[Comprehensive] There are always bosses who want to gain favorability

The spectators hardly dine in the gymnasium's cafeteria, only the contestants and their relatives and friends participating in the competition.

Being blocked by Echizen Ryoma at the gate, Lucao frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Fight...Senior." Ryoma uncomfortably added a title, calling someone younger than himself a senior, really awkward.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, Echizen was just joking." Oishi saw that and hurried over to hold Ryoma back, "There will be a competition later."

"It doesn't matter if you just play one game, and I may not be able to play in the game."

The list for singles number three has been announced. It is Qingchun Qianshi vs. Bobby Marks. There are only two games left, and there are three players left on the Japanese team, which means that one person will lose, and the list of matches will have to wait until before the game. will be announced.It can be seen that these three people will definitely feel the pressure, and the fastest and most effective way to release the pressure is a hearty game.

Dashi was persuaded, and compromised, "Then you have to pay attention to retaining your physical strength for at least one game."

Lucao reached out her hand to stop Miyuki who was about to speak, and said to Echizen and the somewhat familiar pothead, "Hey, hey, don't make decisions on your own, I didn't promise to fight him."

The proud Echizen bowed his head sincerely, "Senior, please."

"Since you want to release the pressure, go abuse a rookie. If you fight me, aren't you afraid that losing will affect your next performance?"

"If it's not for you, it won't work."

Lucao couldn't understand this divine logic.

Not far away, the American team, whose overall appearance is online, came to have a meal and happened to meet Atobe and the others. They disagreed with each other's playing aesthetics, and they hated each other. The wind is exactly the same.

Usually the one who speaks first at this time will definitely be slapped in the face, so after a blond foreigner who is about the same age as Echizen said to be the first to provoke, Lu Cao was triggered to activate the mentality of "the only one who can hurt him" and left Echizen to slap him in the face .

Both parties are young and energetic teenagers, and they will hate each other if they don't agree with each other.

Lucao raised her eyebrows, "Okay, single or group? Of course, I will pick the seven of you alone."

Now, several other members of the US team were also angry.

Five minutes later, a group of people moved onto the tennis court.

"What, what? You're playing for real?" Qianshi Qingchun, a third-year student at Yamabuki Junior High, suddenly became interested.

Dashi disagreed, "No matter what, it's too messy."

Buerban opened his ice-blue eyes and said seriously, "Look at it, don't underestimate Atobe's younger brother, he is not a simple person."

"This idiot!" Atobe touched the mole at the corner of his eye, trying to control his anger.

In short, most people are not optimistic about this one-to-seven match.

"I'm not targeting any of you, I really think that everyone present is rubbish." Lucao showed a standard villain-style sneer, and successfully collected a wave of hatred.

Echizen, who took the initiative to serve as the referee, blew the whistle to start the game, and a cheerful black nursery rhyme rang along with it. The American team who won the serve looked at each other, wondering if they should wait for someone to finish their phone call before starting to play.

Lucao took out his cell phone, it was Reborn calling, it was too late, and he had to suspect that Reborn was nearby.

Pressing the green call button, Lucao put the mobile phone to her ear with her left hand and glanced at the person holding the yellow ball on the American team standing there in a daze. She didn't take advantage of such a good opportunity. I really don't know what to say about them Stupid or honest.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me." Lu Cao stretched out her index finger while talking to the phone, and made a gesture of letting the horse come over.

They were so angry over there, they didn't pay attention to them at all!

Bobby Marks used his unique trick at the beginning, but Lucao looked at the ball, kept talking and took two steps back. The racket in his right hand was thrown vertically upwards, and after flying up, it spun five or six times in mid-air.

【Come to Bingsheng next Sunday to participate in family training. 】

"I won't participate, and I don't think those special trainings can improve my strength."

While speaking, Lucao turned her back a little on her toes, caught the falling racket from her back, and hit the ball back with her backhand.

Kebin took two big strides back to catch the ball, "Don't underestimate people!"

All the people watching showed subtle and complicated expressions. They pushed their glasses and said, "It's only natural that the other party is so angry. In this case, the saint will also be angry. Didn't Lucao sauce really do it on purpose?"

Atobe snorted, "Half and half."

Several people from Qingxue nearby were also discussing:

"So how confident is he in his own strength?"

"Everyone with the surname Jibu is narcissistic."

"Hey, the dot marking department is just around the corner."

"I didn't say anything just now."

Atobe: I heard it all.

Lucao didn't use any other tricks, just swung the racket roughly and forcefully, and the small tennis ball unstoppably hit the rackets of Kebin and Andrew Iglidev who were trying to catch it, and hit the ground hard.

Kebin squeezed his numb hands from the shock, and looked at the ball still spinning in the mud pit in disbelief.Once again, he looked at the young man who was so calm and breezy that his blood pressure skyrocketed. No matter how he looked at him, his thin arms didn't look like a strong player. Such a deceptive appearance was simply cheating.

Ryoma looked excited, and wished he could replace Kebin and the others to compete with Lu Cao.

And the other end of the phone is still going on, [Even if you can't improve your strength, you can still cultivate a tacit understanding among family members. 】

Lucao snorted nonchalantly, "Oh, you should tell Skylark and Liudao first."

This time it was Tom Griffith's turn to serve, but he was still beaten by his strength.

After mocking Reborn, Lucao hung up the phone, looked at the few people across the net who were out of breath, and showed a nasty smile, "How is it? Are you convinced?"

Kebin slammed on the ground in a circle, "Damn it!"

"Then go on."

Lucao, who won another round, suddenly froze in his movements, but recovered in an instant, letting the ball fly over his head.

Kebin gritted his teeth, "Why did you stop? Are you looking down on people!"

Lucao gathered her five fingers and almost crushed the racket. She tried her best to put on a calm look, and fixed the expression on her face on a half-smile, "I'm hungry, so I won't play anymore."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the court in a chic manner, returned the racket and walked to the grass department, "Brother, I'll go back first."

Atobe wanted to be angry but couldn't find an outlet for some reason, so he could only touch his tear mole and watch him leave.

The others looked at each other in blank dismay: So...really leaving?

In the car, the broken hair on Lucao's forehead was wet with fine sweat, Miyuki handed over a handkerchief, and asked with concern, "Second Young Master, are you alright?"

Lucao gritted her teeth, "...It's okay, it's hot to play, go home, I'm hungry."

Fortunately, the gymnasium is not far from Atobe Buckingham Palace. As soon as she got home, Lucao reported the names of several dishes and asked Miyuki to go to the kitchen to order dishes, while she hid in the room, lying on the bed and sinking her consciousness into the spiritual world.

Well, the big moth that the scars forgot the pain was jumping again, and Lucao combined with two Zanpaku swords to beat it out again.

Looking at the suppressed Da Moxu, Lucao was a little bit worried. It would be really troublesome for this Xu Xu not to have a long memory to keep showing his presence. I don't know if there is any solution once and for all.

Subconsciously thinking of Urahara Kisuke, Lu Cao hurriedly changed her clothes and was about to go out. Miyuki found out when she was changing shoes at the entrance, "Second young master, aren't you hungry? The food will be ready soon!"

"I'll be right back."

"Then I'll call the driver."

"……Fine."

Wearing sunglasses and a black suit, the driver, who looked like a gangster, drove the car smoothly to the entrance of the Urahara store.

"I'm going to buy something, uncle, you wait here, I'll be back soon."

The driver looked through the car window, confirmed that it was an ordinary grocery store, and watched his second young master get off the car with peace of mind.

Approaching the shop, only Xiao Yu was sitting in front of the counter reading a book, using the dim light to see that the person who came was water, and then pointed to the back of the house.

Lu Kuo didn't waste time, and went straight to the ridiculously large underground training ground, explaining to Urahara Kisuke who didn't know what he was busy with.

Kisuke Urahara thought for a while and then suggested, "Since this is the case, it's better to turn the power of Xu into one's own."

Lucao raised her right hand calmly, gathered spiritual power in her hand to form a white mask without facial features, "That's not an ordinary void, it's the embodiment of Bengyu's power, I don't know what Lan Ran did, it's completely Useless."

Urahara was secretly surprised that he had mastered the power of virtualization so quickly without a teacher.

"Well, Mr. Atobe will give me a few days, and I will prepare some things to see if I can take out the fragments of the collapsed jade."

Lucao really had no choice but to sigh, "Then I'll leave it to you."

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