Smack!

The dim street lamps had been turned on, and the warm yellow light shone on the gurgling yellow-green balls on the ground, casting a dark silhouette. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe cool breeze blew, bringing the sound of the waves of leaves colliding, cutting through the silence of the stadium at the moment.

And then...

Rumble~

A cacophony of chatter rang out, completely drowning out the sound of the waves of leaves colliding.

"Hit... Hit back! ”

"Just kidding."

"I didn't even see her movements."

"Oh my God, just kidding, is she that fast? In the blink of an eye, the person is in the backfield, and she is still not a person? ”

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Mieko Arai's eyes widened, and as soon as she let go of her hand, her pink racket fell to the ground with a clatter. Mai Sang Yu, who was next to her, opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she never said it, but her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Yumiko Yanagi still had a gentlemanly smile on her face, as if it had never changed, but only she knew that the blood in her body had begun to boil.

The Aihara twins looked at the figure of the K of spades in the venue in a daze, there was no laziness or cuteness, and there was a firm look and a persistent heart, and they could feel that this person might be able to lead them higher and farther.

Yuki Kitajima brushed her tea-white oblique bangs, and looked at Sakuraichi with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she followed Sakuraichi from beginning to end, and no matter what, this will never change.

“15－40。” Shouting out the score, Fujiwara Kuna's hands on the armrests tightened, and her orange eyes looked at Sakuraichi through the lenses, and she couldn't see her face clearly through the brim of her hat, but the enthusiasm caused by her had already begun to burn.

She could feel that the blood that had been condensed for many years had begun to flow, that there was a goal, that there was a direction, that there was... The temperature and heart became firm and persistent little by little.

Shinobu narrowed his eyelids, he didn't pay attention to the situation of a few girls, but carefully followed the game. The game of the strong is not seen all the time, and... His gaze fell on Sakuraichi's body.

He really wants to know, which school this child is studying in, maybe he can discuss with the principal, get this child to the Ice Emperor, with her strength, there is definitely the possibility of hitting the national championship, and when the time comes, plus their men's tennis, it is not impossible to win a double championship.

"Edogawa-san's rhythm is very good," Akira Kamio touched his jaw, his big eyes reflecting Sakuraichi who served on the court, "Well, go back and talk to Minister Tachibana and get her to our school, haha." ”

Hearing his words, the forbearance man unconsciously helped his glasses, it seems that there are really a lot of people who beat that little girl's idea, he has to hurry.

Coach Ryuzaki, who had just arrived, was still watching the game with great interest, but as soon as he heard Akira Kamio's words and saw the expression of the shinobi soldier, his face suddenly darkened, and his flying eyebrows locked on Sakuraichi in the field, and he gritted his teeth, this little girl, she definitely wants to get her to Qingxue, absolutely! Certain! It's imperative!

When she goes back, she will discuss with the old thing in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and first register the little girl's information on the record, and then she will see who will rob her!! No, go now.

Coach Ryuzaki, who gritted his teeth, turned around and left, at that speed, as if there was a ghost chasing behind him.

The two in the game were in no mood to pay attention to the movement in the outfield at all, and concentrated on the game. In the dim light, two slender silhouettes were stretched longer and longer, and lay crookedly on the ground.

"Ho~ho~" Risa Goto gasped, sweat on his face like raindrops, strands of sweat-soaked hair clinging to his cheeks, holding a racket in both hands, his blue-purple eyes looked at Sakuraichi through the lenses incredibly, his face was flushed after exercise, and his thin lips were closed one by one to help him breathe.

Smack~smack~

The yellow-green ball bounced back and forth between Sakuraichi's left hand and the ground, and then, Sakuraichi grabbed the ball, and said slowly in an indifferent voice, "That's it." ”

With that, he threw the ball, leaned back, and hit the ground with the racket, and then swung it violently. There was a strange sound, and the yellow-green ball spun and flew to the opposite court with a turbulent wind, and the sound of breaking the wind suddenly sounded, and the net was torn to the opposite court.

Goto Risa gritted her teeth, raised her soft and tired left hand, her pupils tightly locked the spinning ball, this ball's Sakuraichi's serving technique - spinning ladder, she didn't know if it was a trick, the only thing she knew was that this move was not simple.

Quickly calculating the angle, power, resistance, and likelihood of a return from the ball, Goto's pupils tightened, his hand loosened slightly, and the racket slipped a little, and then swung violently.

Boom!

Click!

Smack!

Grunt!

The sound of hitting the ball, the sound of the net line breaking, the sound of the racket hitting the ground, and the sound of the ball rolling on the ground all sound at the same time. Under the glasses, her blue-purple pupils couldn't help but widen, and a cool breeze blew in, lifting her green-black hair and fluttering gently.

Quiet!

Quieter than ever!

"Game, won, by, Edogawa, 6-0." shouted out the score, Fujiwara Kuna stepped off the high chair, looked at the contrasting two people on the field, and clenched his hands again.

In the stadium of nearly 400 people, no one made a sound. Then, two clappings rang out, followed by waves of applause and admiration.

The ninja foot warrior also encouraged his hands, and he never skimped on appreciating the applause of the powerful and powerful. And... Looking at his watch, Shinobu couldn't help but let out a light sigh of awe, five minutes, only five minutes to end this wonderful game, Edogawa Sakuraichi's strength, how strong is it?

Boom!

Risa Goto fell to the court, her right hand slowly raised to cover her eyes, and her chest fell together to prove that she was still breathing heavily. Sweat ran down her face, and the yellow-green balls rolled as they came to her elbow and stopped rolling.

Compared with Goto Risa's embarrassment, Sakuraichi is still like that, her face is not red or panting, and even her steps are so unique. Under the dim street lamp, the white is so conspicuous, especially the dazzling King of Spades logo on it, which exudes dazzling brilliance like the crown of an emperor.

"I said," Walking to Goto Risa's side, Sakuraichi looked down at her condescendingly, Fujiwara Kuna and a few people saw this, and also walked over slowly, and soon, several people gathered around Sakuraichi, only to hear Sakurachi say indifferently and confidently: "Are you interested in standing at the top with me?" ”

Yumiko Yagyu, Kuna Fujiwara, and Yuki Kitajima were stunned, and their soft eyes fell on Sakuraichi's body, lying on the ground, Risa Goto's mouth raised a light smile like a cherry blossom, and said in a faint nasal voice: "Uh-huh~"

"Standing at the top?" Shoko Aihara blinked her burgundy eyes and looked at Sakuraichi suspiciously.

"Ahhh," Sakuraichi raised a wicked and confident smile at the corner of his mouth, "Standing at the pinnacle of tennis, it is up to us to create the future of women's tennis, and we will lead the times, my name - Edogawa Sakuraichi," he said, raising his left hand, pointing his index finger to the sky, and said arrogantly, "It's the pinnacle." ”

The momentum of the king spread from Sakuraichi's body, sharp and domineering, mixed with the arrogant and confident strong momentum of the eight girls, deriving an unstoppable domineering.

My name, Sakuraichi Edogawa, is the pinnacle.

This sentence is deeply engraved into their souls, like an imprint, which cannot be washed away or forgotten.

There seemed to be something burning in the blood, as if it was going to burn them all in the next second; There seems to be something clamouring in my heart, as if I am unwilling to live a dull life now; There seems to be something roaring in his bones, excitedly wanting to perform a different life.

On this day, the division of the king of women's tennis began to take shape: (in order of strength: weak → strong)

Aihara Rina (younger sister) is 12 years old and enrolled in the first year of Fudomine's Group D, and transferred to the academy in the second semester.

Aihara Shoko (older sister) is 12 years old and enrolled in the first year of Fudomine's Group D, and transferred to Qingxue in the second semester.

SanwaMai (SanwaMai) is 12 years old, studying in Group C of Hexagon Middle School for one year, and transferred to Qingxue in the second semester.

Arai Mieko (Arai Mieko) is 12 years old and studied in the first year of the Josei Shonan Group B, and transferred to Qingxue in the second semester.

Kitajima Yuki, a 12-year-old student, enrolled in Group C of St. Rudolph for one year and transferred to Aogaku in the second semester.

Yumiko Yanagi (Ryuki Yumiko) is 12 years old, enrolled in Group A of Tatsukai University in the first year, and transferred to Qingxue in the second semester.

GotohRisa is 12 years old and enrolled in Group A at Yamabuki Middle School for one year, before transferring to Aogaku in the second semester.

Fujiwara Hina, a 12-year-old student in Group D at Tachikai University, has dropped out of school and transferred to Qingdao in her second semester.

Edokawa Sakuchi, 10 years old, did not attend any elementary school, and two years later enrolled in the first year of youth school Group A.

Japan has a three-semester system, with the spring semester from April 2nd ~ July 20th being the first semester, September 30th ~ December 23rd being the autumn semester, and January 10th ~ March 5th being the winter semester.