Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Sanada squeezed the ball in his hand and spoke with a serious expression.

"Atobe, I think you've gotten a little carried away after winning the national championship. You didn't even notice us. You're really lax!"

Yukimura held the racket in one hand, with a ball firmly on the racket, and a gentle smile on his face.

"However, it's such a pity that Long Ge didn't come. Without Long Ge, how long can you guys like Ji Bu continue to be so arrogant?"

Tezuka looked at the ball in his hand and said, "There's nothing we can do. This is a men's training camp. Long Ge can't come in."

Atobe deliberately showed off the tennis ball on the racket and did not show any unhappiness at Long Ge's absence.

"Sanada, why are you being so sarcastic? Even without Long Ge, I'm still the emperor who rules the world!"

While these people were chatting and laughing, the balls that were dropped from the air had been completely looted.

The slow-moving high school student searched frantically on the ground but couldn't find any trace of the ball.

In the monitoring room, watching the little guy who just entered the training camp.

Long Ge suddenly became interested.

"Oh~ now everyone is here."

In the surveillance video, Long Ma, who looks similar to Long Ge, is slowly approaching the main stadium with his head down the whole time, with only a few shots flashing by occasionally.

Coach Saito looked at Ryoma's face that flashed on the surveillance camera, and Long Ge's face right in front of him.

"Wow, you really are exactly the same. You're indeed siblings. I don't think anyone would recognize you dressed like this."

In the main stadium, Senior Qian kindly reminded the high school students that there was a ball on the ground.

Just as these high school students were about to rush in.

A stone successfully hit the ball, and the ball bounced in the opposite direction and appeared in the boy's hands the next moment.

"Hello, everyone."

Everyone was surprised by the sudden appearance of the young man, and they were shocked and delighted.

The members of Seigaku quickly surrounded Ryoma, asking him all sorts of questions, and then he suddenly left without a word, which made them worried for a long time.

"You little brat finally came back. Have you had a good chat with your sister, huh?"

Jibe didn't mean to blame him, but he saw Long Ge's worry.

Longma nodded and said, of course they had talked about it, otherwise he wouldn’t be here.

Such a warm reunion scene was soon interrupted.

The turmoil on the court subsided, and Coach Kurobe began to introduce the rules of the training camp to the new members.

The entire training camp is divided into 16 courts. The higher you go, the stronger the teams are. Every day, the coaches will select several groups to compete, which is the reshuffle that Long Ge is experiencing now.

However, Long Ge is a special existence. He does not belong to any stadium. He is like a machine to test the strength of the players. No one can defeat him.

"Hey, you little brats, stop being so arrogant! How can one person hold so many balls at the same time? Hand them over now!"

At this time, the high school students could no longer bear it, especially when they saw Atobe, Sanada and others holding many balls. They wanted to use their identities to shock them and get them to hand over the balls.

But how could the junior high school students who had seen many storms be scared by a few words from the high school students in front of them?

Kintaro hugged the tennis ball tightly in his arms, "No way, it doesn't say that one person can only take one, why should I give it to you? Whoever gets the ball takes it!"

The nosy little kelp even mocked him bluntly, "If your skills are not up to par, pack up your things and go home!"

"What a bunch of little brothers who like to cause trouble. They seem a bit like someone..."

Saito looked at someone who was squatting in the corner and eating a cucumber with relish.

While enjoying his meal, Long Ge met the gazes of other people.

"What are you doing? I'm not that kind of person, seriously! I don't want to play with you anymore, go play with them."

Irie and the others are the best, they wouldn't make such a joke.

Long Ge left cursing, but on the main court, the high school students did not give up and were still making their last desperate struggle.