Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

The Japanese team members on the sidelines felt regretful; they were just a little bit short.

Xiao Haidai was so nervous that he stuttered when speaking, but he still had to pretend to be calm.

"No...it's okay. It's just one point. We can make it up quickly, right...right, Senior Liu?"

Yanagi was so engrossed in taking notes that she had no time to respond to Kirihara's questions.

Kirihara became even more annoyed when he didn't get a response, holding his head and chattering.

Such behavior not only increases the anxiety of oneself and teammates, but also shakes the hearts of the players on the field.

The ghost boss glanced over, and a strong pressure came over him, and Kirihara raised his head tremblingly.

There was only one thought in my mind.

Mom, he saw a ghost!

It seemed that Kirihara was about to be frightened into a frightened swaying seaweed.

"Shut up, don't distract Tokugawa."

Irie, who was always gentle in front of others, changed his attitude and became domineering the moment he spoke.

The effect was remarkable, stopping the ghost from intimidating the little kelp with its eyes.

Little Kelp shrank his neck and moved away from the two of them.

Sanada's face darkened and he snorted coldly.

"I think you should learn your lesson now."

Liu, who knew his descendants well, spoke silently in his heart.

If he learns his lesson, he won’t be Qiyuan Aka anymore.

The recent incident was not enough to break Tokugawa's defense line.

He maintained a stable expression and quickly adjusted his posture, preparing for the next round of attack.

After a tough battle, Reinhard's abilities were further stimulated.

Reinhardt's abilities can greatly improve him in the game.

The strength of his opponent will only make him stronger.

Reinhard opened fire at full force, trying to suppress Tokugawa again.

At the critical moment, Tokugawa always maintained a high level of concentration and did not give his opponent any chance to defeat him.

The sound of the ball hitting the ball and the sound of collision struck everyone's heart.

Tokugawa shouted out his inner desire.

The power that sent him to the finals, after being endlessly demanded by Tokugawa, finally seemed to bind Tokugawa like shackles.

Tokugawa gradually showed signs of being overwhelmed.

The frequency of the black holes that were ubiquitous on the court began to decrease.

Even the figure of Asura God became a little blurry.

Physical fatigue and tremendous mental stress swept over me.

The body's reaction gradually slows down.

Even Tokugawa began to have hallucinations.

"boom!"

The sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground was heard, and Tokugawa stood there motionless.

Tokugawa was so tired that he could only see a blur.

After several consecutive goals, the tired Tokugawa was unable to respond.

"What's going on? This Tokugawa guy failed at the crucial moment? Wait until he's done! I'll definitely **** him!"

Tono's unbearable curses continued one after another.

The noise made Zhongdao scratch his ears, and he glanced around and caught sight of the dried willow juice that Gan had secretly brought in from the corner.

A wicked grin played on his lips.

"Tono, you must be thirsty. Do you want to drink something to quench your thirst?"

Toono, who was unprepared for Tanejima, drank the whole thing in one gulp.

"Ugh! You..."

With a thud, Tono fell straight down.

"Oh my, finally I have some peace and quiet. You're sleeping so soundly, Tono."

Tanejima squatted down and poked Tono's face a few times to make sure that he was not pretending. He turned his gaze to Kimijima, his meaning clear.

Kimijima pressed his temples.

"Hey, hey, Zongdao, you really can do it."

The people watching the game had no interest in what Taneda gave Tono to drink.

Only Qian was standing alone in the corner, feeling as nervous as a sieve, afraid of being discovered.

"Tokugawa can't do this. He looks exhausted. Could he have fainted?"

Seeing that Tokugawa was in an unpleasant state, someone took the initiative to ask his doubts.

Reinhardt, the opponent, has been extending his serve time since just now. He is the one who can most clearly see the state of Tokugawa on the opposite side.

He gave his opponent enough time to rest.

If he can't wake up before the end of the game, it can only be his own fault for not adjusting his condition, and he can't blame others.

Reinhardt's goal has always been to win the final championship trophy.

Tokugawa's strong will made him want to complete a satisfying match.

Giving him time to rest, it depends on whether he can seize this opportunity.

Tokugawa's consciousness sank as he saw countless images of himself practicing hard since childhood, and standing on the podium proudly holding the trophy high.

The scene changed, and I saw myself in the Japanese U17 training camp, stepping into the training camp with Hongyuan's revenge and ready to make great plans.

The confidence and belief I had held for so long were completely shattered by a sloppy and casual man.

When Tokugawa was at his lowest point, Irie and Oni appeared before him and patiently gave him guidance day after day.

With the expectations of both of them, she challenged the man again.

The man stood before her like an insurmountable mountain.

He failed again.

Annoyed and full of regret.

There are also junior students that I value leaving.

Everything seemed to be crushing him.