Tennis: I have inherited the king's legacy and I am invincible

As soon as they slowly stepped into U17, the Qingxue group was immediately attracted by the spacious tennis court.

Those carefully laid green grass patches, compared to the slightly plain court of Qingxue, the tennis court here is simply the byword for luxury and refinement, its sophistication is beyond imagination, so looking at it this way, Qingxue's court is simply a mess.

At this moment, although Atobe and Hyotei's regulars seemed a little disdainful on the surface.

The Ice Emperor equipment they were used to was indeed first-class and impeccable, but facing the scene before them, they had to admit that the facilities here were barely acceptable.

But if compared with Bingdi's extremely perfect equipment, the gap is really like heaven and earth.

Just as everyone was immersed in observing the surrounding environment, people from other schools came out one by one from various corners.

The sudden appearance of the figure instantly broke the originally peaceful atmosphere and shocked everyone in the Qingxue class.

However, after all, everyone had had fierce competitions with each other and knew each other to some extent. Therefore, everyone let down their guard and exchanged a few polite words with each other, which was considered a formal greeting.

At this moment, an arrogant voice suddenly exploded in the air: "Hey! You little brats, this is not the place for you greenhorns. Go back to where you belong and stop embarrassing yourself here!"

The man with dyed yellow hair, carefully combed back, exuded a ruffian-like aura. Behind him followed a large group of ferocious-looking men, each of whom had disdain and arrogance in their eyes. They confronted the junior high school students in such a threatening manner.

They were wearing the same U17 uniforms, and the bright uniforms were particularly eye-catching in the sun, as if highlighting their "noble" status.

At this moment, the junior high school students who were originally a little nervous became excited in an instant. There was a glint of curiosity in their eyes and their hearts were full of anticipation. After all, they had never really seen the amazing strength of the U17 players!

They were secretly competing with each other in their hearts, all wanting to see the strength of their opponents in this confrontation.

Just as they were rubbing their hands together, ready to retaliate without showing any weakness, suddenly, another voice rang out, interrupting the words they were about to say.

"Hello everyone!"

The sound gently brushed past everyone's ears, causing them to stop their movements involuntarily.

Saito Zhi was seen smiling, and there seemed to be a hint of mystery hidden in his smile. He slowly walked to a place not far in front of the crowd, bowed slightly, and then waved gently at them.

The posture was elegant yet dignified, and behind him were several staff members pushing carts loaded with tennis balls.

"Welcome to U17, all the junior high school students! Although your school is almost the best in the country, here, everything will start over!"

Then he clapped his hands twice, making a crisp sound.

The staff members behind him who were wearing uniform work clothes immediately received the instructions, and moved quickly and in coordination, directly dumping out all the tennis balls that were originally in the cart.

As they moved, countless yellow tennis balls suddenly jumped everywhere as if they were frightened.

"Everyone, listen up! After 17 minutes, if you still don't have a tennis ball, then sorry, you'll automatically be withdrawn from the U group. This includes high school students."

Everyone stood there in a daze, and for a moment no one rushed to fight for the tennis balls that were "running around" on the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, with various complex expressions on their faces. Some were surprised, some were hesitant, and some were at a loss.

At this moment, Tianyu saw the chaotic scene and sighed inwardly.

He really didn't want to get involved in these troublesome things, so he quietly picked up a tennis ball, then tiptoed to the side, found a sturdy tree, and with his agility, he quickly climbed to the top of the tree, found a comfortable place to sit down, and rested quietly.

He thought silently in his heart: Please, let these troubles pass quickly. When the ghost comes later, it won’t be too late for him to come forward...

What happened next was just as the original story unfolded.

Ryoma returns and gives Matsudaira a good beating, and then a large number of junior high school and high school students fight.

Ma Lang was looking for Tianyu everywhere at this time. When he was not paying attention, Senior Tianyu disappeared.

"Are you looking for me, Malang?" Tianyu suddenly fell from the sky, scaring Malang.

But he didn't care about it and just handed Tianyu a tennis ball.

Tianyu smiled and took out a tennis ball from his pocket.

"I got it, Malang!"

But his eyes were already on the red-haired man on the field.

"Finally out? Ghost!"

At this time, the ghost had already started fighting with Momoshiro. Since the people of Hyotei were relatively "lazy", they all tacitly became invisible after picking up a tennis ball.

Because they looked down on those high school students, but they suddenly heard a familiar voice, it was the man who had sent them to hell!

So they showed up one after another and stopped paddling.

When they arrived at the stadium, they happened to see the scene where Gui defeated Taocheng.

But Atobe and the others don't care about these things.

All of Hyotei's men, except Tianyu, Malang, and Akashi, collectively hit a tennis ball!

Nine tennis balls flew towards the red-haired man as fast as lightning, like arrows shot from a bow with an extremely terrifying momentum.

Each tennis ball emitted a chilling light, as if carrying endless power and murderous intent, as if it would tear the man into pieces in an instant.

Feng showed his true strength and used the soul-piercing ball without hesitation.

With the help of this move, the nine tennis balls instantly looked sharper and flew straight towards the ghost.

The ghost seemed to have extremely keen perception. Almost the moment the nine tennis balls flew out, it immediately sensed the danger contained therein.

But a hint of smile flashed across his ferocious face.

But then, he exerted force instantly and hit all nine tennis balls back.

"Hey, little devils, we meet again. Why, do you want to be sent to hell by me again?"

The ghost laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed throughout the entire stadium, full of provocation and arrogance.

Just now he was still wondering in his heart, "It shouldn't be possible, the Hyotei group is not here!"

Now, seeing Atobe and others slowly walking out from behind the junior high school student, his originally tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

He was secretly proud in his heart. With these ignorant kids around, his future life would not be so boring anymore. He could fully enjoy playing ball with these kids.

Everyone in Hyotei had a stern expression on their faces. Under the gaze of the junior high school students, they slowly walked in front of the ghost and looked directly into his eyes.

Momoshiro looked a little tired because of the fierce battle just now, and the people from Qingxue took the opportunity to carefully help him down.

Everyone present clearly heard the meaning behind it. It was obvious that there was a grudge between the people of Bingdi and the red-haired guy in front of them!

Now there’s something to watch!

Akutsu looked at the ghost in front of him and said disdainfully: "I'm here to defeat you, ghost!"

The ghost also laughed, "Come on, let's have a good fight!"

He knows Akutsu's background and Akutsu is qualified to fight him!

It should be said that all the people in Hyotei are pretty good!

Atobe glanced around and saw the curly-haired guy in the stands!

Without hesitation, he hit another tennis ball straight towards the curly-haired guy.

Rujiangzouduo saw that he could no longer hide, so he had to shoot and return the ball.

"Hello, Atobe-san!" He said with a smile.

Atobe said that Irie's acting skills have regressed!

"Irie-senpai, I'm really looking forward to fighting you. Of course, the real you!"