"Remember, the person who defeated you is called You Duanweitaro!"

Looking at the arrogant right end, Soji Hata felt inexplicably speechless. Where did this guy get his sense of superiority? Is it because he bet on the title of 'Leader of Court No. 2'?

By the way, what is the court number for Tanegashima Shuji?

Anyway, Hata Souji didn't think that the right end could be compared with Tanejima Shuji, because at this time he did not feel the unique sense of oppression from the right end, or in other words, the pressure from the right end did not make him feel a sense of existence.

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All in all, Hatada Souji doesn't think he will lose to the right end.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"Snapped!"

Just when Souji Hatada was holding the tennis ball and preparing to serve, he suddenly saw a helicopter passing over their heads, and then countless tennis balls were thrown from the sky. Indistinctly, he seemed to hear a loud noise.

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"That should be the entrance test for you junior high school students."

A somewhat sarcastic voice sounded from the right end. Soji Hata turned around and saw that the right end was looking at him with a look of arrogance and pity.

"But if you miss the test, you are destined not to stay, so cherish your last game here!"

Really!

Bantian Souji twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, why did this guy always seize the opportunity to laugh at himself?

"I'm here to stay!"

Listening to the affirmative tone of Bantian Souji, the right person smiled disdainfully, thinking that Bantian Souji was just being harsh. However, just when he was about to say a few sarcastic words, a bright light of lightning passed by him in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

"clatter!"

The tennis ball hit the wall behind the right end, making a crisp sound.

So fast!

On the right side, Wei Taro's pupils shrank suddenly. At this time, he felt the dangerous aura from Souji Matada for the first time. In other words, this was the first time he observed Souji Mata with normal eyes.

Souji Hatada looked calm, looked at the surprised Wei Taro on his right, and smiled faintly.

"I think my reputation as the so-called leader of Court No. 2 should be enough for me to stay in this training camp."

Hearing this, the right end grimaced in displeasure!

Although he admits that Hatada Souji may indeed have some strength, it does not mean that his level is poor.

"Don't be complacent, kid! You're a hundred years too early to win against me!"

"Then there's nothing we can do!"

Hatada Soji flicked his wrist and gently threw the tennis ball into the air.

A sharp edge flashed in his eyes.

"Then I'll show you how to win!"

"Bang!"

...

"Okay, now, everyone who didn't grab the tennis ball, please leave here! You have been eliminated!"

Saito's soft but unmistakable voice sounded.

"What!"

"How is this possible?"

"That's too hasty!"

Many players who did not win the tennis ball said that it was difficult to accept this result. They did not show their strength at all. If they were eliminated in such a ridiculous way, how could they accept it easily with their arrogance.

Strong complaints rang out, and finally, their eyes were set on the junior high school student who had caught a lot of tennis balls!

Especially when they saw the small mountain of tennis balls dragged on the racket in Toyama Kintaro's hand, they simply went crazy with envy.

"Really, where did the Souji go?"

At this time, Toyama Kintaro was dragging the tennis ball with one hand and putting the other hand above his eyebrows, constantly looking into the distance.

"Forget it, I'll give that guy one to Souji when the time comes, but he has to treat me to takoyaki for a week, hehe!"

Thinking of this, Toyama Kintaro laughed happily.

At this time, an angry and dissatisfied voice sounded.

"Red-haired brat! What are you doing with so many tennis balls by yourself! Call me out quickly!"

Red-haired kid?!

Kintaro Toyama was stunned, turned his head and looked at the high school students who were glaring at him angrily, and subconsciously pointed at himself with his finger.

"you said I?"

"Nonsense! Who else could you be talking about!"

"It's not just you! What are you middle school students doing picking up so many tennis balls? Hand them over quickly!"

"Think about it carefully, they are just a bunch of brats from junior high school! What qualifications do they have to participate in this training camp? They are just trying to make up for it!"

The high school students all spoke freely and arrogantly ordered Toyama Kintaro and others.

The junior high school students frowned one by one, angered by the unreasonable group of high school students in front of them!

Atobe Keigo said unceremoniously: "They are just a bunch of trash who can't even grab the ball! What right do you have to bark here!"

When the high school students saw that Keigo Abube dared to talk back! Everyone became even more angry.

"What did you say!"

At this time, Toyama Kintaro glared unceremoniously at the leading high school student, like an angry little beast, and said forcefully: "Is there a rule that one person can only grab one ball, so what if I don't give it to you!"

Other junior high school students also looked coldly at the group of unreasonable high school students in front of them.

"you!"

Seeing this group of "arrogant" and "unknowingly ignorant" junior high school students in front of them, the high school students laughed angrily!

"Okay! Then let's bet on tennis! Little devils, do you dare to compete with us!"

The junior high school students looked at each other and saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"OK!"

...

"Hey! Have you heard about it?"

Irie Kanata smiled lightly and looked at Oni Jujiro and Tokugawa Kazuya who were training in sparring in front of him.

"It seems like the new junior high school students and high school students are competing!"

The two people who were fully engaged in sparring training had no time to pay attention to Irie Kanata and continued their sparring training on their own.

Irie Kanata continued: "Would you like to go and have a look? If things get too big, it will be a bit troublesome. Besides, don't you want to see if there are any high-quality players this year? Maybe the person from back then is among them.

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Speaking of that person from the beginning, there was a hint of seriousness in Irie Kanata's words. He was the person who saw that game through to the end, and he was also the person who had witnessed the terror of Souji Hatada.

Hearing this, Oni Jujiro and Tokugawa Kazuya stopped moving at the same time.

Then, several tennis balls flew past Oni Jujiro in an instant, as if they were born out of thin air.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!”

The dense sound makes people's scalp numb.

Looking at the two people who stopped, Irie Kanta smiled faintly.

"Then, let's go!"

...

The three of them walked towards the stadium with the loudest noise, but when passing by a stadium, they couldn't help but stop.

"Oh, it looks like he's really here."

Irie Kanata said with a smile, while looking at the clothes on Matada Souji, he said meaningfully: "It seems that he has passed the test of hell!"

Oni Jujiro looked very mature. He narrowed his eyes and casually looked at the match between Souji Hata and Uitaro Utama, and said firmly: "The right side can't win this game!"

Tokugawa Kazuya did not speak, but quietly observed Hata Souji with cold eyes.

He was actually curious about what kind of gains the Souji Hata gained after crawling out of hell.
To be continued...