the ghost and Tokugawa were there.

Then they must have seen the situation just now.

"He is not simple."

Tokugawa said bluntly.

"This doesn't seem like the strength a junior high school student should have."

The ghost couldn't help but shook his head.

"Really? Which junior high school student can reach this level?"

"Ghost, if you use that trick..."

Irie suddenly became very curious about what would happen if a ghost fought with Ye Shifeng.

He couldn't stop that kind of terrifying destructive power anyway.

"There will be a battle between him and me."

The ghost narrowed his gaze and stared at the receding figure.

The strength displayed by Ye Shifeng ignited his desire to fight.

But I also know clearly that now is not the time.

He wasn't in his prime and the occasion wasn't right.

Similarly, Tokugawa also showed great interest in Kaede Yemuro.

"By the way, how are those two little guys you were competing against?"

“They are also very good seedlings.”

Irie asked with some curiosity.

"Echizen Ryoma, he has a unique aura."

"In the future, this road will be a formidable enemy that cannot be ignored."

Tokugawa gave it a high evaluation.

"Toyama Kintaro is also a talented kid."

“Although it’s a mess, the future is also limitless.”

“I never expected that so many special junior high school students would emerge all of a sudden.”

It was a rare moment for the ghost to sigh.

"If Phoenix comes back, what will he think?"

Thinking of this, Irie's originally depressed mood seemed to improve a lot.

At the same time, Ye Shifeng came to the central training ground.

It just so happened that everyone had already been divided into groups and were standing opposite each other as opponents.

Most competitions are halfway through.

"Hiyoshi, every day he shouts that he wants to overthrow his superiors."

"Is this your determination?"

Atobe said disdainfully.

The score was now 4-0 and Hiyoshi had no power to fight back.

The same situation is happening in other venues.

"Xiangri, your lunar flip is too slow."

"At this rate, it's time to go home, right?"

Oshitari said provocatively.

In addition to Hyotei, the competition in other academies is also fierce.

I thought it was a doubles match where we teamed up to develop tacit understanding, but in reality I had to defeat my partner myself.

This is the first lesson of spiritual teaching given by Coach Saito.

Don't be merciful to any opponent.

Saito has also been committed to finding players who are motivated and constantly pursuing victory.

Ye Shifeng walked to the side of the venue and sat down.

Watching the match between Atobe and Hiyoshi with great interest.

"The sun is so bright, Rimi, go get me some orange juice."

Ye Shifeng waved to the side out of habit.

"Satomi?"

The high school students watching the game were stunned.

"Sorry, I forgot my stupid sister isn't here."

Ye Shifeng slapped his forehead before he reacted.

But I always feel a little uncomfortable with this.

"Since you are high school students, you should be familiar with this place. Please help me prepare some fresh orange juice."

"Remember to add ice."

Ye Shifeng gave orders very naturally.

"Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"

"Are all junior high school students nowadays so arrogant?"

Several high school students were immediately unhappy.

"It's just some iced orange juice. It's no trouble."

"The errand fee this time is 10 per person. Is that okay?"

One of them seemed unsatisfied and immediately shouted: "It's not a big deal to be rich!"

"20."

"If a few of you don't like to do your job, I'll replace you."

Seeing that they were not very happy, Ye Shifeng had to give them a reason they could not refuse.

As soon as these words were spoken, several people stood up straight and bowed deeply.

“It’s our duty to help young people!”

"We'll be right back!"

Anyway, it’s not their training time now, so they are naturally very happy to make money from such a small thing.

After a while, several people brought over the table and laid out fresh iced orange juice.

"Well, it's quite efficient. Leave your account number and I'll ask the butler to transfer the money."

"Don't worry, our Yeshi family never owes debts."

Ye Shifeng gave a guarantee to several people.

Upon learning that he was the famous young master of the Yeshi family, several people nodded repeatedly, and were even reluctant to leave, waiting to see if he had any other instructions.

"Little...Atobe, stop dragging your feet!"

"Hurry up and finish the fight and drink some orange juice!"

"Hiyoshi, this kid still has a long way to go, no need to be so anxious!"

Ye Shifeng urged the players on the court.

However, in order to protect Atobe's reputation and prestige outside, he was not called Xiaojing.

"This guy, he can be so leisurely no matter where he goes."

Atobe was also a little angry and laughed.

Obviously, I have been leading the team seriously.

Ye Shifeng, however, looked relaxed and at ease, as if he didn't take this place seriously at all.

However, after hearing what he said, Atobe immediately realized that he should not delay any longer.

Only by completely defeating Hiyoshi can he grow from his defeat.

No one can learn by teaching others; only oneself can be one’s own best teacher.

"Xiao Feng, is that what you think?"

"Then it's time to end!"

In an instant, an icy atmosphere enveloped the stadium.

Hiyoshi's movements seemed to be restricted, he lost his original mobility, and even began to doubt himself.

“I can’t answer…”

Seeing that his weakness was firmly pinned down, Hiyoshi panicked.

"boom--"

With a clean and decisive blow, the ice cone in the blind spot was shattered.

Ice chips flew everywhere and Hiyoshi took a huge impact.

Originally, he planned to give Hiyoshi some time and prolong the game in order to train Hiyoshi's patience and temper his will.

But Ye Shifeng's words made Atobe change his strategy.

After a while, the game was over, 6-0.

Atobe easily defeated Hiyoshi.

Having lost the match, Hiyoshi looked gloomy and hung his head.

He fell to his knees in disbelief.

"Stand up for me."

Ye Shifeng came in front of Riyoshi at some point.

"Minister...Minister."

Hiyoshi became even more panicked. The moment he looked up, he saw a serious face he had never seen before.

Feng: "Do you know why you lost?"

Hiyoshi: "I'm not strong enough."

Feng: "Because you are too weak, you don't believe you can win."

"If you say one thing and mean another, how can you win?"

Hiyoshi: "I..."

Feng: "If you want to sit on the throne of the Ice Emperor, you can't just defeat someone, but your spirit and will must never fall!"

"You lost to Atobe, but you also lost to yourself."

“After you leave here, work hard to climb up.”

"Don't be weak in front of anyone."

Hiyoshi: "Yes!"

Feng: "Except me, of course, because the person on the throne is me now."

Hiyoshi: "Bullmaster."

These words seemed to make Hiyoshi understand a lot more.

I also feel more deeply what it takes to become a true king.

After Hiyoshi regained his spirits, Atobe stared at Ye Shifeng with disdain.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Do you think I look particularly handsome today?"

"Hey, compliments like this should just be kept in your heart, no need to say them out loud."

Ye Shifeng spoke quickly and hardly gave Atobe a chance to speak.

When he was completely silent and drinking orange juice, Atobe spoke again.

"You clearly told me to finish quickly, but you went on and said a lot of things."

"You are really good at educating people."

Atobe complained.

“Who made me a minister?”

"If you were the minister, you would have to say something."

Ye Shifeng shrugged, looking helpless.

“You, hehe…”

Seeing him deliberately acting funny, Tezuka was so angry that he laughed again and was speechless.

As if no one had been a minister before.

I am the one who is tired from the game, and you, Ye Shifeng, said all the polite words.

At this time, in the monitoring room.

Saito and Kurobe looked at Ye Shifeng who seemed to be in control of the training base.

After looking at each other, they could only accept it.

"Alas, who can blame them for being so powerful and influential?"

"Based on the data obtained today, his overall level is definitely world-class."

Kurobe held his head in his hands, turned his chair half a circle, and looked at the ceiling helplessly.

"Yes, the head coach will not be willing to let him go, so he will not care about his little things in the training base."

Saito also made it clear.

"I think it would be better for him to be the leader of the junior high school students."

"Given his ability, vision and interpersonal relationships, there doesn't seem to be any problem."

Kurobe came up with an idea.

"Let's wait for the head coach to announce this himself."

"Let's manage the training first."

Saito thought about it and decided to reserve his opinion.

Suddenly, Coach Zhezhi, who was exercising on the side, asked, "By the way, when will the people from the First Army come back?"