Chapter 45

The opening time of the Du Da Sai is getting closer day by day.

Under the leadership of Kimura Hiroya, Yiwu Shen Si, Shenwei Ming, and others challenged one street-side tennis court after another.

The continuous matches not only made their strength more refined, but also built up no small reputation in the surrounding area.

The street-side tennis courts near Budongfeng started to spread the urban legend of the black legion.

It is said that whenever there is a new master in the tennis court, people wearing black uniforms will arrive and invite you to a match.

At the same time, Jiecheng Wu also became the big devil in the eyes of all members of the Mixed Martial Arts Club.

Every club activity time, he would appear on the ring of the fighting hall on time.

At first, the regulars of the fighting club could suppress him with rich experience, but slowly even the captain Gang Shan Yi Zhi started to be no match for him.

Not to mention the other non-regular members; under that wild beast-like momentum suppression, they didn't even have the courage to make a move.

Later, it even required two regulars to go up at the same time to be able to deal with the big devil for a while.

Being beaten up on the ring by people from the Tennis Club made all the members of the Mixed Martial Arts Club feel incomparably humiliated, but they were helpless about this.

However, everything should be viewed from two sides; the arrival of the big devil also has its good side.

At least during this period, the training enthusiasm of the members has been greatly improved, and many people's fighting strength has also been unexpectedly enhanced.

Captain Gang Shan Yi Zhi discovered this unexpected joy.

Judging from their current strength, there is no need to worry about the upcoming off-campus competitions.

So after this, even if he was knocked down by the big devil's fist and couldn't get up, a bright smile always hung on his face.

Looking at Gang Shan Yi Zhi's rippling expression, Jiecheng Wu couldn't help but shiver.

"Is this the m-side hidden in the heart being activated?"

Unfortunately, this period of painful and happy days for the Mixed Martial Arts Club is about to end soon.

The day of the Du Da Sai is just around the corner, and Jiecheng Wu must return to the Tennis Club to take charge of the overall situation.

When he left, Gang Shan Yi Zhi was actually a bit reluctant; this feeling of strength evolving rapidly was really too addictive.

However, unlike the people in the Mixed Martial Arts Club, although Jiecheng Wu can see the improvement of wildness, it is still a little bit short of truly breaking the limit.

It is like a layer of window paper, which can be broken with a poke, but it is always there, invisible and untouchable.

For a time, both the wildness and the thunder-roaring ball paths encountered bottlenecks, making Jiecheng Wu incomparably headache-prone.

Perhaps it is still short of a match that can bring him pressure; only enough pressure can let him continue to evolve.

"Tezuka, can you do it now?

Or rather, do I need to go to Kanagawa Prefecture in advance..."

Three days later, the venue of the Du Da Sai.

One hundred and twenty-eight middle schools that stood out from various regions gathered here.

They will compete for the final four teams through five days of matches, obtaining the qualification to advance to the Kanto Tournament jointly held by the entire Kanto region.

And the semi-finals and finals of the Du Da Sai will be held one week after the four teams are determined.

There is also an additional match to select the remaining fifth promotion quota.

"So amazing!"

Neicun Jingjie walks on the road, his turning head never stopping.

Compared to the regional preliminaries with only twelve schools participating, the scale of the Du Da Sai expanded more than ten times, and the roads in the competition park were full of crowded people.

The number of players and cheerleaders from participating schools is astonishing, and there are quite a few ordinary audience members attracted by the competition.

Some reporters have also set up long guns and short cannons to take crazy photos of the arriving school teams, and Jiecheng Wu greets Jingshang Shou from afar.

According to the plan of Tennis Monthly, they should follow Budongfeng's matches throughout the process, striving to get first-hand information.

"Hum hum hum"

Budongfeng's black team uniforms are particularly eye-catching among the crowd of school teams; every time they pass by, it causes discussion among many people.

No other reason, last year in the tennis clubs of various schools, Budongfeng's topic degree was really too high.

Some coaches were investigated and dismissed by the school because of Budongfeng's affairs, among which the more famous one is Coach Zao Yi Nv of Chong Sheng Bi Jia Guo Zhong.

So many schools knew about Budongfeng because of this.

In the regional preliminaries, although there were schools with prejudice against Budongfeng, everyone was in the same region and relatively restrained.

But when it came to the Du Da Sai, with so many teams, mixed with fish and dragons, there would always be one or two guys with cheap mouths popping up.

Contemptuous eyes, offensive words, disdainful attitude—this made several first-years of Budongfeng very angry.

After all, they didn't experience the period of rumors like Heping Minchun, and couldn't automatically filter out trash talk yet.

"Guan Yue, the Budongfeng you said to pay special attention to is in the C area with us."

Getting the competition list, Chi Ze Ji Lang feels a bit puzzled: "Even if Budongfeng won Qingxue, it shouldn't make you pay so much attention."

"No, no, no...

Chi Ze, you seem to have misunderstood one thing; what I value has never been Budongfeng.

Moreover, rather than saying this is valuing, it's better to say I'm afraid."

Fingers fiddling with the slightly curly hair, Guan Yue carries a hint of evil charm.

"My friend attends Bing Di Xue Yuan, and from him, I have inquired about very extraordinary information..."

Once thinking of the news he heard at that time, Guan Yue couldn't maintain his calm expression, and even the action of fiddling with his hair stopped.

Seeing him in this state, Chi Ze really wants to know what kind of information could make the military advisor of Sheng Lu Dao Fu so concerned.

"However...

No matter how strong he is, he is just one person; the one who will make it to the Kanto Tournament must be our Sheng Lu Dao Fu Xueyuan!"

Guan Yue's eyes flicker, and a wisp of cold light flashes between Guan Yue's narrow eyes.

"Chi Ze, the following matches will be left to you, as for me...

I have other things that need to be prepared in advance."

"Rest assured, Guan Yue." Chi Ze Ji Lang nods affirmatively.

Whenever Guan Yue becomes like this, they will get very perfect information for the subsequent matches.

On the other side.

Budongfeng also takes their competition schedule and heads to the first-round match venue.

The opponent is Akutagawa San Middle School; the brownish-yellow team uniforms stand neatly in the players' bench, and the cheerleaders have also taken their seats in the audience.

They lost in the fourth round of the match last year and finally stopped at the top sixteen teams; if it weren't for bad luck meeting Bing Di, they might have had a chance to make it to the top eight.

So in this Tournament, all the players of Akutagawa San Middle School are exceptionally fighting-spirited; looking at the entering Fudomine, they rub their fists and wipe their palms one after another.

Unfortunately, at this moment, it is not just them who are anxious; in the Budongfeng team, there are also people who can't wait.

Every place they went along the way encountered different cold sarcasm; the anger value of several first-years overflowed very early, and they couldn't wait to start the match.

Both sides are so tacit, don't know if it is Akutagawa San's good luck or bad luck.

The referee's voice falls.

Yiwu Shen Si and the others rush out like hungry tigers.

Soon, beyond everyone's expectations.

Budongfeng Middle School won all five matches easily and advanced directly to the next round.

Three chapters tomorrow, making up for one yesterday.

Stayed up too late the night before last, thought about squinting and coding last night, but woke up late...

(End of this chapter)