Prince of Tennis: Ryoma's sister in Hyotei

Chico held his chin in his hand as if thinking.

"Well... since Longma said so, I think it's better for you and Alan to be careful."

But he soon realized that there was someone in their team who knew them better.

Chike clapped his hands and looked at someone who had been watching the show.

"Huh? Long Ya, you should know better, right? You've been with the Japanese team longer, haven't you?"

A word to wake up everyone.

Even Longma couldn't help but look over.

How could he forget about this? Long Ya is a member of the expeditionary force.

And then there's the game that didn't happen.

Longma pretended to look at it indifferently.

Long Ya held up half of her face and smiled at the few people.

Especially the look in his eyes when he looked at Longma was full of meaning.

"I don't know. I've never fought them."

Long Ya spread out her hands to indicate that she didn't know either.

He wanted to try that guy's special trick called Mach serve.

However, Byodoin Temple has always kept a close eye on him, so he has no chance to take action.

"How could you not know? Long Ya, are you deliberately not telling me? We're on the same team, how could you not know?"

No matter how Ren Qike asked, Long Ya had no idea.

It’s not his fault for not saying anything. It’s just that Long Ya really doesn’t understand the situation of those people.

The only group he spent the most time with was probably Byodoin, and Byodoin was on guard against him so that his teammates wouldn't challenge him in a one-on-one fight.

Qi Ke refused to believe it, and pulled Long Ma aside to tease him openly.

"Hey, hey, you two crickets are not at all unfaithful."

Long Ya was dissatisfied and resisted.

Resistance is futile.

Reinhardt, who had returned from a break, approached the group.

"The competition depends on strength. Even if you ask Long Ya for something, in the end you still need your own ability to win, right?

The players on the Japanese team are not pushovers. Even if they know something in advance, they will still thrive in adversity.

So as long as you give 100% to your opponents, no matter what the outcome, play a game that you won’t regret.”

Reinhardt's words immediately attracted everyone's attention and also ignited the fighting spirit of Dudu and Alan.

Dudu put away his giggling expression and made a serious promise to Reinhardt.

"Don't worry, Ralph. Our goal isn't just to play a game we won't regret. Our goal is to win!"

Dudu raised his arms high and shouted the slogan of victory, and the other players and substitutes responded passionately.

"Oh! Winner!"

The passionate atmosphere of the American team directly ignited the audience who came to cheer for them.

Everyone held up flags and banners in their hands and shouted the name of the American team.

"Hey, why are the opponents so popular? We can't give up. Let's cheer for the Japanese team loudly!"

With the guidance of the junior high school students, the entire venue was already bustling with activity before the competition even started.

The coach below was giving various instructions to Maoli and Yuezhi, especially to Maoli.

Before he could say a few words, Mao Li's attention was attracted by the enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

The coach pressed his throbbing temples and said, "Hold on, now is not the time to lecture."

"Wow, everyone is cheering for us, Mr. Moonlight, we must win!"

Although Maori's attention was attracted by the atmosphere outside, in Yuezhi's opinion, Maori's eyes, which had always been dull and seemed to have no interest in anything, were now shining.

"Ah."

The extreme contrast between these two people gives the coach a headache.

Never mind, combinations like theirs are rare.

I hope Maoli can gain more experience from this competition.

Yue Zhi has been waiting for his partner to wake up.

Coach Saito sighed.

"Alright, alright, fight well, Maoli, you should also be more careful and don't rely on Yuezhi for everything."

Maori chuckled, not really caring about the meaning.

"But Mr. Moonlight is really awesome! With Mr. Moonlight here, we won't lose!"

Maori continued to praise Yuezhi's strength.

"U17 World Championship Finals: Japan vs. USA. Doubles is about to begin. Both players, please prepare!"

After the referee finished speaking, Mao Li, who was still working tirelessly, suddenly fell silent and looked at his opponent who was also preparing to go on the court.

"Mr. Moonlight, don't worry, I will definitely not hold you back."

Maori's gaze was so firm and serious.

Yue Zhi lowered his eyes and looked.

"You've never been a drag. Go ahead and fight. I'll always be behind you."