On the tennis court.
After the team members had gathered, Yukimura and Sanada stood in front of them. The latter raised his eyebrows and said,"At this point, the qualifiers have all come to an end. Liu Lianji, Hu Lang Sang Yuan, Qin Feng, Yagyu Bi Lushi…The eight of them would become the new main candidates for the tennis club.”
Pa, pa, pa!
Intense applause rang out around the stadium.
The audience outside the arena, including the investigators from other schools, were not stingy with their applause. Today's competition had opened their eyes.
Different from the students in Li Hai, these intelligence workers were already new faces. That third-year player named Qin Feng was deeply engraved in his heart.
In the new season that was about to begin, this person would definitely shine.
"Oh!"
Unlike the excitement of the other team members, Qiehara looked at Qin Feng and Liu Sheng, who were at the front of the team. He lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
"Dismissed."
After Shinata announced his dismissal, Qiehara did not choose to train. Instead, he turned around and walked towards the locker room, preparing to pack his things and go home.
"Why? Are you not satisfied with losing the game?”
At this moment, a faint laugh rang out from behind Qie Yuan. His body trembled instinctively. Then, he turned his head in embarrassment and smiled awkwardly."Thank you, thank you, village chief... You, what's the matter?"
"Of course."
Yukimura nodded and pointed to the stadium in the distance.""It's still early. How about fighting with me?”
"Ah?"
Qie Yuan was stunned.
After a long while, he came back to his senses. Seeing that Yukura didn't seem to be joking, Qie Yuan composed himself and agreed.
The two of them walked into the distance.
"Oh?"
Qin Feng, who was about to return to the locker room, raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yukimura and Qiehara?
The former was the minister of Tachikai. He was powerful and friendly. The difference between him and Sanada was that he was like a king and a tyrant. With his personality, there was a high chance that he would give Qie Yuan special treatment. After all, among the second-year team members, only Qie Yuan could carry the heavy responsibility.
"Follow him and take a look?"
Qin Feng thought about it and walked straight to the locker room.
Although Yukura treated people kindly, the strong had their own pride. If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to make their relationship awkward. Moreover, Qin Feng also had his own pride. He disdained to do such a thing as stealing a teacher.
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The tennis court.
As the team members dispersed and went home, it gradually became quiet.
Yukimura brought Qiehara to an inconspicuous stadium near a corner.
"Are you ready?"
Yukimura, who was standing at the bottom line, laughed.
"Yes."
Qie Yuan nodded seriously.
He had thought it through on the way here. The reason why Yukinomura gave him the opportunity to train alone was probably to nurture him. If it was before, Qie Yuan would definitely be proud of himself, thinking that he deserved it. But after his failure, he learned to cherish it.
This opportunity was hard to come by. If he grasped it, he would be able to accelerate his evolution.
"Just you wait, Senior Qin Feng, Senior Liu Sheng!"
Bang!
Suddenly, a tennis ball landed at his feet. It was as if the gunpowder inside the firecracker had been ignited. The inside of the firecracker expanded and emitted a crisp explosion sound.
"What's wrong?"
On the other side, Yukimura's indifferent voice sounded. Qieyuan raised his head in a panic, only to see Yukimura's cold eyes."Didn't you say that you're ready?”
"I-I'm not... No, I just "
Qie Yuan felt his scalp go numb from being stared at, and his words became even more incoherent.
"Chi Ye!"
"Cheer up," Yukura said in a deep voice. You can't win in this state!”
"Yes, sir!"
Qie Yuan stood up straight, his expression turning solemn.
"Remember."
There was no smile on Yukimura's face. His tone was low and although he didn't do it intentionally, it gave Qie Yuan an extremely oppressive feeling."The field is the battlefield. A match is a battle of life and death. A slight carelessness could cost you your life. Don't tell me your tennis skills don't even have this awareness?”
"Of course!"
Qie Yuan said with a flushed face.
He had an irritable personality, and after being provoked by Yukura, his fighting spirit immediately surged.
"Not bad."
Yukimura nodded, then threw the tennis ball in his hand and pressed the racket down.
Bang!
The tennis ball exploded at Qie Yuan's feet again.
"This…"
Qie Yuan was completely stunned.
The speed of the ball was completely beyond his expectations, and the landing point was accurately pressed by Yukimura at his feet. It was clearly a chase ball, but he couldn't even react.
"M-Minister."
Qie Yuan's voice trembled. He raised his head and revealed a bitter smile."You don't have to be so serious, do you?"
Only Sanada and Yanagi could deal with this kind of strength.
"Seriously?"
"I'm just using the strength of the Kanto region." Yukura shook his head.”
What?
Qie Yuan was shocked.
The Kanto level was a popular standard in the middle school tennis world to evaluate the level of tennis strength.
From bottom to top, they were the regional preliminaries, the capital competition, the Kanto competition, and the national competition. Generally speaking, as long as one could enter the competition, they would be considered to have the strength of that level.
However, in recent years, due to the emergence of Japanese junior high school tennis masters.
The difference between the strong and the weak was extremely obvious. They had all entered the National League, but the weaker schools couldn't even win a single round. Therefore, the standard of ranking was linked to battle results.
To be more precise, it was the number of wins a player had in the season. The more victories they had, the stronger they were. Similarly, those who relied on their teammates to enter the National League would have a lower evaluation because they had fewer victories.
Within Tachikai, Yukimura, Sanada, and Yanagi were among the top ten in the country with their dazzling battle records. He was a well-deserved national expert. Among them, Yukimura had created a miracle in the history of Japanese junior high school tennis.
He won all the matches and did not lose a single game in the main competition.
Because of this, he was called the Son of God!
But now, Yukimura said that he only used the strength of the Kanto class to beat Qiehara until he couldn't even catch a tennis ball. One had to know that Qiehara was also considered a player of the Kanto level. The difference between the two of them could not be so great.
"Very simple."
Seemingly having guessed the question in Qiehara's heart, Yukomura smiled and said,"Because I can use 120% of my strength, but you can't even use 70%.”
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Chapter 3
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