"It's true, that old woman is obviously old, so I don't know how to be careful!" Ekimae Mitsuro, who was sitting in the Aoxue rest area, said with a resentful look on his face after digging his ears.

I should have been lying comfortably at home now, blowing the air conditioner, drinking beer, and watching the latest swimsuit photo album I bought, instead of watching these young boys’ competitions in such hot weather like now.

However, who made Ryuzaki Sumiya accidentally twist her waist last night, so Ekimaemi Nanjiro, the tennis consultant, could only take on the task of leading the team.

"Amazing, Senior Nanjiro, don't have such a deep expression of grudge. We will quickly get rid of Ice Emperor with a score of 3:0 in this game." Takea Hanyu said to Minjiro Ekimae.

"Bad bastard, I have to say crazy about the list of games you arranged!" Echimuni Jiro blew at his finger. "However, if you cannot win directly with a score of 3:0, then you will likely lose with a score of 3:2. If you lose this game, then you will have to give up the winner of the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, which is clearly within your reach. Wouldn't you feel a pity?"

"Compared with a champion of the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, what I want is the winning trophy in the national competition!" Hanyu Takeaha said lightly. "And we can't lose."

"Hahahaha, you little dear is really interesting!" Ekimae Nanjiro laughed and patted Hanyu Takeno Leaf.

"Hello, are you Mr. Jiro Ekimaemi?" Just as Jiro Ekimaemi and Takehaha were chatting, Mori Inoue had already arrived at the side of the court.

"Ah! I'm not, I'm not the handsome, talented Ekimaemi Jiro!" Ekimaemi Mitsuro said in a tight voice.

Takea Hanyu looked at Ekimaemi Miro speechlessly. Is it really good to have a middle-aged greasy uncle gilding on his face like this? And these words are obviously used to describe him!

"Mr. Ekimaemi Nanjiro, you must be Mr. Ekimaemi Nanjiro. I cannot admit my mistake. I am your loyal fan!" Inouemi Yuki said firmly.

"Tsk." Ekimaemi Nanjiro looked at Inoue Mori with his head raised. "Okay, I'm Ekimaemi Nanjiro, who are you?"

"Business card! Business card!" After hearing Ekimaemi Nanjiro's words, Inoue Mori hurriedly touched his pocket.

"Hello, Mr. Echimae, I am Inoue Mori, a reporter from Tennis Weekly." After finding his business card, Inoue Mori respectfully handed his business card to Echimae Minjiro.

"Well, then what's the matter with me?"

"If possible, can you give us a private interview?"

"I haven't played tennis for a long time, so there's nothing to interview." Echimuni Jiro said lightly. You don't think that the reason why Echimuni Jiro was willing to be a tennis consultant for Youxue was because he lacked money, right?

"Well." Inoue Mori said with regret.

"However, if it weren't for an interview, I wouldn't mind holding a symposium for my fans! If you want to chat, you can come to Qingxue to find me." Echimone Nanjiro said with a smile.

Echizen Nanjiro could be sure that the guy named Inoue Mori was really his fan. Since that was the case, there would be no problem for me to talk to him for a few words.

"Yes, Mr. Echizen!" Inoue Mori shouted with excitement.

After chatting with Ekimaemi Minamijiro for a few more words, Inoue Mori left reluctantly.

"I really didn't expect that Senior Nanjiro, you will have fans like this?" Hanyu Takeha sighed.

"Bastard, what's your expression?" Echizen Nanjiro hit Hanyu Takeha's head with a knife. "I was also a heartthrob when I was playing tennis, okay!"

"Yeah, yeah." Hanyu Takeaya replied perfunctorily.

"Damn it, you bastard!" Hanyu Takeha's perfunctory made Ekimae Nanjiro even more crazy. "What I said is true."

"Uh-huh."

"Doesn't you have a second sentence except um?"

"oh oh!"

"Ahhhhhh! You bastard!"

"Tezuka, do we really not stop Senior Minjiro and Hanyu?" Fuji Shusuke asked Tezuka Kuniki.

"Let Senior Nanjiro beat that bastard Hanyu to death!" Tezuka Kunikura said with a dark face.

"The iceberg has melted." Fuji Shusuke sighed quietly. "However, such a Tezuka is much more angry than when he always has a cold face."

...

"The final of the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference begins now! Fighting against Youth Academy from Ice Emperor Academy!"

"The first game, No. 2 doubles, Ice Emperor Academy, Ryoro Ryo, Takio Nosuke's fight against Takashi Kawamura, and Taki Sasaki."

"Catched!" After hearing the list of battles, Shizutaro's face still had a calm expression.

After capturing the doubles between Kawamura Takashi and Ken Satori, Ice Emperor Academy has the possibility of winning. Of course, if you want to win the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, you still need to go through several difficult questions.

First, you need to be thorny Yushi, and the Hirago people defeated Hideichiro Oishi and Shusuke Fuji. Then, how can you avoid Hanoi Take Leaf to make the Etsukizuki fight against the Etsukizuki Shusuke, and the Etsukizuki and the Etsukizuki and the Etsukizuki must win their respective battles.

"As sure as the coach speculated, we were facing that monster!" Ryoko Koto took a deep breath.

"Yes, if I can, I really don't want to face that monster!" Takigi Nobusuke said with a serious look on his face.

"But no matter what, even that monster can't easily get a point from our own hands! After losing to Qingxue, we crawled out of hell-like training!"

...

"Sana, Yanagi, pay attention, that player named Takashi Kawamura is on the court!" Yukimura Seishi said lightly as he looked at Takashi Kawamura in the court.

"Yeah!" Sanada's sharp gaze stared at Kawamura Takashi in the field. Sanada's independent gaze also wanted to see what kind of skills can be called by Yukimura Seishi who is worthy of attention.

"Yeah!" Liu Lian Er also responded, but Liu Lian Er's eyes were more focused on Qian Zhenzhi's body.

"Let me see your current strength! Ah Qian!"

In the rest area, Hayasuo Takenoha also noticed two old friends, Yukimura Seishi and Sanada Yeichiro, so Hayasuo Takenoha was about to give them some surprises.

"Aron, use his right hand to directly defeat them!" Yuzuo Zhuye said lightly.
Chapter completed!