Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 485 Asahina's Memory
Hearing Fuji's words, Tezuka frowned slightly, glanced at the fast-handed Gan beside him, and then retracted his gaze.

At this time, he doesn't want to express his views, especially views other than the game.

Regarding Fujiwara's strength, he really felt that it was worth investigating, after all, it was the trump card created by Sakuraichi with all his heart, so he couldn't help but underestimate it.

"Hello, Senior Shiraishi."

Caiqian suddenly reached out and poked Shiraishi next to him. After he looked over, he raised his jaw towards a certain position on the upper right, motioning him to look over.

Baishi followed his gaze, and when he saw the familiar figure, a clear expression came to his face, "Well, it really is here."

"Huh? Who's here?"

Xiao Jin turned around suspiciously, and saw a girl with short brown hair sitting quietly on the upper seat, wearing a baseball cap on her head, covering most of her face.

With still hair, slightly pursed lips, and purple eyes gazing lightly at the people in the court, the whole person exudes a serene aura of wanting nothing.

Xiao Jin's eyes lit up, "It's Shiraishi's younger sister! Hey! Yukari-san, uh"

Before he finished yelling, Xiao Chun on the side covered his mouth, "Shh, Xiao Jin, don't yell, since You Xiangli came alone, she definitely doesn't want to be seen."

"Why?"

"Hey," Shiraishi sighed helplessly, "That girl has such an awkward temper, she is very stubborn. But, she probably wanted to see Edogawa's skills, well, really, she obviously cared, but If you pretend to be indifferent, there is really nothing you can do with her."

The conversation between Baishi and the others did not fall into Baishi Youxiangli's ears. After all, there were twelve steps apart, and no matter how good the ears were, it was impossible to hear them, not to mention there were some noisy discussions around.

Looking at the two people who shook hands in the field, Shiraishi Yukali closed his eyelids lightly. Qingxue's main selection is indeed different from the previous ones. They are either shrewd, persistent, or insidious. Each main selection has a different style of play. , and their goal is extremely clear-championship!
Although Fujiwara's call hindered Goto, but it has to be said that this group of guys do have the capital to aspire to the throne.

However, the purpose of her coming here is not Qingxue, but,

——Edogawa!

The guy who was praised by Coach Watanabe, who was loyally followed by first-class players like Yagyu, and who even her brother praised.
She came here this time to see what qualifications this Edogawa has to impress these top players. If the name is not true, she thinks that she should really leave Japan and go to France.

After all, there were no Japanese players who were strong enough to make her care, except for the men's tennis players, let alone the weak women's tennis players.

"Since ancient times, the strong go up and the weak go down. This is an eternal truth." Shiraishi Yukali's eyelids were slightly heavy, staring at the stadium, and he heard the noisy voice of the audience, and murmured in a low voice, "If Fujiwara wins, You should come out too, Edogawa."

Sand~
The sound of footsteps was soft, Fujiwara withdrew his hand from Asahina, turned around and was about to walk to the bottom line. In this round, Hyotei served.

"Sanada," suddenly, a voice from behind made her stop, looked sideways, and stood on the other side of the net towards Hina, with blue bangs slightly brushing those pale yellow eyes, the reflected shadow made His eyes also looked much deeper, "We haven't played together for a long time."

Fujiwara did not respond, but listened to her silently.

(End of this chapter)