Prince of Tennis: Ryoma's sister in Hyotei

On the day of the final, the sun was scorching, and the audience arrived at the stadium early, and the venue was packed.

Everyone wants to witness today's game of the century.

They held the flags of their respective teams and cheered loudly for the strongest team in their minds.

The radio sounded.

"The U17 World Cup is about to begin! The USA vs. Japan match!

Now please invite the two teams to play!"

The finals are different.

It's totally different from normal games.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two teams slowly walked towards the center of the arena from the two entrances.

The Japanese team members marched with determination. They had made up their minds to take this final victory and bring it back to Japan.

Bring it back to the teammates who imagined them.

The American team, on the other hand, had an air of dominance, with its players being tall, strong, and aggressive.

When the two teams stood in the center of the field, the atmosphere reached its climax, and the cheers and shouts were deafening.

"I didn't expect that the final would be between our two teams. Xiaoge, it's such a pity that you didn't join the American team."

Reinhardt is still trying to poach people.

Members of the American team also echoed.

The Japanese team, who were unaware of the situation, looked at the two in surprise.

Are they poaching people right under their noses?

Or dig out their only female representative!

Long Ge smiled and said, "Reinhardt, I will not regret my choice. The Japanese team is where I belong."

Long Ge always completes what he starts and will not be shaken by other people's words.

He looked at the other two.

Long Ya met her sister's gaze with a smile in her eyes.

Ryoma met his elder sister's gaze without fear.

"Oh~ You're in good spirits. How about playing doubles, little Ryoma? Otherwise, you won't have a chance to compete with your sister."

When it comes to doubles, Ryoma simply turns his eyes away.

He looked like he didn't really want to communicate.

Almost everyone who knows Ryoma knows how disastrous his doubles game is.

As a substitute, Xiao Jin stood against Longma.

He happily showed off to Longma how quickly his doubles skills had improved.

"Go ahead, let's have a showdown! I qualified for the finals thanks to my doubles performance! How's that? Isn't that impressive?"

Longma seemed to have heard some joke.

"Huh? Just you, and you're even playing doubles? It seems like the Japanese team's doubles is really hopeless."

Even at his slowness, Xiao Jin could hear the teasing in Long Ma's tone.

He was about to explode but was held down by Long Ge.

"Xiao Jin, the competition is about strength, not just talking."

“I…I understand…”

But when he thought that he might not be able to play, Xiao Jin felt a little dissatisfied.

Before going on stage, Bai Shi specifically told Xiao Jin to be obedient, especially to Long Ge's words.

So no matter how angry he is, he will still be obedient.

Long Ya, who watched the whole process, burst into laughter.

"Long Ya, the competition hasn't started yet, so calm down a bit."

Reinhardt warned Long Ya that the noise was a bit too loud.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ralph. I just couldn't help it."

Long Ya covered her stomach exaggeratedly.

I really can't help but think of Long Ma playing doubles against Long Ya.

Longma became angry and embarrassed.

"You laugh too loud, bro!"

"But... the little one is playing doubles, hahaha, so funny!"

Long Ya has a free-spirited personality and laughs heartily regardless of the occasion.

He smiled and wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.

The tone changed instantly.

"So, have you decided who to compete with me, my dear sister?"

Long Ya's transformation was unexpected.

Although she was smiling, she gave people a chilling feeling.

The match between Long Ya and the Spanish captain was specially played by seniors Qian and Liu for everyone to watch.

Long Ya's strength was beyond everyone's imagination.

Not just his ability, but also his absolute tennis skills.

Facing such a terrifying existence would undoubtedly put a dent in my future tennis career.

Therefore, when it came to the registration forms for singles two and singles three, everyone had countless conflicting thoughts in their minds.

Of course, there are also people who are not afraid of death, and Akutsu is one of them.

I signed up for singles 2 almost without hesitation.

He doesn't care who his opponent is.

In order to be conservative and to have a wonderful and loud battle in the first game, Atobe chose to play singles three.

No matter who his opponent is, he must take the lead in winning the first game.

Such was his determination.

In the audience, there was Nanjiro who had sneaked out without anyone's knowledge.

Wearing a suspicious mask actually attracts more attention.

"If you want to play against Long Ya, no one in the Japanese team's lineup today is capable of doing so.

Unless Long Ya can't figure it out and goes to doubles, Xiao Ge might still be able to fight."

It was rare for Nanjiro to seriously analyze the situation on the field.

Just as Nanjiro was staring in fascination, the audience around him saw the people coming from behind silently make way.

Medanore clapped a hand on Nanjiro's shoulder.

"Mr. Nanjiro, your skills are still as strong as they were back then. Several people couldn't keep an eye on you and let you escape."

He was analyzing the situation on the field one second, and the next moment he turned back into his carefree and cheerful personality.

After a few awkward laughs, Nanjiro still wanted to make a final struggle.

Speaks with a strange accent.

"I'm not that handsome Mr. Nanjiro, you've got the wrong person, handsome boy.

If you want to watch the game, there are seats over there. I'm not used to sitting with strangers, sorry."

Nanjiro was about to run away with his hands in his pockets.

The clever Mars covered his mouth in surprise and pointed somewhere.

"That sister is so beautiful! She looks like a movie star!"

Nanjiro jumped up instantly and looked in the direction Mars pointed.

"Where? Where? Why didn't I see you? There's a movie star here? Is that the one? She looks really hot~"

The Spanish players looked at Nanjiro's embarrassing appearance in silence.

In fact, I'm used to it.

Except when he's on the court, Nanjiro can be naughty anytime and anywhere.

I poked my head out to look for a long time but didn't see the movie star that Mars mentioned.

"Hey, Mars, you even dare to fool the coach. Go back and you'll have to train twice as hard!"

Nanjiro was angry because he couldn't find the beautiful sister who looked like a movie star that Mars mentioned.

They may even stop hiding and reveal their identities directly.

Nanjiro was so angry that he jumped up and down, while the Spanish players sat down early to watch the game.

Find yourself being ignored.

"Hey, hey! You little brats! Do you even care about me as your coach?"

Mars' sister leaned on her brother's shoulder and accepted his feeding as a matter of course.

"But didn't someone say he wasn't Mr. Nanjiro?"

Nanjiro suddenly came to his senses and wanted to curl himself up again.

"I'm not some handsome Mr. Nanjiro, you've got the wrong person."

Mars was holding a fruit plate that he had taken out from somewhere?

"Would you like some, Mr. Mask?"

Nanjiro was immediately won over and shed tears (drool) of emotion.

I have been eating the oranges that Long Ya sent me every day in the hospital these past two days. I feel like I am being pickled by the oranges and I urgently need to improve my taste.

Mars was busy feeding his sister and coach on his left and right.

"So who will be competing against Echizen Ryuga? No, Mr. Mask, what do you think?"

Nanjiro leaned back in the chair, enjoying the attentive feeding from the virtuous Mars.

"Who knows what they are up to? The child is grown up and has his own ideas."

Nanjiro crossed his legs and enjoyed being fed by Mars continuously.

"Little sister, learn from your brother. Girls should be gentle and considerate, understand?"

My sister snorted and rolled her eyes silently.

"Humph, you're still saying you're not Nanjiro. You've completely given yourself away."

Mars touched his sister calmly.

After receiving the signal, the sister automatically turned off the microphone.

The Spanish players, with the tacit consent of captain Medanore, allowed Nanjiro to stay and watch the game in this strange way.

On the court, as soon as Long Ya finished speaking, the Byodoin team of the Japanese team and the members of the overseas expedition group at that time all frowned.

Others may have just watched the video of the previous match between Longya and Spain.

But they were there in person and saw Long Ya devour the tennis ball of No. 4 Wu Gu when he was in Hong Kong.

The Japanese team's appearance order is determined by the competition, so no matter who they meet, they can only try their best.

In response to Long Ya's question, Long Ge raised his head slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"So, brother, who do you want to be your opponent?"

Long Ya put her hands in her pockets and scoffed, "Don't keep us in suspense. Don't find someone who is vulnerable in the end. That would be too boring."

As he spoke, Long Ya's eyes swept over Atobe with hostility.

There was a hint of meaning in the words.

Of course, Atobe could hear Long Ya's mockery of him, and he met his opponent's gaze without showing any sign of being outdone.

The referee coughed twice between the two teams to signal for silence.

The rules of the competition began to be read out.

After the long and tedious opening remarks, the entire stadium instantly boiled over with cheers following the referee's loud announcement.

The two teams each retreated to their respective player seats.

"Although that guy is Long Ge's brother, he is too arrogant. Atobe, you must play well in the first round."

"Yes, yes, Long Ge, does your brother have any weaknesses? That way everyone can be prepared."

Everyone was talking about it.

That guy's attitude really shows that he doesn't take them seriously.

Atobe's innate confidence meant that he was not afraid at all when facing a completely unknown opponent.

"Huh? Who do you think I am? The first match of the finals naturally goes to the Japanese team!"

Atobe made a bold statement.

About Longya's weakness?

Long Ge racked his brains but couldn't figure out what his weakness was.

If she had that thing, she would have dealt with him privately long ago.

Long Ge's mind was full of bad ideas at this time.

On the other side, Long Ya felt a chill all over her body.

I immediately had a feeling that my lovely sister was thinking about me.

"Ah, by the way, Ralph, there's something I want to discuss with you."

Long Ya took Reinhard aside and said something.

Reinhardt's face looked very unhappy, obviously Long Ya had said something unpleasant.

After returning, Reinhardt was slow to turn himself in for the singles three roster.

The referee came over several times to ask questions before slowly walking towards the referee's seat to report the list.

The big screen began to scroll, and the names of the contestants were about to be uploaded.

At this time, Atobe, who had already prepared himself, had picked up the racket and was about to take the first step.

Suddenly, Long Ge raised his hand and held Jibe's other hand.

She was not sure whether her opponent was Long Ya, and was still a little worried at this time.

Atobe held the girl's hand soothingly.

Use your eyes to indicate that you are okay.

"Hey, hey, hey, we're about to have a competition. Can you guys wait until after the competition to have some intimate time?"

Byodoin impatiently stopped the two from looking at each other affectionately.

Kimijima raised an eyebrow.

"That's why you're not popular with women in Byodoin. You've ruined the good atmosphere."

Even Watanabe felt that he, the boss, was a little out of place.

"Boss, the game isn't that urgent."

The name on the big screen finally froze, and everyone took a closer look.

The opponent in singles match three was not Long Ya, but Qi Ke.

Long Ge was slightly startled, but quickly returned to normal.

Looking at the list of players, Atobe was a little confused.

Of course, not only the Japanese team couldn't understand it, even the American team's own players couldn't understand what their captain was doing.

Chico was naturally very happy. He really didn't expect to be the first to compete as the third singles player.

The moment he saw the list, Chico ran over to show off to Longma and Dudu.

"Look, that's my name! I'm singles number three!"

Dudu was extremely envious.

He has hardly played in singles matches since the quarterfinals.

Under Dudu's envious eyes, Chico immediately picked up the racket.

"Ralph, I'm in!"

Reinhardt nodded.

"Go."

This is in stark contrast to Dudu's envy.

Longma was just confused.

Longma raised the brim of his hat slightly and looked at his brother casually.

Then he saw that the other person was also looking at him.

"What on earth does he want to do?"

Ryoma whispered doubtfully.

in the audience.

"Hyotei! Hyotei! Atobe! Atobe! The winner is Japan! The winner is Atobe!"

This familiar cheering sound.

Atobe let go of Long Ge's hand and strode towards the arena. He knew who it was without even looking.

"This cheering brings me back to the day of the Kanto Tournament and the National Tournament, where it was the same scene."

Bu Er still remembers how deeply impressed he was by those two days of competition.

On the court, Atobe raised his arm and snapped his fingers.

The endless cheers of support came to an abrupt halt.

"The winner is me, and the victor is the Japanese team."

Although most of the audience didn't understand what Atobe said in Japanese, he looked very handsome and they started cheering together the next moment.

"Hahahaha, this is so funny, hey, you must be Xiaoge's boyfriend.

I think I understand what Longma meant by the Monkey Mountain King, hahahaha!"

Chico put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly, not at all intimidated by Jibe's momentum.

Instead, it was what he said that almost made Atobe lose his composure.

"That brat! He really doesn't know how to respect his elders. He must be taught a lesson in the future."

After simply breaking the defense, Tsuchiya felt particularly happy when he thought about having the chance to teach that brat a lesson in the future.