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"6-1......"

No one expected that the match between Kitahara Akira and Muromachi Juji would end in such a way.

Kitahara Akira, who was initially seen as the challenger, ultimately won easily with a crushing victory.

Apart from Sengoku Kiyosumi.

Even the Yamabuki school team's regulars couldn't have defeated Muromachi by such a large margin ten times.

Kitahara Akira walked off the court.

Everyone looked at him with a different kind of gaze—surprise, unexpectedness, excitement... Even Morimura Ya was stunned and forgot to go up and say something.

Although he knew that Kitahara Akira's strength had improved dramatically, he thought that he was at most about the same level as Muromachi Juji.

In his opinion, no matter how good a first-year student is, the best they can do is reach the level of Muromachi Jūji.

Unexpectedly, Kitahara Akira beat Muromachi 6-1 ten times, and the one point he lost seemed to be deliberately thrown to test him.

Kitahara that guy...

That's absolutely outrageous.

With Kitahara Akira winning all five of his matches and taking first place in Group A, the remaining matches in Group A became meaningless, and the rest of the players lost their motivation and quickly ended their matches.

Akira Kitahara qualified for Group A.

Not long after, the matches in the other six groups also ended, and the first place in each group was selected based on the points.

Seeing this, Inoue Mamoru, who was standing outside the arena, also wisely said something to his companion.

"Coach Banta, I have been very impressed by the young people at your school. I have learned a lot from this trip to Yamabuki. I hope they will do well in the upcoming autumn rookie tournament. I will take my leave now."

The old man smiled and nodded, watching the two leave.

......

It took a whole day to determine the final seven.

"Now, those whose names I call, please step forward."

The old man sat on the bench with a smile, while Kentaro Minami, the reserve team leader, stood in front of the field with a calm demeanor and quickly organized the ranks.

"Kitahara Akira..."

"Kichima Kita..."

"Ogasa..."

......

"Uesugi..."

As Kentaro Minami's final shout faded, the seven first-year students stepped out of the line one by one.

All eyes were on Kitahara Akira, who was in first place.

No one expected this outcome.

Kitahara Akira, who had always performed poorly, actually defeated Muromachi Shichi.

I wonder if it was due to this amazing record.

When everyone looked at Kitahara Akira again, they found that he was not only handsome, but also exuded a confident and powerful aura between his brows.

And even now.

They then noticed the smooth and perfect muscle lines on Kitahara Akira's arms and calves exposed outside his team uniform.

"As expected of the one who defeated Muromachi..."

Seeing the muscular curves that contained explosive power, they sighed inwardly, while glancing at Muromachi Juji with a hint of regret in their eyes.

Does this mean Muromachi has missed out on the rookie tournament?

Even if he lost to Kitahara Akira, Muromachi Juji would still be the second strongest among them, which is a real shame.

At that moment, Kentaro Minami turned to look at the group and said...

"These seven will be the participants in this fall's rookie tournament."

"To ensure that the best lineup is fielded, if anyone feels they are better than them, they can choose to challenge one of them, but each person only has one chance to challenge."

After finishing speaking, Kentaro Minami pointed in the direction of the court and then stepped aside.

While the others in the queue were still hesitating, Muromachi Juji raised his hand and challenged the first-year student named Ogasawara.

Ogasawara felt a chill run down his spine.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, he still gritted his teeth and walked onto the field.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Game, ten times Muromachi, 6-0."

As if to prove himself, Muromachi Juji went all out, his relentless attacks completely overwhelming Ogasawara, rendering her half-hit attacks useless.

competition is over.

Muromachi joined the group of seven, while Ogasawara returned to the group.

Upon seeing this.

The remaining first-graders hesitated for a moment, then six more raised their hands.

They were both second in their respective groups, just one step away from qualifying for the competition. Now that the opportunity was right in front of them, they were naturally unwilling to give it up.

Besides Kitahara Akira, Muromachi Juji, and Kita Kazuma.

The others who had qualified felt a chill run down their spines and looked warily at the six people who had raised their hands. Although they didn't say anything, the atmosphere was tense and tense.

As time goes by.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the entire stadium, and the second match finally came to an end.

Including Ogasawara, two of the original seven members were replaced, and everyone looked tired.

But this time.

The final selection for Yamabuki Junior High School to represent the school in this fall rookie tournament has been finalized.

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The next day.

It was supposed to be a day of rest, but all seven people who were selected came to the tennis club.

When the queue was dismissed yesterday, Kentaro Minami told them to gather at this time, but he didn't specify what it was for.

"In order to be in better condition for the rookie competition, the team usually organizes a special training camp after the selection competition. Today should be the first day of the training camp."

Seeing that Kitahara Akira seemed unaware of the situation, Muromachi Juichi spoke up to explain.

"I see, thank you."

Kitahara Akira thanked him, and Muromachi Juji didn't say much. He put down his tennis bag and quietly started to stretch.

This child is quite hardworking.

Kitahara Akira smiled.

soon.

The old man with a full head of white hair and the school team's regulars walked in from outside the court.

The crowd stood in a neat row.

The old man's smile faded, replaced by a hint of seriousness. "There's not much time left until the Autumn Rookie Tournament, but our current strength is far from sufficient."

"Since the participating schools come from the entire Kanto region, except for Hyotei and Seigaku in Tokyo."

Rikkai University and Seijo Shonan University in Kanagawa Prefecture, Rokkaku University in Chiba Prefecture, and Midoriyama University in Saitama Prefecture—these schools will also be formidable opponents we need to face.

"Therefore, I have organized a intensive training session for you in the coming days. I hope you will take it seriously and gain something from it."

"And next up is the first item on this special training program—"

After Banlao finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and the seven Yamabuki regulars behind him stepped forward and came to the first-year students.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at the person in front of them, and a bold idea popped into their heads.

Could it be that...?

"Give it your all and defeat your opponents!"

The old man's voice rang out again, immediately confirming their thoughts: the first task of the special training was to engage in a head-on battle with the Yamabuki main team!

"Gurgle..."

Looking at the selected players in front of them, each with their own distinct aura and equally confident gaze, the first-year students felt as if they had suddenly become inferior.

"Nice to meet you!"

Muromachi Juji raised his head, his eyes burning with fervor. His opponent was none other than Minami Kentaro, the next head of the Yamabuki Department.

"Leave Kazuma to me!"

Shintobe Inakichi directly chose a spot in front of Kita Kazuma and gave him a smile.

Kitahara Akira gripped his racket, gazing at the crimson light before him, a smile playing on his lips: "My luck is truly amazing, Sengoku-senpai!"