"It's so weak that you can't even see it!"

Hata Souji's sarcastic voice was heard by everyone on the court, and the originally quiet stadium once again fell into an eerie calm.

It's been a long time since even the people on Court No. 1 have ridiculed Irie Kanade so openly and openly. What's more, Souji Hata fired a map cannon and was mocking the people on Court No. 3.

Kentaro Minami couldn't help but twitch his lips and looked at Souji Hata on the field with a majestic look.

"Well, why did the minister say it so...directly!"

Dongfang Masami glanced at the faces of the surrounding high school students with flickering eyes, and found that most of them, apart from frowning slightly and expressing dissatisfaction with Souji Hata's words, did not react too much. After all, Souji Hata just said that

One goal is still very intimidating.

As for the junior high school students who were still auditors, they were slightly surprised when they saw Souji Hata showing off his talents on the field.

However, there are also people who are very happy about this.

Ignoring the unhappy expressions of the high school students around him, Kirihara Akaya said cheerfully: "Well said! This Bantian Souji is quite domineering."

Yanagi Renji was silent on the side, feeling that Souji Hata would not be very happy if he knew that he was praised by Akaya Kirihara.

However, at this time, there are two groups of people on the field whose mentality is the most contrasting.

One wave is from the angry No. 3 court, and the other is from the inexplicably refreshing No. 2 court.

Everyone on Court No. 3 had angry looks on their faces, especially the one with a handful of golden hair on his head, like a cracked egg with hair growing out. He yelled angrily in a high-pitched voice: "Kid! Don't be too cool."

You're so arrogant! Irie! Hurry up and teach him a lesson!"

"Hey! People on Court No. 3 should stop shouting, it's too noisy."

The person on the No. 2 ball spoke calmly, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, gloated in his eyes, smiled in his voice, and had a superior attitude, all of which were stimulating the people on the No. 3 ball.

"What did you say!"

Many people in Court No. 3 stared angrily at the people in Court No. 2.

Looking at the self-righteous guys in front of him, he shouted angrily: "Do you really think you people on Court No. 2 are so great!"

"if not."

Several people in Court No. 2 glanced coldly at the people in Court No. 3.

"If you have the ability, come and defeat us! Go and ask your general to initiate a court shuffle!"

"Our court No. 2 is always waiting for you!"

Seeing the arrogant people in Court No. 2 in front of them, everyone in Court No. 3 was filled with rage.

"Just wait, wait until Irujiang defeats your new general, and see what you have to say."

The people on Court No. 2 paid no attention to the counterattack on Court No. 3, and they were defeated. Anyway, they had not recognized Souji Hata as their leader. After all, the person who lost to the leader of Court No. 3 was not worthy of being their leader.

This kind of counterattack is neither painful nor itchy.

...

On the field, Irie Kanata looked at Souji Hata with cold eyes. Seeing Souji Hata's arrogant and arrogant look, a flash of dissatisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.

He didn't even fully test his opponent's strength before he started making wild claims. His mentality still needs to be polished.

"Hmph! Don't be so self-righteous. Do you really think I can't defeat you?"

Mr. Bantian smiled faintly as he listened to Irie's somewhat lewd and stern shouts.

"Then please, senior, please come over here!"

With that said, Souji Hatada once again assumed his serving posture and reminded him in a 'kindly' way.

"Senior, I'm about to serve!"

Irie Kanta snorted coldly and did not answer his words.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

Another meteorite fell from the sky!

Kanata Irie faced the ball and roared again. He struggled to resist, but was finally knocked off the racket again.

"Bang!"

"30-0."

"Damn it!"

Hatada Souji chose to look on coldly at Irie Kanata's incompetent rage.

"Senior, let's play another ball!"

[Everything is moving in the sky]

"Bang!"

"40-0."

"Damn it! Why can't you hit it back! Why are you still a junior high school student! How can you hit such a powerful serve?"

Facing Irie Kanata with crazy eyes, questioning himself, and a cowardly desire to escape reality, Hatada Souji looked cold.

"Really, senior, it's a bit disappointing for you to do this."

"Stop talking nonsense! Do you think you can just look down on your seniors just because you have some strength?"

"Well, senior, you are really persistent, but forget it."

Hatada Souji shrugged his shoulders and said with some disappointment: "Whether it is the next goal or this game, I will win!"

Souji Hatada said, throwing the tennis ball into the air again!

[Everything is moving in the sky]

Watching Souji Hata play "Heavenly Movement" again, everyone on Court No. 3 gritted their teeth. They were really unwilling to let Souji Hata win this game so easily.

But at this time, they were still comforting themselves in their hearts. Even if Souji Hatada's serve was very strong, Irie Kanata still had hope of winning.

Court No. 2 was thinking the same thing, but what they were thinking was that although Souji Hatada’s serve was very strong, it didn’t mean that he was guaranteed to win. The leader of Court No. 2 lost to Court No. 3 or something like that. With such a leader, they

He won't admit it.

With everyone thinking, Soji Hata's racket hit the tennis ball hard again.

"boom!"

A huge meteorite fell from the sky again.

"Definitely win!"

Seeing this scene, Kirihara Akaya couldn't help but shout excitedly.

Atobe Keigo also had a relaxed smile on his face.

Now, that yellow curly hair should be out of business.

Atobe Keigo's eyes subconsciously turned to Irie Kanata, but he was surprised by Irie Kanata's expression at this time.

At this time, Irie Kanata changed his previous panic, cowardice, and anger, and became quite calm and calm. Especially his eyes hidden under the thin-framed round lenses were full of wisdom and confidence that could see everything.

In an instant, Atobe Keigo suddenly realized something.

Oops! That guy just now was totally acting!

He suddenly took a step forward and shouted: "Be careful! Bantian! That guy is acting!!!!!"

"Oh my god, have you been discovered? You are such an attentive audience. This is a big test for my acting skills."

Irie Kanata changed his previous irritability, his voice was gentle and calm, and he looked calm and unhurried, as if he had mastered the form of the competition.

Watching the flying ball with appreciative eyes.

"Really, no matter how many times I see it, I still find it magical and wonderful."

Irie Kanata smiled faintly, and under everyone's guessing eyes, he slowly raised his left hand and held the racket with his right hand at the same time.

"However, it's not like we can't fight back!"

"Bang!"

Under everyone's gaze, Irie Kanata's racket collided hard with the tennis ball again.

But compared to the previous struggles, reluctance and difficulties, this time Irie Kanata still showed an expression of difficulty, but...

"Whoosh!"

Called back!

Everyone looked at Irie Kanta in shock.

He actually called me back!

This guy was actually acting before!

Looking at Irie Kanata's effortless attitude and still having some room to spare, everyone understood that Irie Kanata's previous performance was definitely an act.
To be continued...