Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament Final

Thank you for your guidance!

Thank you for your guidance!

On the court, Fudomine and Hyokui were performing the closing ceremony.👌🐲 ùЖ.paw 😳☯

Looking at Saeki Muneyoshi opposite him and Tachibana Kippei, who had defeated him earlier that day, Atobe's smile faded, "Muneyoshi, Tachibana, see you at the Kanto Tournament!"

"By then, I will definitely take my revenge!"

"Haha, Atobe, you'd better get even stronger in the Kanto Tournament, or you probably Fudomine's feet!"

Saeki Muneyoshi didn't offer many words of comfort; the outcome of a match on the court is often so ruthless and cruel.

Moreover, he knew Atobe's personality all too well.

Although Hyotei Academy's strength is considerable now, winning against them, Rikkai Dai, or Seigaku will not be easy.

Atobe was well aware of this, of course, but how could he admit it? When Muneyoshi pointed it out so bluntly, his face darkened.

"Hmph! I will definitely defeat you!"

Atobe up his mind that he would have to give the Tennis Club guys extra training when he got back.

"I won't give you another chance next time, Orange!"

Passing Muneyoshi, Atobe extended his right hand towards Tachibana Kippei, acknowledging Tachibana as his opponent.

"Atobe, next time I'll definitely win even more decisively!"

Tachibana Kippei shook hands with Atobe; this match was a great catalyst for him.

"You can only boast like this now. When you meet me again, it won't be like today. Then my superb skills will make you bow down in admiration. ☢🐠 🎉🏆"

Atobe chuckled softly, a few glints of cold light flashing within him, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye gleamed in the sunlight.

The team members were exchanging pleasantries, and the two coaches were also interacting.

"Coach Hanamura, congratulations! See you at the Kanto Tournament!"

Sakaki Tarou shook hands with Hanamura Aoi on the sidelines. He was somewhat prepared to Fudomine.

Especially since Atobe failed to win the first game, Hyotei Academy's chances of victory were practically nonexistent.

"Coach Sakaki, you flatter me. I have benefited greatly from every match against you," Hanamura Aoi said with a modest smile.

Watching Atobe lead the Hyotei Academy team away, Fudomine also packed up his things and left, returning to the school's Tennis Club shortly afterward.

"Shinji, you did a great job today. Let's get together again after this Metropolitan Tournament is over!"

Back in the Tennis Club, looking at his teammates gathered around him, Muneyoshi was still very happy even though it wasn't his turn to play.

"Tachibana An has just returned from the other side of the field. Our next opponent is Seigaku!"

"Seigaku?!!"

"Great, we finally met again!"

Kamio Akira and Ibu Shinji exchanged a glance, both seeing the burning desire in each other's eyes.

This is a school that has brought them several humiliating defeats, most recently in the regional preliminaries.

Even the expressions of Tachibana Kippei, Keith, and Lin Xiu changed slightly at this moment.

Especially Keith.

I recall that in the regional preliminaries, I was the first to appear as Singles 1 player, and I was completely suppressed by Seigaku Akutsu Jin.

It brought him a crushing defeat.

Such things are not so easily forgotten. 💙☹ ☯🐺,

Especially in today's match, Tachibana Kippei also demonstrated a transformation in his abilities.

This put even more pressure on Keith.

Their previous defeat was not long ago, and their memories are still very clear. Moreover, it was also during the Metropolitan Tournament last year that Seigaku defeated them in the finals.

It could be described as a conflict between old and new grudges.

Seeing the members' burning anger for revenge against Seigaku, Hanamura Aoi, who had been silent, relaxed her brows slightly and then picked up where Muneyoshi left off.

They began to reassure and analyze the situation.

"Hey, Muneyoshi, this time I'm going to get my revenge..."

"Hmm? I hope you don't lose again this time." Seeing Keith's intense fighting spirit, Muneyoshi didn't take it seriously.

Keith wasn't particularly surprised that Akutsu, a third-year student, had already played for several years and participated in international Akutsu, hadn't played a singles match against him.

After all, Keith and Lin Xiu are primarily focused on doubles.

While Hanamura Aoi was analyzing Seigaku's materials for everyone, Muneyoshi glanced at the expressions of the club members and nodded.

He saw no fear in their emotions, which was exactly what he hoped for.

Meanwhile, at the gathering place of the Seigaku members.

They already knew their next opponent: Fudomine.

"As expected, as soon as Saeki Muneyoshi returned, Fudomine went into full-on winning mode. Apart from Atobe's unexpected loss, there were not many surprises in the other matches."

"Just now, I mentioned that besides Tachibana Kippei, Atobe, and Ibu Shinji, we didn't get much useful information from the others."

The vice-captain of Seigaku Tennis Club, Oishi Shuichiro, sighed softly.

He was actually very eager to see Saeki Muneyoshi, Kamio Akira, and Ishida Tetsu make their moves.

"Oishi, cheer up, don't look so sad."

The optimistic Kikumaru shrugged and cheered himself up:

"Although we haven't seen Keith and Lin Xiu's limits, nor have we figured out Kamio Akira and Ishida Tetsu's true strength, we must still have confidence in ourselves."

"Kikumaru is really optimistic... Speaking of which, Echizen seems much quieter Echizen watching the match today!"

Gan pushed up his glasses, and a strange white light flashed on the lenses.

"That's right, our little one seems to have been a bit shaken up; he went Akutsu as soon as he got back."

Although Kikumaru spoke casually, after all they'd known for so long, they could sense a hint of worry in his words.

After all, Echizen Ryoma was restricted from playing in today's match against Yamabuki.

At this moment, a disheveled Echizen Ryoma walked into the changing room, seemingly having gained little advantage from his challenge against Akutsu once again.

Behind him followed a pretty young girl with braided hair, holding a spray for treating abrasions and a small first-aid kit in her hands...

"Huh..."

Upon seeing this, the group of onlookers, always eager for a good show, all spoke up. The sight terrified the girl, who handed her belongings to Echizen Ryoma and then turned and ran.

"Wow, little one, hurry and chase after Ryuzaki Sakura... mmm mmm..."

Before Kikumaru could finish speaking, Ryoma pressed a hand to his mouth.

Echizen puffed out his cheeks, glared at the group of snickering upperclassmen with his cat-like eyes, and sensing that something was wrong, he took off his uniform, slung his baseball bag over his shoulder, and headed out of the school.

"Echizen is only one year old... youth..."

After a long while, Momoshiro gazed at Echizen Ryoma, who was about to leave in the distance, and uttered a heartfelt sigh.

However, before he could finish his literary musing, he felt a series of pains in his lower abdomen.

"Uh..."

The contractions made Momoshiro clutch his abdomen with both hands, his back arched. When he looked up, he saw that it was Kaidō Kaoru walking leisurely past him.

"Idiot, stop lamenting, you're blocking my way."

Upon hearing this, Momoshiro's eyes blazed with fury. "You viper!!"

Do you want to fight?

"Come on, let's fight!"

"All of you, shut up!"

The kind-hearted Oishi stepped forward again to offer words of comfort.

Standing in the break room, Kikumaru watched the noisy group walk away and said with a grin, "Fuji, their relationship is really good."

"Yes."

Fuji squinted and chuckled softly.

Both Seigaku and Fudomine have a week to adjust, and no one is slacking off.

At this point, both sides have a very good understanding of each other. Even without Saeki Muneyoshi, Fudomine is still a formidable opponent that Seigaku needs to take seriously.

Moreover, Saeki Muneyoshi has now returned.

Saturday.

This year's Tokyo Metropolis tournament was undoubtedly very exciting, as the rule changes and the increase in participating schools meant that the Tokyo Metropolis tournament ended later than those in other regions.

The venue was filled with people speaking accents from other regions; they were all there to watch the Tokyo Metropolis Tournament finals.

The final battle between Seigaku and Fudomine Junior High.

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