Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

The ghost boss said nothing, he was going to stop this farce, it was really embarrassing for them high school students.

The leader of the riot is still clamoring.

Long Ge rubbed his temples. He had no ability, yet he dared to shout like that. Who taught him that? No matter where you go, there are always some blindly confident people.

"You guys go ahead. I won't be going. I should go back to take a nap. By the way, where's my new little follower? And Long Yue is nowhere to be seen either. Since coming to the training camp, her personality has become more lively."

Might as well go back to sleep.

Boss Gui didn't listen to what Long Ge said at all and walked straight to the main stadium.

"By the way, don't irritate them too much. There are some flammable and explosive dangerous goods in there."

Especially Akutsu.

Long Ge glanced at the main court, then left in a happy mood.

"This is really embarrassing. We can't even beat a group of middle school students. Anyone who doesn't get the ball should get out of this training camp."

The ghost boss roared, shocking everyone present.

Everyone's eyes turned to the man who roared.

"You didn't listen to that person at all. They say you shouldn't underestimate an opponent you don't know the details of."

Irie also felt that the high school students' performance was too ugly.

"But...but, Ghost Boss..."

The high school student who wanted to defend himself was given a look by the ghost boss and could only lower his head unwillingly.

I left the main stadium with great reluctance.

The high school students left, and Kintaro was still very dissatisfied, "Why are you leaving? I haven't even had a chance to play! Don't leave!"

Irie reminded him, "Excuse me, little brother, private competitions are not allowed here."

Kintaro immediately stopped talking, "Ah~ Then, little brother, can you play a game with me? I really want to play."

Bai Shi had no choice but to drag the man back. "Xiao Jin, you didn't listen carefully to what I said. Private competitions are not allowed here."

"Oh~ No way, there's a competition ahead of me, I want to do that too~"

Kintaro looked pitiful, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"If you want to compete with us, win the shuffle battle and climb up step by step."

The ghost's words immediately aroused Akutsu's dissatisfaction, and he walked forward and wanted to fight.

"Are you kidding me, huh? Weren't you high school students the ones who started the trouble in the first place?"

The ghost boss glanced at Akutsu who was talking, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Those guys just now were all from the 10th pitch. Don't get complacent just because you beat them. Face the cruelty of the training camp well."

Facing the imposing ghost boss, Akutsu did not hesitate at all.

"So which court are you on? I'm going to knock you down right now!"

The ghost boss said this without even turning his head.

"It's really asking for death."

Such words would undoubtedly directly ignite Akutsu. If the people next to him had not stopped him, Akutsu would have jumped over the net and beaten someone.

However, Irie, who was a nosy person, introduced himself to all the junior high school students with a smile.

"Didn't that guy just tell you to light them on fire? I'm Kanata Irie from court number three."

After saying that, he looked at Ghost Boss and motioned for him to introduce himself as well.

The ghost boss turned his head slightly, "I am the fifth ghost Jujiro."

"Then you should enjoy your life in the training camp. I'm really looking forward to the day when I can play against you. That person speaks very highly of you."

Irie and his companions simply showed up to disperse the troublesome high school students, said hello to the junior high school students, and left.

that person?

Seniors Qian and Liu could hear something wrong in Irie's tone, and wondered who the person was that he mentioned twice in a row.

"What about you? Which court are you on?"

Ryoma had somehow run to the path that the others had to take to leave, carrying a tennis racket and looking at Tokugawa provocatively.

The latter didn't reply, but his unfriendly look made Longma flinch.