The next day, Yuan, who had just returned from his morning exercise, read some books and went to the tennis garden with Old Ban.
On the subway, teenagers holding rackets could be seen almost everywhere. Three or four of them gathered together, and from time to time, they would say a few wrong tennis words. However, the people around him believed it and looked at him with worship.
Yuan pulled on the armrest, the corners of his mouth twitching. With his hearing, he naturally heard the other party's words clearly. "Hey, Grandpa, is this tennis match really that famous?”
"Shunyi, do you know about Riben's tennis history?”Companion field but answer is not the question, but pointed out something else.
" Yes, lawn tennis in England was introduced to Riben at the end of the 19th century." The source told him what he knew.
Although tennis had been introduced to Riben for more than a century, it had not developed because of the war. After the defeat, the country was plagued by internal and external problems. The primary task was to develop the economy. Other than those wealthy families, who else had the leisure to play tennis?
It was not until more than ten years ago that Echiguro Minamijiro crushed his opponent with an absolute victory, shocking the entire tennis world. It also made Riben tennis more important. Because tennis was the most important thing in the world, tennis was undoubtedly the number one favorite among ordinary people.
Therefore, with the government's financial support, Riben tennis slowly developed.
After listening to the source, a glimmer of light flashed in Ban Lao's eyes. "Although we are lagging behind the European and American powers, as long as the love for tennis is not extinguished, one day, Riben's tennis will make the world look askance!”
Genesis nodded inwardly. That's right, it was precisely because of Minamijiro, Coach Ryuzaki, Banlao, Old Hexagonal, and Coach Sanfune, who was in charge of youth tennis in Riben, that there were so many outstanding players in the National League.
It was this way of passing on the faith of tennis that really made Riben's tennis rise.
Thinking of this, he no longer looked at his peers with disgust. No matter what reason they had, whether it was showing off, reverence, or the novelty of new things, they were all people who really liked tennis and should not be laughed at.
? Origin closed his eyes and calmed his heart, slowly absorbing the comprehension.
Elder Ban smiled gratefully. This was the place he thought the most highly of Yuan. Because only those who truly put their heart into tennis could stand at the peak of countless strong corpses.
Half an hour later, the train arrived at the station.
Geno and Tomoshi followed the players who were heading to Kakizaka's tennis garden out of the north exit. After a while, they arrived at the registration site. Seeing that there was only ten minutes to report, Elder Ban smiled and said,""Go, Shunyi!"
Yuan nodded and pushed through the crowd, squeezing in bit by bit. A tall and thin middle-aged man stood guard at the reporting position. When he saw the source, his eyes lit up.
"Group."
"Below sixteen years old."
Yuan's answer caused the eyes of the person in front of him to light up. Such a steady young man was actually not even 16 years old. Moreover, his sharp sense of smell detected a different scent from the youth in front of him.
This was someone worth paying attention to!
"Name."
"Yuan Shunyi."
It was him!
The pen that the man was writing down trembled. He did not expect to meet the person instructed by his superiors so quickly. However, he had many years of experience, so he quickly calmed down. After a while, he handed the note to the source." No. 7, turn left and go to the second court.”
"Thank you!"
The source nodded, took the note and turned to the left side of the court, but his mind became active. The middle-aged man's emotions were obviously in a mess when he heard his name. It seemed that someone already knew about his participation.
As for who it was, the source had already guessed eighty to ninety percent.
Turning left to the second court, Yuan followed the route that the person said and found his location. After handing the note to the person in charge, he learned that he was in the fourth game.
There were about 15 or 16 people surrounding the field. This was a match for group C players under the age of 16. In other words, a player could only play four matches at most, and each match would take nearly three hours if it was calculated as forty-five minutes.
To the Originator, the most unacceptable thing was that it took too long. In the original novel, even Sasabe could enter the finals, so how high could his standard be? The reason why he agreed to accompany the old man was mainly because he wanted to meet the young warrior, Ryuuma Echizen, in advance.
This was a spur of the moment. It was purely the evil interest of the soul towards the main character of the original novel in his previous life.
Of course, it was also a good thing to make a name for himself. He wanted those people to know that he was back. It would allow him to enter that place to train before the Kanto region. It was a place that did not lose to the German national team's training base.
This was a tacit understanding between the two sides.
Time always passed in the blink of an eye. Not long after, it was Yuan's turn to compete. Looking at his arrogant opponent, Yuan could not be bothered to waste his breath on him. He threw the tennis ball in his right hand and the racket in his left hand slammed down.
Bang!
A dull sound exploded in the other party's ears. The originally arrogant young man had already turned into a wooden statue. He turned his head mechanically and looked at the tennis ball rolling on the ground with wooden eyes.
"This, this…"
The surrounding players were also shocked and broke out in cold sweat. They looked at the young man in the light black T-shirt as if they were facing a great enemy. Some people looked around and found that many people were panicking. Their hearts were filled with resentment.
"How could there be an expert of this level? Why would he participate in such an unrated competition?"
In the crowd, the eyes of a tall young man wearing a black hoodie, a hat, and a mask lit up. He praised in a low voice,"Not a bad serve. The spirit, energy, and spirit are all integrated into one. It's already taking shape."
Beside him, the middle-aged man who had reported to the source earlier also had a glint in his eyes. "It really is him, the super genius who showed off his skills in Germany."
In the middle of the match, the opponent forfeited. None of the people around him criticized or laughed at him. What a joke. If he continued with this kind of competition where there was no chance of winning, he would be asking for humiliation.
Everyone swallowed hard when they saw that the source was still fine after a few nightmare-level shots. Heavens, was there any meaning to such a competition?
In the following matches, almost all of Yuan's opponents forfeited, causing the eyelids of the other group to twitch.
Finally, the two semi-finals ended. At this moment, Genji saw his opponent, Sasabe, quietly withdraw from the arena. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he followed her out unhurriedly.
Sure enough, on the green field near the competition venue, Satoshi saw the Sasabu trio surrounding a young man in red sportswear. Beside him, a girl who was as pure as a lily looked at the young man with worry in her eyes.
" I finally see you, Ryuuma Echizen!" The corners of Genji's mouth curled up as he watched all of this from afar.”
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