When the opponent heard Long Ge's big talk, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Stop talking nonsense, little guy! Today I'm going to make you regret coming to this training camp!"

Very good, Long Ge’s enthusiasm faded, and this person hit Long Ge’s sore spot with just one sentence.

Long Ge had a cold face, and his opponent thought that his words had frightened Long Ge.

Game start.

The opponent's serve.

Amid the enthusiastic cheers of the high school students, Saotome wanted to give Long Ge a warning.

An outspinning ball headed towards Long Ge's hat.

Long Ge flashed and hit his opponent with double the force.

"Oh!"

I didn't expect that Long Ge would hit the ball so easily.

He had no time to react and was knocked to the ground by Long Ge's retaliatory shot.

"Wow, that's a nice comeback."

In the monitoring room, Coach Saito laughed freely, and he was right about the person.

Patting Coach Kurobe, he said, "You should develop a growth plan for her. That kid is really serious."

When someone called him short, he would swing the ball at his face.

Long Ge tapped his shoulder lightly with his racket.

"If no one has ever taught you to respect your opponent like this, I'm open to teaching you. If you dare call me short, this is what happens. All you high school students, watch out, let the game continue."

Long Ge retreated back to the baseline and waited for his opponent's serve.

"Damn it..."

The force of Long Ge's ball was quite strong. Kenta Saotome's head was buzzing and he struggled to get up from the ground.

Damn it, this junior high school student actually made him look bad in public!

The opponent went crazy and attacked Long Ge with all his strength, but was easily counterattacked by Long Ge, as if it were a game.

"It's just child's play. I thought the U17 players were so good, but it turns out they're just that good."

One sentence caused a commotion.

"No, how can a little middle school student have the courage to say such big words? Saotome, why don't you knock him down right now!"

"Yes! Yes!"

The high school students present shouted in condemnation.

Want Long Ge's opponent to defeat her.

The high school students who were called Hayase by their companions looked at the posture of the other high school students at the scene, shrank their necks, and decided to run away.

Long Ge looked around and memorized the ones who shouted the loudest at the scene.

I'll come find you guys to play with later, hehe.

It's really beyond your ability to think of defeating her.

"I'm telling you to take a good look at what an outspin shot is. Even my brother wouldn't play with that shot you just made."

It's nothing compared to Xiao Longma's outspin serve.

It was Long Ge's turn to serve. To deal with this kind of situation, there was no need to use Mirage.

A ball that was countless times stronger than the opponent's outspin shot, it brushed past the tip of his nose and finally got stuck in the guardrail behind him.

"How...how could it be?"

Saotome only felt a tingling sensation at the tip of her nose.

When I looked over, I was met with Long Ge's evil smile.

Just by using outspin balls, Long Ge won the game. Each ball was about to come into close contact with the opponent's limbs, and the game was resolved without hurting the opponent.

"Game over! 6-0, Echizen wins!"

Long Ge climbed over the net and stood in front of the frightened Saotome, leaning slightly with a smile on his face.

"Now you understand how to respect your opponent? Hmm?"

Death question from Long Ge.

Saotome stared blankly at the person so close to her, stunned for a moment, and nodded rapidly.

understood! understood!

Long Ge waved the racket and said, "Let's leave it at that for today. Although I haven't had enough fun yet, there will be plenty of time to have fun later."

"Thank you for the racket, Tanejima-senpai!"

"You're welcome."

Tanejima caught the racket that was thrown to him.

After watching this game, both Coach Saito and Coach Takushi had new views on Long Ge.

"This kid's ball control is incredible. No matter where he returns the ball, it always lands in the same spot."

"Not only that, the daily training of those guys on Court 1 alone is already a strain on the training camp's equipment, and now there's this middle school kid on the way."

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