Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Because friendly matches can attract her attention more.

Singles No. 3 Sengoku Kiyosumi vs. Bobby Marcos.

Can a guy with that kind of build on the American team be considered a junior high school student?

Long Ge reasonably suspected that someone named Baker was randomly sending people to the competition.

The opponent's huge body and powerful strength.

This match should be very difficult for Sengoku. The strength and agility displayed by his opponent will shock the audience present.

But it was fortunate that Senshi played in this match. If it had been someone else, there would have been no way to fight back like that.

Even if he could fight back, Qianshi would still find it difficult to face such an opponent. Being able to fight back would be meaningless if he couldn't score points.

Taiyi watched the progress of the game nervously. As a senior in the former school club, Taiyi still liked and respected this senior very much.

Although he sometimes behaves inappropriately when seeing pretty girls, it does not hinder his superb tennis skills.

"What should we do, Senior Long Ge? Senior Qian Shi won't lose, right?"

Long Ge supported his head and said, "The game has not yet reached match point. Everything is unknown. Qianshi's current performance is different from that in training. We still have to wait and see."

Long Ge remembered that during the training camp, Qianshi's playing style was indeed eye-opening.

Just as Long Ge said, Qianshi's ball path in the second half was different from that in the first half.

In contrast to the situation in the first half where he was suppressed by his opponent, Senshi has started to take it seriously, using his boxing tennis to fight back, gradually starting to master his own rhythm, and the game is going more and more smoothly.

Now it all depends on how much energy the two have consumed, but it seems that the opponent only wants to rely on strength to fight Qianshi.

As the match point approached, Senshikoku made an unexpected move. He stopped attacking and instead used the simplest method to fight back.

"Oh~ I see. But can such a large opponent be completely consumed?"

Long Ge saw that Qianshi was draining his opponent's strength. There was nothing he could do because his opponent was a creature with only muscles but no brains, and the coach was also a show-off.

It seemed that he didn't realize Qianshi's intention, and was even wasting his energy on speaking rudely to the referee.

The result of the match surprised everyone. Both sides were exhausted and fell to the ground, ending in a draw.

The current situation is one win, one loss and one draw.

The next two games are crucial to victory. We can only win! Draws and losses are absolutely not allowed!

"Hey~ How are you? Are you feeling better? Taichi was a little worried about Sengoku's condition, so I came over to check on him."

Long Ge and Taiyi appeared in the Japanese team's locker room.

Qianshi, who was lying there resting weakly, revealed his true colors when he saw Long Ge.

"Oh! It's Long Ge. You're worried about me! I'm so lucky. I'm so lucky to be noticed by a beauty like Long Ge!"

Long Ge felt a little embarrassed. It seemed that this guy was fine. Taiyi was really worrying unnecessarily.

Fuji suddenly discovered that Long Ge was carrying a tennis bag today, which he never brought even in normal Hyotei matches.

"Long Ge actually brought a tennis bag with him today, but Long Ge shouldn't just come to visit Qian Shi, right?"

Hearing Fuji say this, Qianshi was a little unhappy. It was obvious that he came to visit because he was worried about him!

Chishiro was lost in his own fantasy, laughing foolishly.

Tezuka also came over and heard Long Ge say that he had something important to deal with today and could not even attend this friendly match as a coach.

"Is the matter settled?"

According to the original plan, coaches Tezuka and Sakaki, coach Hanamura and Long Ge would take turns to provide guidance.

Some fragments flashed through Long Ge's mind, as if there was something important, but it seemed... he couldn't quite remember...