"It's a serious thing to play against players from other schools without permission. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" God's tone was cold and majestic, but with a hint of helplessness, "I hope you still don't play this game, and I don't know when the first grade of Qingxue will be able to become your prey, even if he is the ace of Qingxue, he is far worse than you, right?" ”

God was helpless, as long as he didn't make any mistakes in principle, even if he was higher than Jibu's status, and if Jibu wanted to interfere in the affairs of the tennis team, he would sincerely beg him to agree, and he couldn't punish Jibu, so he had to make a suggestion. Although it is a suggestion, the weight of God's words is still very heavy, and the traces generally do not fail to listen.

"Originally, I wasn't too interested, just playing. But this guy seems to be hiding some tricks, and now his strength is already at the top level in the country, much stronger than the Tezuka we saw at the Tokyo Conference last time. Traced uncharacteristically rejected God's suggestion and pouted as Fujimine looked at him.

"What did you say?" Shen Shen, who was sitting behind his desk, stood up abruptly and shouted into the microphone, "Stop immediately, and now go back to school, now!" ”

Jibu's brows furrowed deeply, his character will not fight with others, and it is absolutely impossible for him to do anything to bargain. What's more, he also understands the human nature of God, and he is as serious as Tezuka, even if he gives a death order to his traces, he will never be disobeyed.

"I see." After a while, the trace department faintly spit out a few words from his mouth and hung up the phone. He turned around and threw his phone to Birch, walked towards the exit without looking back, and said, "All go back to school, this is the order." "The back left behind is a bit gloomy.

"...... Jibu" Shinobu watched his figure disappear at the exit of the street tennis court, before turning back and beckoning, "Let's go!" Take Jilang away. ”

"Cut, it's really boring." If he commits the following crimes, before he succeeds, he still has to listen to the seniors honestly. The two of them set up Akutagawa, and said in a low voice as they walked: "I actually faced the first-grade little ghost and retreated, and there is nothing great about the trace department, one day I will make a mistake and snatch the position of Ice Emperor's singles No. 1 from him." ”

"Keep your feet on the ground, Hiyoshi." This time it turned out to be the same brainless and unhappy Hakuto as Hiyoshi, after he entered the realm, he had an almost predictable intuition about whether he could catch the ball, he saw that Hiyoshi was still angry, pulled over to Mukai to hold Akutagawa for him, and then raised his hand to hit Fujimine's face with a ball, and at the same time moved his body, signaling Hiyoshiruo to come to his place to fight Fujimine's return ball.

"Just let me see." Hiyoshi is not convinced by the trace department, let alone the first-year Fujimine? He had long wanted to try Fuji Feng's catties, and watched the third-grade senior carry the pot, step into the position where the underworld was standing just now, holding the racket in his hand, waiting to see Fuji Feng's incoming ball.

"Let's go."

A barely audible voice rang out, and Hiyoshi, who was too nervous, didn't even hear it. But this kind of thing, the onlookers are clear, and the other members of the Ice Emperor can see it clearly. Hato shook his head slightly, sighed, and knocked Hiyoshi on the knee with his racket.

"What?" Hiyoshi looked at Hakuto dissatisfied, he was about to catch the ball, but he turned his attention away, what is this?

When Hakuto saw Hiyoshi's expression, he knew that he hadn't noticed it, and the racket that had stabbed him in the crook of the leg didn't lift, so he pointed to the bottom, and then turned to leave. All the members of the Ice Emperor also walked away together. Hiyoshi saw the actions of his teammates, one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, is this the attitude that the next offender who is about to take over the position of captain of the Ice Emperor should have?

Hiyoshi looked in the direction that Hato pointed just now, and after just one glance, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and cold sweat couldn't stop flowing down. There was a ball at his feet, and it had obviously been at his feet for a short time, and for such a long time, he didn't even notice it, letting the ball fly from flying to rolling down to the end, without the slightest movement, he was still waiting there stupidly to catch the ball!

"The ...... of Youth Learning Fujimine! Hiyoshi, who had lost his face, gritted his teeth fiercely, and had no face to continue staying, turned around and left the place, to chase the Ice Emperor's team.

"Fujifeng!" Xing screamed that this ran up from the backcourt, she had never seen Fuji Feng fall asleep and play, and she was very worried. And at this time, Fuji Feng, who had no opponent, also happened to be out of the state of subconscious control of the body, and his body fell softly, just hugged by the apricots who caught up. Fortunately, Fuji Feng's body in this life is just twelve years old, and he has not fully developed, and Xing plays tennis again, and his arm strength is not weak, otherwise he would have to take the two of them to the ground together.

At this time, Momojo and Echizen also walked up, Momojo glanced at the direction where the Ice Emperor left, and said softly: "Is this the Ice Emperor?" It seems that we are not here, and Qingxue can also handle it very well, so I can rest assured. "He still couldn't get out of the head-to-head defeat.

Echizen showed more concern for Fuji Feng, looking at Fuji Feng, he recalled that night he was playing with his father with chopsticks at home, and he couldn't see even a trace of tennis skills in the movements of the two of them, and couldn't help but be even more shocked in his heart, and said: "This guy's ability to play while asleep is becoming more and more mature, hmph, it's still far away." ”

"Don't worry about that for now, help me send Fuji Feng home!" Xing looked at herself holding Fujifeng, and the two of them fell to the ground together in a somewhat embarrassing posture, and beckoned the two to help.

Two days later, in the large classroom of the Kanto Tournament draw.

"I heard that Fujimine has competed?" Oishi looked worriedly at the trail not far away, and whispered to the hand mound.

"I don't know." Tezuka's tone didn't fluctuate in the slightest, although he didn't really want to expel Fujimine from the school team, but he did allow him not to train in the team. So what Fujimine did, he really didn't know anything, and Tezuka was not the kind of person who would pay attention to gossip.

"Hmph, two times like this, I want to see, how do you escape from the Kanto race?" The voice of Oishi was not loud, but the trace department keenly heard the conversation between the two captains of Qingxue. His brow twitched as he spoke, and it was clear that the outcome of both matches ended without results was hard for him to accept.

"Calm down, trace, the Kanto race is a team event." It's not that Shinobu is more calm than the trace, but it's none of his business, he hung it high, held down the hand of the trace, and said: "You still have Tezuka to deal with, and that little ghost who doesn't know the height of the sky or the thickness of the earth is better left to us." ”