The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

In the recent period, the number of people from other schools who came to the school for reconnaissance has increased.Looking at the few voyeurs fleeing in the distance being doused by Fuji-senpai and Kikumaru-senpai with water bridles, I thought so in my heart.

Perhaps because of winning the regional competition, Mr. Ryuzaki was very busy during this time.There was an endless stream of schools requesting to play practice matches with us, but they were all rejected by Mrs. Ryuzaki.There are two injured numbers in the team, Ryuzaki-sensei must also have a headache.

As for me, why I haven't been able to practice at this time, one of the reasons is that I was selected as a library committee member in my sleep...

Passing by the women's tennis club with a stack of books to deal with, I saw a strange guy with an orange head.His face was in close contact with the barbed wire wall of the tennis court.

"Wow~ There are so many cute girls in the women's tennis club of Seigaku~ It's great to come to this school! Oh...she's my type~" Seeing that, the saliva was about to drip down.

A spy from another school?Not doing business properly.

Ignoring this guy, I turned a corner and saw Tomoka Sakurano and the others practicing tennis outside the court. (Author's note: I finally remembered the name. Protagonist: Nonsense, it appears in front of you every day, even a stone knows its size and color.)

There is a long rubber band tied to the tennis ball, and the other end is connected to the base, and it will bounce back when it is hit.It looks interesting.Feeling excited, I put the book aside and stepped forward to pick up the tennis ball. "This thing is not bad."

I tried to play a few times with the racket (they gave it automatically), and it was really interesting.On the other side, Pengxiang yelled again, "Amazing ~ Master Longma!"

"The swinging posture is quite beautiful~ As expected of Qingxue, a very good freshman~" A high-ranking and frivolous voice sounded.

Isn't the one standing in front of you the pervert who put his face in front of the women's tennis court earlier?Look, there are still wire grid marks on the face!kindness?He's still carrying a tennis bag?With a heart move, he hit the ball straight at his face.

"Ah—" Pengxiang and the others beside them covered their faces in fright.The guy didn't move, looking calm and relaxed.

The ball bounced within an inch of his face.Well, this guy is not an ordinary guy, can you guess the ball is not strong enough to hit him?

Seeing that every ball was bouncing away from his face, he simply closed his eyes, looking like a leisurely fart. "It's a pity~ If you put your weight on one foot, the ball you hit will be more explosive~"

If you give some color, you can open a dyeing workshop.Since you're so confident standing there as a target, then...

"Please give me more advice!" Throwing the racket from his right hand to his left hand, with a wave of his hand, the ball hit him squarely on the forehead.

Throwing his head back, he turned over and fell down, and passed out directly.Why didn't you guess it this time?

"Who is this guy?" I stepped forward and knelt down to look at him.Isn't it just smoking on the forehead?It's too careless~ Peng Xiang and the others gathered around to watch the fun read out the words on his tennis bag: "Private Yamabuki Middle School-Qianshi Qingchun".

Where is this guy so pure?

"What, what should I do? I have to send it to the health room..." Sakura said in panic.

After taking a look at his tall figure, I turned around and picked up the book and left. "whatever."

Generally speaking, this lecherous guy has stronger vitality than cockroaches.Just like the smelly old man in my family.

Finish the book.When passing by the school's greenhouse, I caught a glimpse of Senior Fuji squatting in it at some point.What is he doing there with a pot of prickly pears smiling?

Just as I was about to walk away, Fuji, who had kept his head down, suddenly waved at me.Does this man have three eyes?

Moving closer, seeing him looking intently at the bare pot, I couldn't help but ask, "Why does Senior Fuji like cactus?"

"Because he is full of thorns~" He glanced at me with a smile.

I shuddered inexplicably, and heard him say slowly: "There is another reason, there is a clumsy guy in the family who always gets stabbed by this thing~ It's very interesting~"

Terrible, this man is absolutely terrible - this is my heartfelt voice again.

The author has something to say:

The author of the Lufan Lun Towel appeared on the stage with square steps shaking his head~

The answer in the previous chapter, the prompt sentence is: "Aron, where is your room?" The reassuring voice, the unexpected gentle movement...

"Aron, where is your room?"——The possibility of Haitang, Taocheng, and Hecun was ruled out. (Everyone: Nonsense!)

A reassuring voice - the point is that this reassuring person is the main character.

Unexpected and gentle movements—the key point is the word accident.

Now everyone understands~ Don't you understand?If you still don’t understand, just hug whoever you love~ (Being trampled by the protagonist...)

Closer to home, the questions in this chapter should not trouble everyone who has seen Wang Wang:

Who is the unlucky guy who keeps getting stabbed by Budu's prickly pear?