"Buyer, what is going on?" The Fudomine members led by Kamio walked out from the corner and asked anxiously.

Before that, they saw Tachibana Jiping answer a phone call, then he showed an expression of surprise they had never seen before, and hurried out of the academy.

The group's favorite Ju Xing also ran out.

Out of curiosity and concern, the regular players of the Fudomine Tennis Club secretly followed.

As a result, we see a conflict between the Minister and Hyotei Academy.

There was even a man who had never been seen before.

The director called him... the new president of the Fudomine Tennis Club?!

This caused a hint of panic in their hearts.

Tachibana Jiping led them to rebel against the senior grades and set up a new tennis club to free them from being bullied.

In their hearts, Tachibana Yoshihei has become an indispensable person to Fudomine.

They were afraid that Jiping Ju would leave.

"Everyone, let's go and see it together. He is the big brother I once mentioned, and he will also be the director of our Fudomine." Seeing the members' concerns, Tachibana Yoshihei said with a smile.

"I remember now, Minister, you once said that your older brother used to play tennis with you and was much stronger than you!" Kamio said in a lost voice.

Tachibana Yoshihei also said this when the new tennis club was first established.

Now I am only the acting minister, the real minister is someone else.

Only two years have passed and the members have forgotten all about it.

"What a joke! I won't accept a stranger as the minister just like that." Kamio clenched his fists and said unwillingly.

"That's right, there is only one minister in my heart." Ishida Tetsuya looked dissatisfied.

"Oh, this is really troublesome. The minister came back for no apparent reason and even played against the Hyotei guys. Since he has such courage, his strength should be pretty good. This is a good thing for us at Fudomine. But Minister Tachibana has always taken good care of us. If the new minister can't show some superb skills to convince us, then..." Ibu Shinji began to mutter to himself.

"Stop arguing and follow me." In the end, it was Tachibana Jiping's righteous voice that stopped the members from whispering.

"If there was no Kamishiro, there would be no Tachibana Jiping today. To me, he is a big brother who can be trusted completely! He will lead us to the national competition."

Under pressure from Tachibana Jiping's authority, the members stopped expressing their dissatisfaction, exchanged glances, and followed suit.

"It seems that the president of Hyotei Academy is going to compete with another person. Let's go and take a look."

"Is it that national-level expert?"

"The other party seems to be the minister of Fudomine."

As the news leaked, many viewers rushed to the training ground where Kamishiro Ai and Atobe were.

"Oh my, there are so many spectators all of a sudden." Atobe raised his right hand high, snapped his fingers, and said intoxicatedly: "Don't be intoxicated by my gorgeous ball skills."

As expected of the community leader, no one else is as immature as him.

Watching Atobe's performance, Kamishiro Ai smiled.

People who like to show off like Atobe always deserve a beating.

"Show me your progress, Atobe."

Kamishiro Lan opened her tennis bag and took out an old, shabby racket.

"That racket!" The moment the racket was taken out, exclamations rang out.

"Are you kidding? Why does that racket only have two strings?" Kamio rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief.

"Can a racket with two strings really hit the ball back?" Ju Xing looked at Ju Jiping.

The latter looked solemn.

"For a racket, it is crucial to fully stretch the string bed. If one string is loose, the tension will be affected, greatly reducing the accuracy and success rate of the return, and even the risk of a broken racket. Theoretically, a tennis racket with only two strings will fix the return point at the intersection of the two strings. At the same time, the tennis racket's ball-catching power is also limited, so the requirements for the user are very high. No, to be precise, there should be no middle school students who can handle this kind of racket."

"The design of this racket is just for looks." Ju Xing couldn't help but say.

"Even Ishida wouldn't be able to withstand this kind of racket." Kamio said with some concern.

"Hey, what do you mean by this hyphen? Am I so weak?" Ishida Tetsu rolled up his sleeves.

"Uh, sorry sorry."

Compared to the bustle in the stands, Kamishiro Lan's side seemed relaxed and leisurely.

"Atobe, let's just play with a small score. If it's more, I'm afraid you'll cry." Kamishiro Lan said softly, holding the cross racket.

Although he had a smile as warm as the sun on his face, he said such arrogant and conceited words.

The Fudomine members looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Wow... so courageous!" Ishida Tetsu, who has always admired strength, has an innate desire to follow the strong, and immediately admired him.

The other members nodded subconsciously.

"It seems that although Kamishiro's appearance and temperament have changed, he is still very arrogant and confident in his bones. However, the opponent is the minister of Hyotei and is not so easy to deal with." said Tachibana Yoshihei.

"Deputy Minister...Do you think the Minister can win?" Ibu Shinji hesitated for a moment and changed his address.

"If it's Kamishiro, he will definitely not lose." Tachibana Yoshihei said confidently.

"That's right." Ju Xing nodded.

.......

"Kamiyo, I thought you had changed your personality, but now it seems that your bad character has not changed at all." Atobe's face did not look good.

It was obvious that Kamishiro Ai was not taking him seriously by holding such a racket, and this was something that Atobe's self-esteem could not tolerate.

"It seems that you are still living in the past, so let me personally crush your pride." Atobe took out a tennis racket and covered his face with his left hand. The gap in his eyes showed a sharp look: "A small score is not bad, at least you won't be exhausted. I can see through your weaknesses."

"You serve first." Kamishiro Lan threw the ball to Atobe, who did not refuse.

As Atobe hit the tennis ball hard, the atmosphere in the entire tennis court froze and the trivial sounds stopped abruptly.

Atobe stared at Kamishiro Lan and thought to himself, "You can't even catch my serve with a racket like this. You are too arrogant, Kamishiro Lan."

While Atobe was observing Kamishiro Ai, Kamishiro Ai was also observing Atobe.

Atobe Keigo.

The president of Hyotei Tennis Club, and one of the top ten most talented people in the entire anime.

He has a solid foundation and the ability to see through weaknesses.

He is a talented person who has great potential to go global.

"Atobe, I hope your ice doesn't melt too quickly." Kamishiro Lan bent his knees slightly, ready to fight back.

"The game begins." Ju Xing shouted loudly while sitting in the referee's seat.

"Bang." Tezuka threw the tennis ball into the air, straightened his legs, jumped up with force, and the center of gravity of his body pressed towards the tennis racket.

The pose was impeccably perfect.

The tennis ball left a yellow trail and shot towards the half of the court where Kamishiro Ai was.

"What a fast speed, is this the strength of a national-level player?" The Fudomine members outside the venue couldn't help but exclaimed.

They could barely see a fleeting shadow of the ball.