Atobe Kagemitsu stood at the entrance of the Qingxue tennis court and watched this ridiculous scene.

Yes, ridiculous!

In this world, the strong have always been respected!

There are actually weak people who use this excuse to vent their frustrations?

Yamato Yuda frowned and quickened his pace forward.

As soon as I raised my foot, I heard a senior boy named Wu Ju clench his fist and said angrily: "I don't care if you are the champion of the elementary school group. You, a first-year student, look down on us from the Qingxue group. I can't stand it anymore! In this case, if you think you can't use your left hand, then I will destroy it."

"Stop it!! Takei!"

Yamato Yudai ran over there and tried to stop it.

A tennis ball that brushed against his hair startled him!

Wu Jui, who was very angry,

The other hand had already raised the racket high and smashed it down.

"ah--"

"ah--"

Tezuka Kunimitsu and Takei screamed at the same time.

Kunimitsu Tezuka was caught off guard and was hit directly on the left elbow by his senior's racket.

The senior student also looked like he had no mercy at all.

So why is it called Wuju?

Everyone looked over, even the anxious Fuji and Oishi, and Tezuka Kunimitsu who was hit looked over.

“My hand!!”

Takei's racket fell to the ground, and a green tennis ball followed it, spinning powerfully on the spot. Only when it stopped did everyone see the words AH (the abbreviation of Atobe Hiromitsu) written on it.

It turned out that just now, when Takei was about to smash down from above, Atobe Kagemitsu took out a racket and a tennis ball from behind and sent out an incredible wave ball!

The ball actually flew out into the air, and when it was close to Takei, it suddenly turned and moved close to the ground in an arc, then suddenly turned again and rose vertically, hitting Takei's falling fingers directly!

When everyone looked over, the ball was still spinning and crushing on Wu Ju's fingers for a long time before it landed and continued to spin.

The whole audience was silent.

Even Kunimitsu Tezuka covered his elbow and looked in the direction where the tennis ball came from.

That direction is,

Is it... Minister Yamato?

No, several people on the field quickly denied the speculation.

It should be the young man behind him!

Yamato Yudai didn't have a racket at hand, and behind him was the direction he turned to look.

It was a young boy wearing a uniform from another school.

"What is that? Hyotei's uniform?"

A senior student recognized the identity of the visitor.

"Hyoei?"

"What is Hyotei doing here?"

"Isn't that the seed school for the Metropolitan Games?"

"......"Everyone was talking.

"Oh - my hand my hand!"

Wu Ju was still screaming and covering his bruised and painful fingers.

"Shut up!"

Yamato Yuu glared at him, and Takei instantly stopped wailing loudly.

"minister!"

"Minister Yamato!"

"Minister, you are finally back!"

“…..are you kidding me!”

Kunimitsu Tezuka held the racket that had fallen to the ground with his right hand.

Everyone's attention was also attracted.

He was seen glaring at the seniors in front of him, especially Senior Takei!

"How many years have you guys played tennis and yet you don't know the rules? Rackets are for hitting the ball, not for hurting people!"

Tezuka Kunimitsu roared unbearably: "I'd rather not join this kind of club!"

"That's right."

Atobe Kagemitsu nodded, and his inexplicable aura made the people around him move away.

He walked unhindered between the confronting Tezuka Kunimitsu, Takei, and Yamato, bent down to pick up the tennis ball on the ground, blew it gently, and wiped off the dust and sweat stains on it with his hands.

He frowned, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped the tennis ball, and then put it into the tennis bag with a little disgust.

Tsk, this is the name my brother wrote for me personally. The situation was urgent just now and I didn’t pay attention when I took it out.

The boy gave the "perpetrator" a cold look, which made the man shiver all over.

coward!

A bunch of incompetent and stupid guys who almost ruined the younger generation who could lead them to a higher level.

So do others.

Then, the boy ignored everyone else and walked straight towards Tezuka Kunimitsu, nodding at him.

What I was thinking was: This person is just as expressionless as me! Cold and ruthless! Awesome! Firm in belief!

Um,

I’ve decided, I want to get to know him!