Prince of Tennis: Ryoma's sister in Hyotei

"The Japanese team! The Japanese team! Tokugawa! Tokugawa!"

Friends from various schools who came to support the team in the audience shouted the names of the Japanese team and Tokugawa.

Loud shouts shocked Tokugawa.

Tokugawa took a deep breath, and his originally excited eyes were filled with an even more intense fighting spirit.

His eyes revealed his determination to win the game.

Reinhardt stared back.

I couldn't help laughing in my heart.

Not everyone can survive in desperate situations; it's just a last-ditch struggle.

The audience seats were bustling with people and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

Fans of both teams, holding colorful flags with the national flags of the two teams printed on them, passionately cheered for the teams they supported.

The shouts of "Come on! Come on!" rose one after another, like waves sweeping across the entire venue.

These sounds came together to form a powerful wave of sound that was deafening.

These shouts seemed to be able to break through the screen and reach every corner of the world.

People who were watching the live broadcast in front of the TV also felt the warm atmosphere.

With the referee's order, the game continued.

Reinhart hit a beautiful serve.

Tokugawa stood still. Wherever Reinhardt's tennis ball passed, an arc-shaped black hole appeared. Tokugawa appeared slowly before the tennis ball landed on the ground.

He then used the power of the demon god Ashura to double his attack.

The speed of the net was like a bullet, and as Reinhardt moved, the ball landed in front of him.

Looking again, the ball had already rolled down to the backcourt and lightly touched the wall.

Reinhardt curled his lips into a smile, took out a spare ball from his pocket, and served again in one go.

In the same situation, Tokugawa still used the black hole to block Reinhardt's serve.

He used the power of the God Asura to fight back.

After hitting back again and again, Reinhardt's receptiveness finally allowed him to receive the return ball after Tokugawa won the game.

Tokugawa's eyes flickered, then returned to calm.

He had already expected his opponent to catch his return ball.

Tokugawa moved quickly and used the power of the black hole to catch the ball steadily.

Then he used his special skills to return the ball.

Reinhart quickly locked on, swung his arms, and just when he thought he could catch the return ball.

A small black hole appeared in front of the tennis ball, blocking it and forcing it to change its trajectory at the last moment.

Even Reinhardt remained calm and changed the position of his wrist to intercept the ball.

The tennis ball flew high into the air, but Tokugawa stood still.

There was the sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground.

Then comes the referee's interpretation.

"Out of bounds! Japan scores this round! The score is now 5-4, with the US team leading for now!

Now for the venue swap!"

During the few minutes of the change of venue, Reinhardt took a short break and sat back in his chair.

The teammates behind me kept encouraging me.

"Ralph, just like before, he was just that close to inbounds! Don't lose heart!"

"Come on! Come on! Ralph, our captain!"

Chico and Dudu were leaning over the guardrails into the arena, muttering to themselves.

Avril was pulling hard at the corners of the two people's clothes.

"You two! Don't go any further, you're going to fall in!"

Long Ya sat aside calmly and proudly.

Perhaps it was because of how much he cared about that game.

"Ralph, don't disappoint me."

Reinhardt simply wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, calmed down, and drank a few sips of water to replenish his water.

The brain quickly reviews the details of the game.

During this period, Reinhardt obviously didn't want to pay any attention to Long Ya.

But he turned around and looked at Longma with a smile.

"Your senior is truly amazing. I understand why you care so much about him. But, Ryoma, the American team will win the game in the end."

Countless scenes flashed through Ryoma's mind, including his training life with the Japan U17 team.

The various trainings in the American training camp, as well as everyone's help and tolerance towards him.

Thinking back, I, Tokugawa, and my former companions are now in different camps.

They carry different missions.

Regardless of what the future holds, he is now a member of Team USA.

He could reply firmly to his captain.

"Of course, the American team will win!"

Qi Ke and Du Du stopped making noise and laid on the guardrail, staring at Long Ma in a daze.

Notice the gazes of the two people.

"What...what are you doing?"

Ryoma wanted to pull his hat down to block his view.

Her cheeks turned slightly red from being stared at by the two men, and she felt embarrassed.

Qi Ke stopped him and grabbed the man and beat him up.

Longma is not the type to take the initiative.

This kind of words is very common when spoken by other people, but it is a bit surprising when spoken by Longma.

Chico felt relieved.

"Little Dragon Horse has finally become self-aware and grown up. The brothers are very pleased."

Little Dragon Horse? ?

Longma was both embarrassed and annoyed, but he couldn't get angry because he was afraid that it would affect Captain Ralph's condition.

"You can't call me Little Dragon Horse!"

"Ah~ That's too much. Xiaoge can scream, so why can't we?"

"No means no!"

Ryoma retorted with a flushed face.

Not everyone can call like that!

This caused everyone to laugh.

To liven up the atmosphere, Chico knew his limits. He rubbed Longma's head a few times before letting him go with a smile.

Reinhardt received disguised encouragement from his teammates and stood up with a smile.

At the same time, Tokugawa on the opposite side also stood up and walked towards him.