Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

So, when the two of them played the match as agreed the next morning, almost the entire training camp was alarmed.Regardless of whether they are practicing on their own or in a competition, they all ran to watch.

As the ace players of the two major schools in Kanto, it is the first time for Sanada and Atobe to compete on a formal occasion, and they are both in the third grade. If they miss this opportunity, no one knows when they will be able to see the two of them officially compete again. .

The duel between these two masters will definitely be a wonderful battle. Almost everyone is holding their breath. From the beginning of testing each other, the two have shown their real housekeeping skills. It can be said that the audience outside the field is more The two people in the game were even more nervous.

From the beginning when Atobe led the score, to the waltz that Sanada cracked Atobe's fame stunt with one move, and then to Atobe's powerful new serve... Their heartbeats also rose and fell, and they thought it had finally started In the final match, who would have thought that the god coach who allowed them to play suddenly stopped.

The people outside the field were stunned for several seconds before realizing that this rare game was really cut in half at the most critical moment.

Many people slandered in their hearts that Coach God really lived up to his usual style, an elegant and indifferent devil.

In the end, Atobe and Sanada were elected as the official representative team of the youth trials in this half-time game without a win or loss.

As the instigator, Atobe thought with infinite regret: It's a pity that he didn't provoke Sanada more.

Seven official players plus one substitute have a total of eight places. Two places have been allocated in one game, and the competition for the rest is even more intense.

Although Sanada was selected for the representative team early, his life has not changed in any way.In addition to training as usual, I have to go to the gym alone to practice at night, go jogging, and then go back to the dormitory.

The place he chose to jog was the most remote playground in the training camp. Not to mention the night, even during the day, there were hardly any people there.

That's why Sanada was so surprised when he saw someone walking towards him.

"Amiya? Why are you here?" Sanada frowned slightly, looking at Yugongling standing quietly, he was keenly aware of a familiar dangerous aura.Because he knew Yu Gongling's true identity, even though Yu Gongling had always been peaceful and did nothing out of the ordinary, but appearing here at this moment must have another purpose.

"Sanada-kun, the duke wants to see you." Yu Gongling said in his characteristic flat voice without ups and downs: "But before that, you have to deal with those who are in the way."

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding air suddenly became viscous, and the invisible airflow seemed to form a circle of vortices, as if to swallow people alive.

Suddenly a majestic and viscous pressure hit Sanada, before he could feel the oppression brought by that force, a figure stood in front of him, and a dark sword flashed across. With the passing of the streamer, the sticky pressure disappeared without a trace.

Torimaru pushed the goggle frame on the bridge of his nose, smiling lazily but eyes sharp as a knife: "Ah, ah, ah, I have been doing nothing, I didn't expect to encounter such a difficult bone for the first time when it came in handy. I really don’t know whether to say I’m unlucky or not!”

Torimaru turned his head and smiled at Sanada, "Hey, Sanada-kun has not seen you for a long time! Oh, it should be said that you haven't seen me for a long time, but I pay attention to Sanada-kun every day!" blinked.

Sanada's eyes were deep, and all emotions were covered up, leaving only a peaceful indifference.

Yu Gongling's pale green eyes looked at Torimaru Lan: "You are not my opponent, so why seek your own death."

Torimaru is holding the broken blade in his hand, the smile on his face is still lazy, but his body is stretched into a straight line: "I have always advocated that those who know current affairs are heroes, but unfortunately..." Torimaru shook his head and sighed: "The boss is a big devil This rule is not valid under the circumstances." As soon as the words fell, the body turned into a black shadow like an arrow that left the string, and rushed towards Yu Gongling.

In an instant, the air rolled up in the air was like a howling wind, and the air centered on the two of them was like a substantive wave, wave after wave of silent squeezing and turbulence.

In the training dormitory, Atobe was wearing pajamas and leaning against the bedside to read a book, holding in his hand the snacks that the metal-type supernatural beasts prepared by Xianyuan Jingji stuffed into the mouth of the little monster who was leaning on him. It was rolled into his mouth, and he licked Atobe's palm by the way, in exchange for Atobe's disgusting kneading.

The little monster was taught by Ming Yangtiao|taught him to know how to be cute. He spread his limbs on the bed and let his hands move up and down, and made coquettish chirping noises from time to time.

Atobe reached out to scratch its belly, but the little monster suddenly turned over to avoid Atobe's fingers, let out a growl, and exposed its cold fangs.

Atobu's face changed, and the little monster turned into a black shadow and rushed out of the window.

Atobe dropped his books and followed in pajamas and chased him out.

Anyone who comes to the most remote playground behind the training camp at this time will definitely be shocked, because the playground that was still fine during the day has completely experienced an earthquake at this moment. All the branches and leaves of the trees were destroyed, leaving only bare trunks.

The broken blade penetrated deeply into the runway, leaving only the handle of the knife outside. Ran Torimaru clutched his chest, and the blood line from the corner of his mouth snaked down, leaving a shocking bright red.

Several of his ribs have been crushed by the compressed airflow, and even his internal organs have been severely injured, and every breath is accompanied by a piercing pain.

"I said, you are not my opponent."

Torimaru showed a wry smile: "I said it too! I'm not your opponent..."

Yu Gongling looked at Sanada with pale green eyes without any emotional fluctuations: "Follow me..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp roar.

A black shadow rushed towards Sanada quickly, and the palm-sized body was stretched the moment it landed, returning to its original shape.

The body of the nearly two-year-old little monster is nearly two meters long, with a pair of front claws as sharp as cold iron blades, sharp fangs revealing a gloomy cold light, and dark purple vertical pupils with the unique coldness and aura of beasts. Bloodlust.

Those eyes were fixed on Yu Gongling, but his body slowly approached Sanada to block him behind.

The moment Sanada saw the little monster clearly, his pupils constricted violently, and his heart beat as if it would burst in the next moment.

At this moment, he finally admitted his cowardice, and understood how long it took for that unrealistic expectation to grow in his heart before it burst out the moment he saw the little monster related to him and wiped out his heart. Mind and soul are all submerged.

The moment Amamiya Ryo saw the little monster, her indifferent eyes finally flashed a trace of hesitation. If Naruo Inaba really rushed over, I am afraid that today will not be smooth.

Torimaran's expression changed, but a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

For a while, no one spoke, and several people fell into a strange silence.

"Who can tell me..." Atobe stood outside the mess with his arms folded: "What's going on?"

Sanada's face changed slightly: "Atobe? Why are you here?"

Atobe snorted coldly: "I came out to look for pets." Then he glanced at the little monster: "It's already ugly, but it's even uglier when it becomes this alien monster."

Sanada's eyes became extremely sharp in an instant: "Why is the little monster with you?"

"Huh? Before I explain this matter, shouldn't it be Amamiya-san who explains the motivation for appearing here?"

Yu Gongling: "I'll take Sanada-kun to see the Duke."

Atobe: "..."

Torimaru pulled out the broken blade on the ground, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "But today... Yugong seems to be doomed to return without success." As soon as he finished speaking, Yugong Ling's figure was like a cloud of green smoke. After going out, he could faintly see two black shadows flashing out of the darkness to wrestle with him but quickly disappeared into the night.

Only the mess on the ground proves what happened just now.

"Are you alright?" Sanada asked in a low voice, looking at Ran Torimaru, whose face was as pale as paper.

A little smile appeared on the corner of Ran Torimaru's mouth: "I'm fine, just a work-related injury! I can apply for a paid vacation with the big devil. But..." Ran Torimaru's voice paused, and it was rare to put away that casual smile: "Sanada Jun, don't trust anyone casually, especially Jikong's...those people."

Sanada didn't ask who the "those people" he referred to were, and Torimaru didn't care, and disappeared into the night dangling with a broken blade.

Atobe stretched out his finger to caress the tear mole on the corner of his eye, and complained a little angrily in his voice: "Why do I feel that Naruo Inaba didn't tell me the truth at all! It seems that the matter is much more complicated than what he explained, Ah huh?"

The little monster let out a low whistle, and its body turned into the size of a palm and jumped onto Sanada's body. The little monster, who was always very proud of Sanada, rubbed against Sanada's palm for the first time, with an obvious attachment.

Sanada held the little monster with both hands, and Atobe couldn't help but look sideways at the tenderness revealed at that moment.

In his heart, Genichiro Sanada has always been an extremely restrained and self-demanding person.

Before, he once felt that even if the two of them developed a mutual affection, it would end with Naruo Inaba's departure.

Sanada is not the kind of person who indulges himself in the past and cannot get out of it.

Maybe he needs time to forget, but he will never let himself fall, his pride will not allow him to do so.

But nearly a year has passed. On the surface, Sanada may still be the one who learns sports well, has strict self-discipline and doesn’t need anyone to worry about him, but only those who really know him will know that it’s just his proud heart built to confuse others. His skin, this seemingly indestructible, excellent and powerful skin hides a painful soul that he doesn't want anyone to see.

He also once thought that Naruo Inaba had to leave Tachikai and return to Kyoku because of Kanin Kyoji's injury, but now Kanin Kyoji has returned to Kyoku, and he didn't show that he wanted to come back.

The real reason why Naruo Inaba left Lihai University cannot be explored.

Atobe couldn't help sighing, these two guys were just in a relationship, and they couldn't see through the tossing so that others would die with a bunch of brain cells.

Simply hateful.

Sanada held the little monster in his hands, and a very rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of self-mockery in the smile: "I never thought I would be so cowardly."

Atobe looked at Sanada, he opened his mouth and finally said, "He will definitely come back." After he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it.

"I know."

Atobe was taken aback for a moment before he realized what Sanada had said. He wanted to say that you knew why he would come back like this, but seeing Sanada's calm and self-deprecating gaze, he finally understood.

It was precisely because he knew that he would come back eventually that he was able to maintain his nonchalant appearance.

If you don't know, I'm afraid you can't even do it now.

It was also at this moment that he understood the real reason why Sanada said he was cowardly.

Even if you know it's only a temporary separation, you can't act as if nothing happened and don't think about it or go crazy.

He seems to remember that Naruo Inaba once said that none of you know that man Genichiro Sanada.

It's not that we don't understand Sanada, it's that we can't understand Sanada in front of you.

Emotions are such a thing!Sure enough, only the person involved knows it, and no matter how clearly the bystanders see it, it may not be the truth.

Atobe stroked the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "In this case, don't be half-dead anymore. If you want to pretend, you should pretend to be so that no one can see the clues. If the US team loses this time If so, my uncle will not spare you."

"You still worry about yourself, I won't lose."

"Give me back the little monster, my uncle is going back to sleep."

Sanada suddenly turned his head and locked his eyes sharply on Atobe: "Should you explain why the little monster is with you? Or why do you know so much about Naruto?"

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Atobe snorted coldly, "Let's talk about it after we win the game!"

The little monster became impatient after getting tired of Sanada for a while, and soon abandoned Sanada and jumped on Atobe's body in all kinds of coquettish and coquettish ways, so flattering that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Sanada looked at the little monster helplessly, pretending not to hear Atobe's triumphant hum.