Yukimura looked at Xianyu with an unknown expression on his face. Although he hated Tahara Maihime, he had to admit one thing, that is, Taharamaiko played tennis very well, and coupled with the violence factor in her, Xianyu
It is absolutely impossible to beat Tahara Maihime, and Xianyu will definitely be injured.
"No, you can't beat her." Gently pressing Xianyu's moving arm, Yukimura frowned and said. According to Tahara Maihime's tennis skills, apart from him, there is no one in the men's tennis department, including Sanada and Yanagi Renji.
To be able to beat Tahara Maiko, he still remembers that after Kirihara Akaya turned into a demon and liked to smash people's knees, it was all because of Tahara Maiko, because Tahara Maiko once beat Kirihara to the hospital.
"I know." Xianyu gently brushed Yukimura's hand away and replied to Yukimura in a very light tone. Although it was very disgusting to say this, Xianyu herself had to admit that it was difficult for her to press her physical strength.
Who can he beat, let alone the head of the female tennis department.
"Then you still...?" Xianyu's words made Yukimura puzzled. Since he knew that he would definitely lose, why would he be so stubborn?
"I hate her eyes." Xianyu said this softly next to Yukimura. She has always hated others looking down on her. If others provoke her to this extent, wouldn't she become a coward if she didn't fight?
"Is that just that?" Yukimura still couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Xianyu Gourd. If you don't like it, you can challenge others without knowing their abilities. This is not a tennis match. Even if you refuse, no one will scorn you.
"I don't want to be a coward. Even if I lose, I will lose with dignity." Even if she takes a step back, she may not lose. After all, the person in front of her is a girl and Higahito is a boy. Maybe Tahara Maihime
His physical strength is not much different from hers.
"She plays violent tennis." Yukimura's eyes lit up when he saw Xianyu, and finally patted her shoulder lovingly, "And her attacks are never serious. Once she goes too far, you should abstain.
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Xianyu nodded obediently, but she was extremely reluctant in her heart. There was no word "abstain" in her dictionary. No matter what, she would continue the game to the end.
"Can we start?" Tahara Maihime stood on the tennis court, her elbows supporting the tennis racket lying upside down on the ground, her face full of disdain.
"Let's start now." Xianyu took off the tennis racket from her shoulders, and her fingertips slid over the net string and made a "Gluglu" sound. This was the tennis racket Atobu lent her when she competed with Yue Ren last time.
Atobe never asked for it back, and she didn't have the nerve to return it. Fortunately, Atobe changed into a tennis racket. This tennis racket was probably given to her.
