After King Ren was reborn, he slowly recalled the knowledge of the first year of high school after two days of classes. The school courses and homework were very easy for him.
After returning home, she would quickly finish her homework, tease her younger brother, and then run out of the door in a sorry state under her mother's scolding. This was a scene that happened almost every day.
After arriving at the club, he trained and then went home. He showered, ate, and slept. He welcomed the next day with full spirit. This wasn't his daily routine for today, but a habit he had maintained since he was reborn. Even his beloved book, The Deceiver's Paradise, was sealed in his small wooden box, along with his prank props.
The next day, Prince Ren carried the tennis bag and stood outside the washroom, slowly adjusting his tie. After today, the trajectory of his previous life would be completely different. Perhaps the mark of Li Hai was too deeply imprinted in his bones, but a simple action made Prince Ren feel solemn.
"Yazhi, Prince Ren! You're going to be late and you're still not leaving? Could it be that he wanted to wait for the teacher to call home?”
"Yes, sir!"
Unfortunately, he was only handsome for three seconds. After being yelled at by his mother, King Ren staggered away.
After the class, everyone in the tennis club gathered on the tennis court. No one wanted to miss today's matches. However, due to the importance of today's competition, other than the men's tennis team, no one else was allowed to enter. Although the final results of the competition could not be hidden, it could still prevent people from prying into the strength of Lihai University this year and making corresponding arrangements.
In the tennis court of Lihai University's affiliated high school, the four seniors and the four national first-year students were facing each other. Everyone else was watching from the periphery of the court. There were also many others who were unwilling to give up and stood far away to watch.
"Use your strength to tell me. I can hand over the sea to you! My minister told me that this was what his predecessor said to him when he was in the first year of his country. Now, I'm also telling you, please use your strength to tell me that the Lihai University tennis club can be handed over to you!”
After Hiroki Mita finished speaking, the four of them bowed deeply.
"We won't let you down!”
Yukimura stopped smiling and looked at Prince Ren. The four first-year students also bowed deeply.
The battle for the inheritance test in the sea had begun!
At the same time, Frost Monarch, a young noble who had just returned from England, had already begun to lead his subordinates to aim for the championship. The Tezuka that Sanada could not forget had also shown his strength in Aoki. However, unlike Yukimura and the others, he received the jealousy of his seniors, while King Yukimura and the others received the trust of their seniors.
"Yukomura Seiki VS Hiroki Mita! Yukimura Seiichi serve game!"
The competition had officially begun!
"Bang!"
Yukimura jumped lightly. The moment the tennis ball and the racket came into contact, it turned into a light yellow shadow and flew to the opposite side.
"So fast, but it's far from enough.”
Outside the field, Shintaro Egawa whispered. Although the ball was already moving at a speed of over 90 km(h, which was fast for Kuniichi, it was still not enough for Mita.
"Bang!"
As expected, Mita had already arrived at the ball's landing point before the ball had even touched the ground. He returned the ball very easily.
"Bang!"
Yukimura scored a point with a simple lashing, but the sound of gasps could be heard outside the field.
"The speed of this ball…is already 100?”Jiang Chuan grabbed at the barbed wire to show his excitement.
"Senior!" "I'm sorry." Yukimura didn't wear his clothes at all times to show his respect to his seniors."Yesterday, someone told me that he would win beautifully. I don't want to fall behind, so…I'm sorry."”
"Haha, kid, take this position from me!”Mita wasn't angry. He was full of expectations for Yukura.
"Bang!"
"30 to 0! The server takes the lead!"
"1 versus 0!"
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3 to 1!"
"Something's not right. San-tada's reaction is a little abnormal!”
Outside the arena, Egawa Shintaro marveled at Yukimura's strength. At the same time, he noticed that there was something wrong with Mita's reaction. His strength and reaction speed did not seem to be at the same level as before. Judging from the intensity of this match, it should not be a problem caused by physical strength.
"Pfft ~ Looks like he was provoked.”
Seeing Yukura's pale face and the spiritual energy that he could feel from outside the arena, King Ren smiled unkindly. It seemed that Yukimura hadn't fully developed this trick yet. This situation was obviously a little out of control.
"What happened to me?"
Mita, who was on the field, also clearly felt that something was wrong. His body felt very heavy, as if he could no longer control the ball.
Eh? Why was there no sound when the ball landed? Why was it suddenly quiet?
San Tian felt his vision getting blurry, and it suddenly turned dark.
"4 to 1!"
"What's wrong with Mita?”Jiang Chuan and the other two looked at Mita anxiously. Even if they couldn't beat him, they wouldn't just stand there and do nothing. This wasn't Lihai University's style.
"Pfft! Didn't the seniors notice? Mita Senpai's eyes!"
King Ren turned around and reminded them.
"He…can't see?”
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