The next day, after rejecting his parents 'offer to send him off, Zhiguang sat on the Shinkansen to Makinoto without anyone accompanying him.
As time went by, Zhiguang closed his eyes and reached Kobe City's Hyoko Prefecture. He walked over to Mu Zhiteng. Under the leadership of the former minister, Phoenix of the Equal Institute, Mu Zhiteng achieved an unprecedented national championship twice in a row. Therefore, Mu Zhiteng's tennis club was very famous. Even the name of Mu Zhiteng's school was widely spread.
He went to the school's teaching office to report. Because he was a transfer student, he was led by the teacher to the first grade class one. When he stood on the podium, before he could introduce himself, there was a burst of cheers from below the stage.
"Wow, so handsome! There's finally a handsome guy in our class…"
"That's right! He's my Prince Charming!"
“……”
Zhiguang ignored the girls 'infatuated looks and screams, as well as the resentful looks of the boys in his class. He said seriously," My name is Zhiguang Jing, and my hobby is tennis. My goal is to lead Mu Zhiteng's tennis club to become the top three in the country. Please take care of me!"”
"Wow, so domineering! I'm going to faint…"
" He's so handsome playing tennis!..."
"I want to watch him play tennis in the future…"
However, the boys in the class didn't buy it, especially one boy who said," What a joke. You can lead Mu Zhiteng? You're too arrogant. I'm the future pillar of the tennis club!"”
Jing Zhiguang looked at the boy and saw that he had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a rough face.
The teacher didn't care about tennis at all. It was class time, so she asked Zhiguang to pick a seat and started the class.
During class, Jing Zhiguang could feel the deep gaze from behind him, but he didn't care. In the original novel, Makinoto had rapidly declined after entering high school with the main selection of the tennis club, such as the Phoenix Club of the Pingliyuan Academy. There didn't seem to be any good players. In the original novel, he was easily defeated by Fudong Peak. It would be very difficult to lead such a team to the National League! Zhiguang thought to himself.
"Ding, ding, ding!" The class ended. After the teacher left the classroom, Jing Zhiguang packed his things and carried his tennis bag to report to the tennis club.
"Stop right there!"
Zhiguang slowly turned his head around when he heard the voice behind him. It was the student with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had short hair and said in an arrogant tone," You were just talking nonsense. When we get to the tennis club, I'll teach you a lesson with my super tennis!"”
Zhiguang was rendered speechless. Gato Amowaki was the only player in the original novel who was worthy of being called a player. Even his super tennis ball was easily shaved bald by Fujikazu Fujikazu's Fujikazu. How could he be taught a lesson like that?!
She turned around and walked toward the tennis club." Damn it! How dare you ignore my existence? I must teach you a lesson!”Menwai Wu shouted.
"Wow, is Jing Zhi going to play tennis? I want to see it!"
"I'll go too…"
"Wait for me…"
“……”
Seeing that all the girls in the class had left, the remaining boys all had a deep hatred for Jing Zhiguang.
Zhiguang walked over to the tennis club after some questioning. Mu Zhiteng's tennis club was famous all over the country, so it was quite professional.
There were several tennis courts, and there were specialized running tracks and training grounds beside them. The area was quite large.
It seemed that the school was also very concerned about the tennis club. It was no wonder. After all, the second consecutive championship in the country was an unprecedented result. The school also hoped to achieve the legendary third consecutive championship and increase Mu Zhiteng's reputation.
However, what were the higher-ups of the school thinking? Rukawa Jiro, who was now the head of the tennis department of Makinoto, was indeed very worried. He had been promoted to the head of the tennis department at the beginning of this year.
Last year, the legendary minister and the other eight main candidates entered high school one by one. The current tennis club was no longer as strong as it used to be. He was quite clear that with the current lack of talent, if Mu Zhiteng was lucky, he could fight for a national qualification. If he was unlucky, he might be eliminated in the Kansai region.
Moreover, he had heard that there were a few tennis prodigies from the Four Treasures Temple in the Kansai region who had joined the school this year. There were also two very strong first-year students from Kyushu's Lion Music High School. Mu Zhiteng was the only one who had decent strength now. In addition, the first-year student who had joined the team yesterday was not bad. He had no other choice at all.
"I'm really worried…"
This year's National League was really not easy to play. This put even more pressure on him as the minister.
"Excuse me, where can I submit the application form for the tennis club?”
While Liuchuan was worrying about the tennis club, he heard a voice in his ear. Looking up, he saw a handsome young man with black hair and dark blue eyes standing beside him and asking him a question.
"Ah?" Liu Chuan reacted and immediately said," Leave it to me!”
"Hmm? Alright, I'll have to trouble you!" Even though he didn't know who this tall senior was, since he said so, Jing Zhiguang handed his application to him.
"Hmm? He had been playing tennis since he was young! That should have a certain standard, right?" Ryujirou thought as he looked at the application form.
"Ah! " Hello, Director…" At this moment, Goro Amowaki caught up to them. When he saw Director Amowaki standing beside Zhiguang, he stopped in his tracks and greeted him.
"Ah? It was Menwaki! You came at the right time to test Jing Zhi's strength!”
"I wonder if Jing Zhi will accept it? If you defeat Menwaki, you can directly join the main selection!”Rukawa Jiro asked.
The other third-year main candidates were not too happy. They already felt that it was not good to make an exception yesterday and let a first-year join. Now, they wanted a first-year to join. This was too reckless.
Therefore, they all said that this would not be a good influence. What should they do to the second-year and third-year students? They wanted to persuade the department head to change his mind.
Rukawa Jiro was also very helpless. He wanted to choose someone with talent and strength to join the team, but there were always people who opposed it.
He could not act arbitrarily like the previous minister, because his strength was not enough to completely suppress them. Just as Rukawa Jiro was in a dilemma, Zhiguang spoke.
"Isn't tennis supposed to be based on strength? Since when did the weak need to occupy the seats?!”
"What do you mean?"
"Brat, you are very arrogant!"
“……”
The third-year candidates were all stunned by what Jing Zhiguang said. They were also furious. What right did this first-year have to say that?
"It's very simple. If you don't agree to let me join the main team, then we'll use our strength to decide!”
"What do you mean?"
"That's right. I'll beat all of you by myself. If I win, I'll become the main candidate and you guys will leave the tennis club. If I lose, I'll never join the tennis club again! Do you dare to make this bet?" Jing Zhiguang said with disdain.
"Damn it, you little brat! How dare you humiliate us like this…"
"That's right, you're just a first year student, yet you dare to challenge us and even say that you want to defeat all of us?! You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
The third-year students were all furious, but the head of the tennis club, Rukawa Jiro, had a glint in his eyes. Anyone who dared to say such things must be either strong or out of their mind. He felt that there was nothing wrong with Zhiguang's brain.
On the other hand, Atsuri Amonwaki didn't think so. He thought that Zhiguang had gone crazy. How dare he say something like that? He wasn't afraid of death and even dared to challenge all the main candidates. It seemed that he hadn't gone crazy in the classroom, but now he had.
Jing Zhi did not care what they thought. He just looked at them and walked straight to a stadium." Don't waste time. I don't want to waste too much of my time on you!"”
The third-year students gritted their teeth." Damn it! Go, middle guard, kill him!"
"No, you have to teach him a lesson! Let him know how powerful we are!"
" I'll teach him a good lesson!" a strong man from the third grade said.”
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