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

The next day's sunlight quickly penetrated the clouds and fell on the earth, and a new day came in a hurry.

At this time, two groups of people had already gathered around Court No. 10.

There was an indescribable tense atmosphere over the stadium, as if even the air had frozen.

The two sides looked at each other, and sparks flew when their eyes met.

The high school student who was leading the side of the original No. 10 court was now staring at the group of uninvited guests opposite with an angry face.

Just yesterday, when he learned that someone had dared to openly challenge their No. 10 court to a shuffle, he couldn't help but feel a burning rage in his heart.

He had been looking forward to who would be so bold, but when he saw them today, he found that they were just a bunch of immature junior high school students. This really disappointed him.

At the same time, the high school student couldn't help but wonder, "Are those guys from Court 16 really just weaklings? How could they be replaced so easily by a bunch of middle school kids? This is such a disgrace to high school students!"

Thinking of this, he was filled with contempt and disdain for these ignorant little brats in front of him.

The high school student leading the group crossed his arms and arrogantly shouted at the other team, "Hey, kids! Don't be naive and think we're as easy to bully as those wimps on Pitch 16. We're not going to show any mercy! If you don't want to get beaten black and blue, surrender now! Remember, the U17 arena is no place for you little middle school brats to run wild!"

After saying this, he raised his head triumphantly, with an arrogant look on his face.

However, what he didn't expect was that in the face of this group of people coming at him with such force, the group of junior high school students not only did not show the slightest fear, they didn't even show the slightest intention of retreating.

On the contrary, they stared at him with a mocking look as if they were looking at a clown.

Atobe, in particular, scoffed with disdain, "Huh, you guys have been playing tennis for several years longer than us, yet in the end, there's only one national-level player. Could it be that all these so-called U17s have produced are a bunch of good-for-nothings?"

These merciless words, like an extremely sharp sword, pierced straight into the hearts of those on the opposite side.

Before he finished speaking, his words were clearly heard by everyone on the other side.

In an instant, the originally "calm" scene exploded. They were all furious, holding the rackets tightly in their hands, and pretended to rush over here to fight with others.

But at this moment, a shocking scene happened.

Tianyu, Atobe, Yukimura and other players who stood at the top of the pyramid of junior high school students, seemed to have a telepathic connection and no longer deliberately suppressed the powerful aura they exuded.

For a moment, a sense of oppression as surging as a tidal wave rushed towards the opposite side.

The people opposite felt that their vision suddenly went dark, their breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down their foreheads.

Their faces turned pale as paper in an instant, and their hearts were filled with fear and disbelief.

Because at this moment, they truly felt the powerful aura coming from each other, which was unique to national-level players.

And if you count carefully, there are more than ten players with such terrifying strength!

What made them even more terrified was that the aura emanating from the guy named Tianyu who was at the head of the group was in no way inferior to those guys in the first army!

(Tianyu has already taken back the No. 4 badge of the First Army)

Tianyu stared at the scene in front of him boredly, a hint of impatience on his face, and then he said slowly: "Hurry up and start, don't dawdle any longer, it's a waste of everyone's training time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his right hand gracefully, and in an instant, two figures quickly walked out from behind him.

One of them had brown curly hair and his eyes were half-open and half-closed, looking sleepy, as if he had not yet fully awakened from a sweet dream.

The other person had long straight pink hair and was chewing a piece of green bubble gum in his mouth, occasionally spitting out a big round bubble. His relaxed and happy expression showed that he was in a particularly good mood at the moment.

However, although these two people seemed a little unreliable, when they appeared, they instantly brought an extremely strong sense of oppression to their opponents.

At this moment, Akutagawa Jiro smiled and looked at Marui Bunta tenderly, saying excitedly, "Marui-san, today I can finally play a game with you!"

You know, Marui Bunta is an excellent player who has always been loved and admired by Jiro.

Facing Jiro's enthusiasm, Marui also responded with a bright smile and said in a friendly manner: "I hope you can give me more guidance on this wonderful game, partner!"

The following match was no surprise. Jiro and Marui defeated their opponents like a whirlwind, and the whole process was effortless.

There is no way, facing players who are only at the Kanto level, it is too easy for them!

Although the level of tacit understanding between Jiro and Marui has not yet reached perfection, there is still a certain gap compared to those pairs who have been working together for a long time and have seamless cooperation.

However, they relied on their own strong strength and special skills to successfully control the rhythm of the game and ultimately won the victory.

In this game, the most eye-catching thing was undoubtedly Jiro's outstanding performance.

At this moment, the coaching staff who were closely following the progress of the game through monitoring could not help but be enlightened.

Since the national competition came to an end, Jilang has not been satisfied with his existing achievements, but has made further progress and invested a lot of time and energy in the in-depth study of vision guidance technology.

After unremitting efforts, he has now been transformed.

Jiro's abilities in doubles are nothing short of magical, as if he were born with some kind of innate magic.

No matter which player he partners with, he can act like a catalyst in a chemical reaction, stimulating the opponent's strength to the maximum extent and enabling it to be fully utilized.

Whenever his opponent was concentrating on staring at his teammates, Jiro could always cleverly seize the fleeting opportunity and hit a tennis ball unexpectedly, thus easily winning points.

On the contrary, when the opponent focuses all their attention on Jiro himself, they often unknowingly ignore the existence of his teammates.

In this way, his teammates can attack freely as if they were in an empty space and easily score a point.

The group of high school students opposite were already frightened into silence, their eyes wide open, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Although the Chinese middle school students did not win the contest in an overwhelming manner, any discerning person could see that these middle school students treated their opponents like toys and teased them wantonly.

The results of the following games were as expected, with one match after another with huge score differences.

The shocking numbers "6-0" appeared on the scoreboard one after another, as if sharp blades mercilessly piercing the fragile self-esteem of the high school students.

In the end, the group of high school students seemed to have lost their souls. Their eyes were empty and lifeless, their legs went soft, and they knelt down powerlessly on the cold ground.

Their faces were filled with despair and disbelief, and they were unwilling to accept the cruel scene happening before their eyes.

The confidence and pride I once had are now gone, leaving only endless regret and loss.

"I am now announcing the following decision: all players from the original Court 16 will be promoted to Court 10, and all members from the original Court 10 will be demoted to Court 16."

After hearing this, Tianyu looked at the group of high school students still kneeling on the ground and said disdainfully, "Seniors, please clean up quickly. Court 10 is our territory now! Please don't stay any longer and waste our training time."

Although the group of high school students were very dissatisfied, they knew what Tianyu said was right, so they could only leave the court like zombies.