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Tezuka Kunimitsu: "Will going to Germany narrow the gap between you and me a little bit?" Fuji Shusuke: "Echizen, do you have an opponent you would rather die than lose?" Akutsujin (with a complicated expression): "I have nothing to say about him." Atobe Keigo: "Is this my pride? It's like the incompetent barking of a defeated dog..." Yukimura Seiichi: "Is that extreme fear finally going to be experienced again? It gives me a trembling expectation." Genichiro Sanada: "I will bet my life on this duel." Echizen Ryoma: "Father, this is the first time I feel so helpless. Please help me..." The U17 coach of a certain country shouted in despair: "Is the ace I have spent ten years cultivating being destroyed by him like this?" Setsuna Hata smiled gently: "Relax, we just need to enjoy tennis together." Signed, feel free to read.

In a small wooden house deep in the mountains, the closed door was suddenly pushed open. A beautiful young lady in ragged clothes stumbled out. Walking unsteadily, eyes filled with tears. "Is there anyone there!!! Someone come and save me!!!" After running a few steps, the young lady collapsed weakly on the ground, watching in horror as the shadow behind her slowly approached. Gu Lin smiled gently, dragged the young lady by one foot and walked towards the wooden house. "You are a saint from the Demon Cult, so be strong~~ Be good, give me two more injections, and your internal injuries will be healed..." The demon sect's saintly lady was clinging to the stone pavement, crying heart-breakingly, her face covered in tears as she shed tears. "I don't want any needles in my body!!!!" The helpless howling gradually disappeared in the cabin, leaving only ten deep finger prints on the stone road.