It was Seijuro Akaji who saved Atsushi with a quick shot.

His eyes were like arrows and he made a whizzing eye.

That knife-like gaze seemed to shoot the person who injured Ziyuan.

Behind him, in addition to Diguang, there were people from other schools.

Just now, Sato Shiha’s behavior was witnessed by everyone.

Therefore, they are all very uneven.

“It’s too much, how can you hurt your opponent like this!”

Takeshi Momojo had always been unaccustomed to this kind of thing, and clenched his fists.

“Scum!”

Kosakata Tomoka also pinched her waist with both hands and complained.

“That’s not how tennis is played!!”

Sato Ishiha was abused and questioned by everyone, and plucked his ears in disbelief.

Then he dusted his finger and said with great disdain.

“You little devils, do you still want to teach uncle how to play tennis, joke!”

Sato Ishiha’s team members also echoed the taunt.

“If you don’t have the ability, don’t nag, our boss is teaching that purple-haired kid how to play tennis!”

“It’s just, a little devil who doesn’t know how to be a villain!”

Ryota Huangse and Shintaro Midorima walk onto the court and lift Atsushi Shihara up.

Although the two people did not speak, their gloomy faces already showed the anger in their hearts.

“Ahhh~~ Why are you here, is Kochiji’s game over~~”

Atsushi asked lazily, seemingly unconcerned about his injuries at all.

Ryota Huangse clenched his fists and glared at Sato Ishiwa fiercely.

That guy actually dared to hurt Ziyuan, he wanted to rip off his skin!

Sato Ishiha yelled at Huangse and Midorima with an impatient look.

“Hey, you two little ghosts, who let you take that kid away, the game is not over yet!”

Ryota Huangse’s anger burst out.

“You guy, where the hell did you come from!!”

Saying that, he had already let go of Atsushi Shihara and wanted to punch Sato Shiha directly.

But before he could rush out, he was stopped by Akaji’s words.

“Stand down, Huangse.”

Seijuro Akaji wore a white coat, and his red eyes were full of irresistible coldness.

Huang Se Ryo swallowed too hard, but he didn’t want Ziyuan to speak.

“Ah~~ you let go of me first, the game is not over yet~~”

It looks like he’s going to get the game to the end.

Shibara’s character Akaji is understood, so he asked two people to go up and help him.

In fact, they were asked to drag Ziyuan out by force.

At this time, the coaches and staff were busy with the promotion of the conference, and they did not know what was happening here.

In the crowd, several high school students whispered.

“Those guys are from Kubo High School, why did they come here to play?”

“Don’t you know, Sato’s father worked here, so he made this his own territory.”

“Then again, the rumors of that guy Sato are very bad.”

When they said this, they looked at each other, and they all showed a little fear.

Keigo Jibe had finished watching the game and planned to leave.

After all, there is still a lot to do in the community.

But seeing the inexplicable addition of Kubo High School in this venue, I can’t help but be a little curious about the next direction.

Seeing that Atsushi Shihara was about to be dragged off the court by two people, Sato Ishiwa jumped directly over the net.

He grabbed Midorima Shintaro by the shoulder and drank coldly.

“Little ghost, are your ears deaf! Leave him for me, he’s mine!! ”

Seijuro Akaji walked into the court with steady steps.

His heterochromatic eyes radiated coldness, and he glanced at Sato Ishifea, who was grasping Midorima.

“If there’s no problem with your ears, remove your hands. They are my players. ”

Sato Shiha’s attention was diverted by Akaji, and he glanced at Akaji very arrogantly.

Then he raised his chin and asked in a very unfriendly tone.

“Why, it looks like you’re their boss?”

Sato Ishiwa let go of Midorima, pointed at Akaji with a racket, and snorted coldly.

“You go up, don’t be blind to Bibi below, and give orders to whom, huh?”

Tachibana Yoshihira looked down on this kind of person the most, and he stood up and spoke up.

“This is the venue of the Metropolitan Assembly, and making trouble here is to ruin the reputation of Kubo High School?”

Hearing this, Sato Ishiwa and his teammates laughed.

Fame? They never cared.

Because Kubo High School’s tennis club has a bad enough reputation.

Sato Ishiha walked towards Akaji with a bit of defiance.

“How about a little ghost, did you fight me, or the purple-haired one?”

Akaji looked coldly at the person standing in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked a touch of coldness.

“Fight me. Then I’ll let you lick the ground and crawl out of here. ”

Sato Shiyu snorted, his eyes full of disdain.

How to look, this kid in front of him also looks weak.

“There are many people who love to talk big this year, so let me teach you how to play tennis.”

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