The Clark Tennis Club Appears

Meanwhile, on another path near the court, Shiraishi, with a bandage wrapped around his left hand and a tennis bag slung over his shoulder, was walking Shiraishi on his way to practice.

On the other side of the field, members of the four Japanese teams were also practicing.

"Viper! If I lose, you have to buy me a drink!"

"Stop dreaming, you won't get to drink it!"

At this moment, in an open-air sports field, Momoshiro and Kaitou were practicing together.

Shiraishi also arrived at the edge of a basketball court, but his expression changed the moment his gaze fell upon the court.

Players from various countries were lying on the ground in the stadium, as if they had been injured by someone.

Just as he was surprised by this, the stadium lights suddenly went out.

Not only the stadium lights, but even the streetlights along the roadside went dark.

"What happened? All the lights are off..."

"I have a bad feeling..."

Just then, the Hyotei team, who had just finished practicing in the training room, encountered this situation. While they were still wondering what was going on, strange noises came from the nearby court.

"Who are these people? Why are they suddenly attacking us?"

"They're up to no good. In that case, we should take them down first!"

Momoshiro and Kaitou, who were practicing happily, were interrupted by a group of uninvited guests.

Then came a series of hitting sounds, and many tennis balls flew towards the two players on the court.

On the other side, Shiraishi was also engaged in a struggle with the people hiding in the woods.

He kept twisting his body to dodge the tennis balls flying out of the woods; clearly, there was more than one opponent.

Meanwhile, the Hyotei members, who had just left the training room, were also dealing with an even larger group of people, including Ootori and Meido.

Just as Feng was gradually falling into a disadvantageous position due to the opponent's attacks, she was finally hit in the body.

Seeing the tennis balls flying towards the phoenix, Meido resolutely stood in front of him.

Several tennis balls struck bodies, and Meido, like the other players from various countries who had just been knocked down, collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, Atobe realized something was wrong and arrived with his men, successfully forcing back those hiding in the shadows.

The situation isn't good for Meido and Ootori, but it's the opposite for Momoshiro and Kaitou.

The two became more courageous under the onslaught of those people, and their previous struggles turned into a counterattack.

After defeating the people hiding in the shadows, it seems that their leader was unhappy.

He, who hadn't made a move until now, took out a ball that was different from a regular tennis ball.

When the tennis ball was hit, Kaitou was completely unprepared, and it went straight through his racket when it made contact with the racket.

The racket was broken, and the leader of those guys hit the ball again.

Seeing the critical situation, Momoshiro didn't care about anything else at the moment.

He ran to Kaitou's side and opened his arms wide.

Then came another thud, and the tennis ball struck Momoshiro directly on the head. The weight and force of the ball knocked Momoshiro unconscious.

Seeing that his second attack had been blocked, the person in the darkness became somewhat angry.

Then another ball was hit, and this time the tennis ball encountered no resistance and flew straight towards the still-fallen Kaitou.

"Luckily we made it in time, otherwise it would have been a disaster."

A voice came from the darkness, and then a figure darted out, instantly appearing beside Kaitou.

As the racket was swung, a burst of blue light appeared on the tennis ball the moment it made contact with the racket.

But it had no effect on Horio; Horio returned the ball that was flying towards Kaitou as if it were a normal ball.

The tennis ball returned along the same path, but instead of returning it, the person reached out to catch it.

"Hmph, you think you can catch it with your hands? You really underestimate me."

The figure appearing beside Kaitou spoke with disdain, while on the other side, the tennis ball had already been caught by that person.

But after receiving the ball, the man's expression changed drastically, and he appeared to be in great pain.

"Horio... you've finally arrived..."

"I'm so sorry, Senpai Kaitou, there was a little accident on my way here."

"You brat, you think you can let your guard down just because you scored one point!"

When Kaitou heard the familiar voice beside her, she knew that Horio had arrived.

Horio also felt somewhat apologetic, as he had arrived a little late.

At that moment, from the darkness on the other side, a voice suddenly appeared as Horio and Kaitou were talking.

Then came the sound of a ball being hit, and a tennis ball flew towards Horio.

Do you have to be so rude when others are chatting?

Horio swung his racket again, aiming at the person who had spoken.

Bang!

Although Horio racket in time, it still caused him considerable injury.

"You're even using Real Tennis balls now? You guys must be from that Clark Street Tennis Team."

Starting with that ball, Horio noticed the strange patterns on the tennis ball and its size, which was different from that of a regular tennis ball.

The abandoned Real Tennis had somehow appeared here; Horio knew perfectly well what their purpose was.

"You actually know about our Clark Tennis Club, so you must be no ordinary person."

But our purpose in coming here today is to defeat you, and we won't let you off just because you know our name."

"Stop, Keith! Your despicable methods are wrong."

As soon as the leader of the Clark Tennis Club finished speaking, another voice emerged from the darkness beside him.

"You traitor, how dare you show your face in front of me!"

Upon hearing this voice, the man called Keith's tone became noticeably colder.

"Damn it... you bastard, are you here to beg for mercy?"

The man who had just been defeated by Horio clearly recognized this uninvited guest, and despite his physical discomfort, he spoke provocatively.

The man who had just appeared didn't seem to think much of him either, and his tone showed no respect whatsoever.

"Get out of my way, Peter."

"What did you say!?"

Being retorted with such a dismissive tone, the man called Peter instantly lost his composure.

"So you want to be a champion of justice now? You'll regret it later."

"Hey, stop acting all high and mighty. I don't care what your conflicts are, but you injured my teammate today, and I need to settle this score with you first."

Keith was clearly more focused on the man who had just appeared, and had even forgotten about Horio was already in the arena.

Horio was also annoyed by Keith's arrogance and wanted to teach these people a lesson.

"Kid, you think you can talk to me like that just because you returned two serves? I'll make sure you never hold a racket again."

"This is truly the first time I've encountered people like you, not only using tennis balls to hurt others, but also using these banned tennis balls."

Hearing Keith's deep voice, Horio's expression also turned cold.