"Is this really okay? Maori-senpai is relying too much on Yuezhi-senpai."

They were praising their seniors one second, and the next second Xiao Haidai was asking questions behind their backs.

This is really okay.

Although they are partners, why does Maori-senpai seem a little unreliable?

Maori chopped Xiao Haikai on the forehead with a knife.

"Liu, you don't even care about your juniors, and you've already started talking about the seniors. How disrespectful!"

Maori rubbed Xiao Haikai's hair and found it was softer than he imagined.

"Mori-senpai, please don't mess up my hair! I spent a long time..."

Before Xiao Haidai could finish his words, he raised his eyes and met Yue Zhi's gaze.

The fear that went straight to the bottom of his heart instantly swept over his whole body, making him stand there in a daze.

Mao Li didn't notice anything was wrong with his junior and naturally took the thing that Yue Zhi handed to him.

"Thanks, Yuezhi."

"You're welcome, let's go."

Before leaving, Yuezhi glanced at Kirihara. The fear in his eyes made this "devil" who was domineering on the field tremble.

Only after the two of them were far away did Kirihara slowly calm down and begin to take deep breaths.

"So...so scary...those eyes..."

Liu, who was standing beside him, witnessed the whole process and spoke as if it had nothing to do with him.

"This is the consequence of disrespecting your elders. Remember this next time."

"As expected of our former captain of Hyotei, both opponents and teammates will submit."

Atobe lifted one of his bangs with one hand. He was very satisfied with Yue Zhi, who was a year older than him and had led Hyotei before.

"Really? I see that only Yuezhi-senpai is infinitely doting on Maori-senpai."

Long Ge, who saw through everything, said something jaw-dropping.

It's just impossible to explain it to a group of people whose minds are solely focused on tennis.

The first doubles match was highly valued by both the coaches and the players.

This will be the most important turning point.

"Whether we can continue in the next doubles match depends on your performance in this match.

Mao Li, Yue Zhi, bring out all your strength to fight."

"Yes!"*2

The Japanese team is in high spirits.

Dudu and Alan are about to play for the American team.

Dudu finished his last set of stretches, stretched his body, and looked like he had made all the necessary preparations.

Alan's eyes kept scanning his opponent, and his mind had begun to simulate the opponent's body structure so that he could find the best way to attack.

"Alright! Ralph has already won a round, we can't fall behind, right Alan!"

Dudu couldn't wait to show himself in the contestant seat, so he jumped lightly a few times to try out the feeling.

"Yeah, that's right, Dudu, you're in pretty good shape today, but you still have to be careful not to strain your muscles."

Alan withdrew his gaze and gave the impatient Dudu some warnings.

"I know, I know. We have you here, our 'doctor'. We don't have to worry about these problems at all."

Dudu's lively personality doesn't mean he's afraid at all.

"I advise you to listen to Alan. Those two over there are not easy opponents to deal with."

Longma leaned against the guardrail, as Longma had watched the two men compete up close.

He was very clear about how strong his opponent was, even when he was still holding back on his strength.

To hear Longma say something that cannot be taken lightly, one must be extremely alert.

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