Chapter 170

Tokyo Metropolitan ARENA Tennis Hall.

An endless stream of people walked up the side stairs in an orderly manner, and the audience seats were packed.

Inside the venue, the organizer's representative in a suit and leather shoes tidied his clothes, straightened his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and used his fingers to comb his hair before coughing twice in front of the microphone standing on the ground.

"The XXth National Junior High School Tennis Championship National Competition..."

"Please have the teams from each school take the court!"

The man waved his hand, and the broadcast at the four corners of the hall immediately played passionate music; the seated audience sat up straight, poked their heads out, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Tokyo's Budongfeng representative team enters!"

Accompanied by the broadcast, Ju An walked out of the passage.

She held a white sign with both hands in front of her chest, paired with Budongfeng's blue school uniform and white short skirt; her youthful and beautiful appearance became a bright landscape in the venue.

Led by Yuuki Satoru, the Budongfeng crowd was full of energy, the momentum of the entire team gathered together, as if tempered by a thousand hammers, indestructible, especially Ju Juping and Ibu Shinji in the team, whose unusual temperament also attracted the attention of many people.

"I didn't expect Ju Juping to be our opponent in the first match; haha, this will be the beginning of his failure."

"Beep beep!"

【Go! Fight! Lion Music Middle School is the strongest!】

Behind him was the team leader Yuuki Satoru, in a black collar, with a well-proportioned and healthy body, and a gentle and calm expression; when the team passed the audience, the audience could clearly see his dark eyes, incomparably confident and sharp.

"The champion of the National Competition, Budongfeng has it in the bag!"

"You guys just seize the opportunity and show off while you can."

"Budongfeng must win! Budongfeng must win!"

Feeling the enthusiastic atmosphere in the hall, Yuuki Satoru couldn't help but feel a sense of heroism; he turned his head to take in the hot eyes of the Budongfeng crowd, his lips curling slightly.

On Court 6, a red banner with white characters was pulled open, and the school team flag of Lion Music Middle School danced in the wind.

This mighty momentum caused the surrounding audience to look sideways.

Off the court, in the Lion Music Middle School team that had not yet taken the court, Taiwan Daji pulled down the brim of his hat, a flash of disdain in his eyes.

Besides the contestants, Budongfeng's cheerleading squad was also in place, with strip-shaped colored stickers on their faces, holding slogan boards, cheering sticks, and air horns for cheering in their mouths.

The regulars of Lion Music who were preparing to compete were all relaxed, able to chat and laugh with each other before the match.

After all the teams entered the venue, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with a bald head smiled and held up a red banner, with gold threads woven inside and on the edges.

Just like that, the National Competition officially kicked off.

His right hand was raised to his eyes, his five fingers closed tightly, and a flash of determination in his eyes disappeared.

Everyone stared at this flag with hot eyes.

"Is this Budongfeng Middle School? I heard they got second place in the Guan Dong Competition; they really are amazing!"

Because this flag itself represented the champion of the National Competition team event, which was their only purpose for coming this time.

This unique spirit firmly attracted people's attention; for a time, many people actually turned their heads as Budongfeng moved.

Looking at Ju Juping not far away, a flash of complex emotion crossed Gao Cang Jingfu's face.

"Ju Juping and Qiansui Qianli should have become the two future pillars of Lion Music; what a pity..."

He quickly tidied up his inner emotions, and like the other members, he didn't think Lion Music had any possibility of losing, but he still clapped his hands before the match according to custom.

"Everyone pull yourselves together, give it your all later, don't slack off!"

On the high platform in the distance.

Bu Er led the Qingxue crowd to appear here; although they failed to make it into the National Competition, how could they miss such a gathering of heroes?

"The people from Lion Music really look full of confidence."

Staring at the crowd in white and green striped uniforms off the court, Gan Zhen Zhi raised his glasses with his fingers and said as if pointing at something.

"This is also a common thing."

Hearing what Gan meant, Bu Er said with his unique gentle smile, his eyes opening slightly, sweeping over the crowd of Lion Music Middle School.

In fact, the tennis strength of the two major regions, Kansai and Guan Dong, has always been uneven.

Before Li Hai Da won the National Competition champion last year, for a long time, the Kansai region always faintly suppressed Guan Dong.

Not to mention that Mu Zhi Teng Middle School won the national champion for two consecutive years, and the runner-up position had always been firmly occupied by Lion Music Middle School.

The Kansai region also had two strong schools, Si Tian Bao Si and Nagoya Xing De, both of which had the strength to compete for the national top four; besides that, Hei Chao Middle School and Liu Li Qiu also followed closely, which could be said to be a gathering of strong schools.

Therefore, the competition in the Kansai tournament was always particularly fierce.

And among the schools in the Guan Dong region, besides Li Hai Da, which could steadily make it into the national top four year after year.

Even Bing Di only managed to rush into the national top four under the leadership of that department head named Yue Zhi Yue Guang.

Therefore, in front of schools in the Guan Dong region, schools in the Kansai region always carried a faint sense of superiority.

It's just that...

Bu Er stood calmly in front of the railing, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Yuuki Satoru's position, his gaze carrying a trace of firmness.

Nothing in this world is unchanging, and the era has long been different.

"Next year, Qingxue will also stand there, climbing toward the peak."

Just when Bu Er was lost in thought, Gan Zhen Zhi on the side suddenly asked.

"By the way, Bu Er, has Tezuka contacted you? I think his injury should be almost healed by now."

Hearing Tezuka's name, Bu Er smiled slightly.

"Yes, very smoothly.

It's just that according to the doctor's advice, to prevent the recurrence of the injury, Tezuka has to complete the strengthening exercises of his hand muscles before he can return."

Then, Bu Er's gaze turned.

"Oh! Budongfeng's match is about to start."

On the court, the broadcast sounded.

"Now begins the first round match between Tokyo Budongfeng Middle School and Kyushu Lion Music Middle School!!"

As the referee's voice sounded, the surrounding audience also began to gather in this direction; after all, Li Hai Da and Si Tian Bao Si, the two schools, had both received byes from the beginning.

Budongfeng, as a new force in Guan Dong, faced the veteran strong school Lion Music from Kansai.

Before the match even started, it was already full of highlights.

"The first match, Singles No. 3! Budongfeng Middle School's Ibu Shinji against Lion Music Middle School's Taiwan Daji!"

Different from the previous Du Da Sai and Guan Dong Competition, the National Competition adopted special rules, with singles and doubles alternating.

"Please advise."

In front of the net, Ibu Shinji stretched out his right hand to greet the opponent according to the etiquette on the court.

Result.

Slap!

Taiwan Daji gave a cold smile and slapped Ibu Shinji's outstretched right hand with disdain.

"I won't shake hands with the weak."

There was a trace of contempt in the corner of his eyes; Budongfeng really had no one left, even putting a first-year kid into the match.

"You'd better think about how to lose to me without being so pathetic!"

Taiwan Daji tucked his racket, put his hand in his pocket, bent down slightly, and spat disdainfully toward Ibu Shinji; the provocation was evident.

Seeing this scene, Ibu Shinji slowly withdrew his right hand, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The toss for the serve ended.

"One set to decide the winner, Taiwan Daji's service game!!"

With the referee's order, the first match of the National Competition officially began.

"Crush that kid, go Taiwan!"

Off the court, the members of Lion Music Middle School raised their fists and shouted.

"Leave it to me!"

Taiwan Daji said confidently to the outside of the court, then his gaze retracted slightly, refocusing his attention on the match.

Although he looked very arrogant and ignored everyone, how many people who could make it to the National Competition were truly fools?

"Facing my provocation, this guy can actually remain calm; it seems this match will be much more interesting than imagined."

The eyes under the brim of his hat flashed lightly, Taiwan Daji thought to himself.

However...

His palm gripped the tennis ball tightly, the fuzzy surface denting inward under the pressure of his powerful fingers, accompanied by his knees bending slightly.

Swish!

A rotating tennis ball rose into mid-air.

Then.

Taiwan Daji's body swayed slightly, and a figure suddenly leaped up, his white and green vertical striped uniform rustling in the wind.

"Watch my bullet serve!"

With a low shout, Taiwan Daji's body stretched out, and the racket in his hand swung fiercely at the rotating tennis ball.

Boom!

An explosion like a bullet coming out of the chamber came, and the tennis ball broke through the air with a trace of strong energy, aiming at Ibu Shinji's right half-court.

"A very fast serve; the speed is not much slower than the serve of Bing Di's Feng student in the Guan Dong Competition."

Off the court, Kamio Akira's eyes lit up; the strength of Lion Music Middle School was not as unbearable as Vice Department Head Ju said.

Tap, tap!

Ibu Shinji's expression was calm, his right toe tapped on the ground, and his figure quickly moved toward the direction of the tennis ball.

Boom!

From bottom to top, he swung his racket forehand in a pull.

His brow furrowed slightly; at the moment the racket face made contact with the tennis ball, not only did a heavy force come from the racket, but a special spiral force was also interfering with his swing.

"Did you notice?"

Seeing Ibu Shinji's slightly stagnant movement, Taiwan Daji's lips curled into a confident smile.

His bullet serve was not just fast; the high-speed rotation like a bullet coming out of the chamber was the true secret of this move.