The Infinite Journey Starts From the King of Nets

After defeating Shuizhiyuan Middle School in the second round, Qingxue also defeated Yulin Middle School in the third round without any suspense, and entered the final of the regional qualifier.

And the opponent of Qingxue in the final is also Qingxue's old opponent, Kakinoki Middle School.

...

"Sure enough, Hanyu-senpai still didn't play today?" Kamio Akira said in a low voice, looking at Aigaku's identical players from the previous rounds.

Although Fudo Peak has no way to participate in this year's regional qualifiers, Tachibana Yoshihei deliberately brought Kamio Akira and others to watch this year's regional qualifiers in order to prepare for next year's competition.

"After all, it's just the regional qualifiers. Such a weak opponent doesn't need Senior Hanyu to take action at all." Fukasa Ibu said with a blank expression.

"You're right..." Hanyu Takeha suddenly appeared, patted Akira Kamio on the shoulder and said. "If you Fudofeng can play this year, maybe I will still have the slightest interest in making a move?"

"Senior Hanyu..." Kamio Akira and the others were taken aback by the sudden appearance of Hanyu's bamboo leaves.

"Hanyu, why are you here?" Tachibana Yoshihei asked Hanyu Takeha.

"Well, today is our Seigaku's last match in the regional qualifiers? As the director of Seigaku, how can I be absent?" Hanyu Takeha said with a smile.

"How about it, Tachibana, what do you think about the regional qualifiers?"

"Except for Qingxue, the strength of the other teams is too weak!" Looking at the 3:0 score in the field, Tachibana said calmly.

From Tachibana Yoshihei's point of view, even Kakimoto Middle School, which is number one in the West District, is only mediocre in strength.

Although Iwu Shenji and the others are still only in the first grade, if Fudo Peak can participate in this year's regional qualifiers, then Fudo Peak can definitely win one of the two qualifying places in the regional qualifiers.

"Really?" Hanyu Takeha smiled. "However, Tachibana, besides strength, luck is also an important part?"

"If next year's regional qualifiers, your Fudo Peak meets our Qingxue ahead of schedule, I'm afraid that in the regional qualifiers, your Fudo Peak will come back home without feathers?"

After hearing Hanyu Takeha's words, Tachibana Yoshihei fell silent for an instant.

Just like Hanyu Takeha said, if Fudo Peak and Aigaku are indeed assigned to the same competition area in next year's regional qualifiers, then even if the strength of the other division's team is not as strong as Fudo Peak, Fudo Peak There is no way to participate in the Tokyo competition, after all, there are only two promotion places for the regional qualifiers.

To a certain extent, the regional qualifiers where Qingxue is located are much more cruel than those in the Du and Kanto competitions. After all, there are more than two places for promotion in the Du and Kanto competitions.

As for defeating Qinggaku in the regional qualifiers, Tachibana Yoshihei did not have such unrealistic ideas.

"The game is over! Tachibana, then I'll go first..." Hanyu Takeha bid farewell to Tachibana Yoshihei after hearing the whistle for the end of the game.

"Minister..." Looking at Hanyu Takeha's leaving back, Akira Kamio and the others felt a strong sense of crisis in their hearts.

If next year, I and others really match up with Qingxue ahead of schedule, then the dream of entering the national competition with Tachibana Jiping will come to an early end.

"Go back to training!" Tachibana said in a deep voice. "If our strength is strong enough, Qingxue should be worried."

Although Tachibana Yoshihei was indeed somewhat disturbed by Hanyu Takeha's words, how could Tachibana Yoshihei show timidity in front of Kamio Akira?

"Yes, Minister."

...

The second day after the end of the regional qualifiers, Qing Xue.

"Yuta, your performance in the regional qualifiers was really great!" Arai Masashi patted Fuji Yuta on the shoulder and praised. "According to this momentum, in the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, Yuta, you should have secured the No. 3 singles position!"

"However, Yuta, you can't be careless. After all, besides Tezuka-senpai and the others, the strength of Tsuchida-senpai and the others should not be underestimated..." Masashi Arai said while looking at the ceiling while wringing his fingers .

"Arai..." Fuji Yuta, who was a little annoyed by Masashi Arai's quarrel, said with a cold face.

"What's wrong, Yuta?"

"Have you finished training today?" Fuji Yuta showed a Fuji Shusuke-like smile towards Arai Masashi.

"That... I remembered, I haven't finished training today, so I won't bother you." Masashi Arai, who seemed to see Fuji Shusuke's shadow on Fuji Yuta, fled in an instant.

In the tennis club, Fuji Shusuke is definitely the most feared person in Arai's history.

"Yuta, is it really okay for you to scare Arai like this? He came here to congratulate you..." Kaoru Inoue looked at Fuji Yuta and said.

"I understand..." Fuji Yuta stood in front of the locker, his eyes became extremely sharp. "However, now is not the time to be happy. In the regional qualifiers, I lost several points!"

"Yuta, you still won the game in the end, didn't you?" Kaoru Inoue said helplessly.

"But brother and Tezuka-senpai, they didn't lose any points, I still want to become stronger, stronger..." When he said becoming stronger, Fuji Yuta's body seemed to be on fire .

"Inoue, then I'll go first!" Fuji Yuta said to Kaoru Inoue after changing his clothes.

"Well, good!" Kaoru Inoue who came back to his senses replied subconsciously.

"Yuta just now, so scary..." Kaoru Inoue read silently looking at Fuji Yuta's back.

...

At night, Fujiya.

"Okay, Yuta, let's stop here today!" Fuji Shusuke, who scored a smash, said to Fujiyuta.

Since Fuji Yuta became a member of the youth school team, the evening practice has become the daily training program of Fuji Shusuke and Fuji Yuta.

"Wait a minute, brother, can I trouble you to practice with me for a while?" Fujio Yuta said seriously.

"Yuta, didn't we agree to play one game every day? And you should be very tired now, right?"

"Brother, there are only two weeks until the opening of the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, and I don't want to give up my position!" Fuji Yuta said in a concentrated voice.

"Is he really a worry-free brother?" Looking at Fuji Yuta's firm gaze, Fuji Shusuke smiled. "In this case, let's fight for a while, but let's say it first, it's only for a while."

"If it's too late, sister Yumiko will be angry."

"Yes, brother." Fujiyuta shouted excitedly.

"Then I'll serve, Yuta."

Calvin, Cavin's ecstasy. Three hours, three cans of Coke, half a pack of cigarettes, I can barely write it ==

No, go to bed first.