Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

"Is my name spreading so quickly?"

Ye Shifeng felt speechless.

He didn't have much of an issue with this nickname, but he felt as if these people were afraid of him.

This made him, who always put being approachable first, feel uncomfortable.

Just as he was trying to say hello and change the impression.

Immediately, several high school students ran up, bowed deeply, and shouted, "Greetings, Boss!"

"Snapped--"

Ye Shifeng slapped his forehead, feeling that there was no way to clear himself of this mistake.

Looking at the high school students around him, they were even more cautious, afraid of angering him.

Someone was whispering in the dark.

"See? Two of the people who went over to bow just now were from Court No. 3."

"This guy is untouchable!"

"Why don't we learn a little bit? After all, strength is the real deal here!"

"That makes sense! He's so strong anyway, we won't suffer any loss!"

"That's great. If we tell others that our boss is the eldest son of the Yeshi family, who wouldn't be envious?"

"..."

After everyone had discussed it, several high school students who were training on the courts stopped what they were doing.

Almost in unison, they all turned towards Ye Shifeng, bowed, and shouted, "Boss!"

OK! You changed me from Prince of Tennis to gangster?

Ye Shifeng was helpless and could only wave his hand and quickly walked towards the No. 1 court.

Now it is probably only there that a piece of pure land remains.

"Farewell, Boss!"

There was another chorus of voices coming from behind.

In the monitoring room, Saito and Kurobe couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene.

I even felt deeply helpless about this situation.

I really didn't expect that just one game would elevate Ye Shifeng's popularity and support to this level.

"I'm afraid even Byodoin can't have this kind of prestige."

Saito shook his head slightly, there was no good solution to this problem.

"Let them be, at least the attitude is positive."

Kurobe held his forehead, also helpless.

At this time, Ye Shifeng had already arrived at Court No. 1.

Here, in addition to some players who usually train on the No. 1 Stadium, the No. 1 Center Stadium has always been Tokugawa's training ground.

Today, Ryoma Echizen is here to train with us.

On the other side, Kintaro was also sparring with Onijūjiro.

Instead, Irie Kanata was sitting alone on the sidelines, looking a little lonely.

If Irie had known in advance that Ye Shifeng would come back on this day, he would definitely not have come.

I would even find someone to practice with to prove that I am not alone at all!

"Yo!"

"Are you practicing?"

Ye Shifeng waved and greeted him.

Irie's eyes suddenly froze, and he had a bad feeling.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. I feel like you seem listless."

"Would you like to have a fight to help you get the hang of it?"

Ye Shifeng looked at Irie and extended an invitation.

"No... no need."

Irie decisively refused.

He didn't want to lie in the hospital either.

It’s okay that I was teased last time, at least there’s nothing serious wrong with me.

If he gets injured, it would be a huge loss.

What's more, since he already knew he couldn't win, why would he want to humiliate himself?

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine now and I won't hurt you."

"One percent strength, how about that?"

Ye Shifeng raised a finger and said seriously.

“Did you say one percent?”

"That's not OK!"

"Oh yeah, I have to go back and supervise the training. Those guys should be slacking off, right?"

Irie stood up and disappeared in a flash.

"He's not big, but he runs pretty fast."

"What a pity. I was thinking we could have a fight."

Ye Shifeng shook his head slightly, a little disappointed.

"Senior Feng."

"Want to fight?"

At this moment, Longma suddenly issued a challenge with high momentum.

"Well?"

Tokugawa was completely stunned. He didn't expect Ryoma to be so brave.

"you are way behind."

Ye Shifeng simply expressed his wish using that catchphrase.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

"Just play one round."

Longma still didn't want to give up.

"Well, you serve."

Seeing that the other party was so persistent, Ye Shifeng also decided to give him a chance.

Young people always need to go through some hardships, otherwise how can they grow?

"Tokugawa, I'm sorry."

"I need to use your venue first, so you can rest for a while."

Ye Shifeng walked towards the court and politely made a request to Tokugawa.

Tokugawa didn't say anything, but just quietly retreated to the sidelines.

Although he was not optimistic about Longma at all, he really wanted to see Ye Shifeng's strength again.

"You only have four chances to score, don't waste it on meaningless things."

"Just give it your full attention."

Ye Shifeng kindly reminded.

These words reminded Longma of the long-lost voice.

At the same time, a strong fighting spirit was ignited in my heart.

"Then I'm going to get on."

Ryoma stood at the baseline, adjusting his posture.

At this time, Kijujiro and Toyama Kintaro, who heard the noise, immediately rushed over from next door.

"Wow! Echizen you cheated!"

"You actually got ahead of me and competed with Brother Feng! I want to compete too!"

Kintaro couldn't help but scream.

"sure."

"After him it's your turn. It's the same game."

Ye Shifeng agreed very readily.

"Really? That's great!"

Kintaro was very excited. He didn't expect to succeed so easily.

Although it was only one game, he was quite satisfied.

After all, one game can give you a rough idea of ​​the player's level and how long he can last.

This is the rhythm when facing Ye Shifeng.

If you can't even last one game, there's no need to think about what comes next.

Because it would be meaningless and the game was destined to go 6-0.

“Echizen, come on!!”

Kintaro cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted.

Longma took a glance and felt that it was a bit noisy.

But it seems that I don’t feel so disgusted now.

"call……"

After taking a deep breath, Ryoma threw the ball up.

Use your left hand to hit an outspin serve!

And at this moment, he also noticed that Ye Shifeng was also holding the racket with his left hand!

"Senior Feng, you don't have to give in to me."

Longma thought that Ye Shifeng did not take it seriously and was a little unhappy.

"Do not misunderstand."

“I have equal strength in both hands.”

"It's just that my right hand was used too much before, so now I use my left hand."

"For two and a half years in Europe, I was left-handed."

Hearing this, Longma no longer hesitated.

The speed of the hand's counterattack increased a lot.

After seeing that Longma was in a serious state, Ye Shifeng smiled slightly.

The muscles in my forearms tensed instantly.

When I draw the racket, it feels like I'm inhaling a strong whirlwind.

At the moment of swinging the racket, the wind force is instantly poured into the tennis ball, creating a terrifying rotation!

"Roar!!"

Like a roaring eagle, it pounced forward swiftly.