I want to play tennis

Chapter 6 Toru Kitahara, who caused the commotion
Have the strength to move forward?

After hearing Toru Kitahara's answer, the two seniors saw the smiles in each other's eyes.

It looked like another pretentious first grader.

No way, there are always some people who feel that they are great after they have achieved some grades in elementary school.

Kitahara Toru looked at the two seniors standing in front of him without saying a word, and naturally saw their small movements, and shook his head helplessly.

"Senior, if you have to make eye contact, can you not be in front of me, it's very eye-catching."

"Stinky boy! Who are you talking about making eye contact!"

"Don't get me wrong!"

It's about my innocence, so the two seniors can't be careless.

"You come on me?"

"Come on, let me warm up."

One of the seniors stepped forward and looked at Toru Kitahara.

"In the first grade, it seems that as a senior, I need to help you recognize how much you really have."

Looking at the senior who moved his shoulders and took out his racket, the meaning was self-evident, Toru Kitahara frowned.

It's really troublesome, I originally wanted to go directly to the right person to talk.

"Do you have to fight?"

"What? Scared?"

The two seniors raised their eyebrows proudly.

"Don't worry, the senior will let you."

"Oh, it's unnecessary."

Kitahara sighed.

"Then ask the senior to lead the way."

Seeing that Toru Kitahara was really going to fight, the senior had a bad feeling in his heart.

It's not like kicking a hard rock.

Kitahara Toru saw that the senior hadn't moved for a long time, what was going on?
"Senior?"

"Well, this way!"

Forget it, never mind, it is impossible for me in third grade to lose to a first grader.

The three of them came to the ice emperor tennis club. Kitahara Toru's sportswear was particularly eye-catching among the crowd who were all wearing ice emperor tennis club custom-made sportswear.

Alas, why does it feel like I was visited like a panda all day today.

Kitahara Toru made a complaint in his heart.

The three came to an empty stadium, and one of them consciously walked to the referee's chair.

The remaining senior and Toru Kitahara chose each other's half.

"Then, you serve first."

After the senior finished speaking coolly, he walked to the bottom line without looking back.

Well, whatever.

Kitahara Toru shrugged, but he didn't care, and walked to the bottom line to serve.

Seeing that the two of them opened up as if they were about to compete naturally made the other training members curious, and all eyes were on Kitahara Toru.

"That guy Ikeda, why is there a competition all of a sudden?"

"It looks like it should be a freshman who enrolled this year."

"Strange, how many days are there before the selection of freshmen?"

"Who knows, just watch the excitement."

Kitahara Toru ignored the voice of discussion in his ear, and looked at Ikeda opposite.

"Senior, are you ready?"

"Well, just send it over!"

Ikeda smiled relaxedly. Anyway, it was just a first-year serve, and I will definitely return it easily. Do you want to play two symbolic balls with this kid and then win?

Just when Ikeda felt complacent...

"Oh!"

what!
Hearing the sound of the ball behind his ears, Ikeda turned his head and looked at the bouncing tennis ball behind him in disbelief.

No... not at all.

"Senior, it's not a good habit to be distracted during competitions."

On the other side of the court, when Ikeda heard Toru Kitahara's words, his heart, which was already sure of winning, became a little flustered.

"No, you don't need to remind me!"

Looking at the stubborn Ikeda, Toru Kitahara curled his lips, he was really kind enough to treat him like a donkey, obviously he said it as a warning.

"Hey, did you see that kid's serve was so fast just now?"

"Indeed, Ikeda is going to suffer."

"Not necessarily, maybe that kid is as good at serving as that guy Feng."

"His serve is far worse than Feng."

"I didn't say he was better than Feng either."

Toru Kitahara bounced the tennis ball on the ground.

"Senior, are you ready?"

"Crap!"

cut……

Toru Kitahara tossed the tennis ball high.

"Oh!"

I can receive it!
Ikeda's eyes lit up, and he fought back reluctantly before the tennis ball went out of the bottom line.

Toru Kitahara faced the return ball which was almost completely sending points, and just hit back lightly.

After correcting a few balls, Ikeda felt that he was getting more and more comfortable.

Sure enough, the ball just now was a coincidence!

Ikeda felt that he was doing it again, the panic on his face disappeared.

"15-0"

"30-0"

"40-0"

"1-0, by..."

The referee who was about to say something suddenly realized something and looked at Toru Kitahara.

Kitahara Toru said flatly, "My name is Kitahara Toru."

"Ahem, 1-0, Toru Kitahara takes the lead, switch sides and serve."

"Hey, Ikeda is too bad, he lost to a first grader."

"It's long-winded, do you understand respecting the old and loving the young?"

Listening to his companion's ridicule, Ikeda retorted loudly, but he was a little puzzled.

I don't think I didn't win a goal, did I?

"Senior, I'm ready."

Looking at Toru Kitahara on the opposite side, Ikeda pushed out the redundant thoughts in his mind.

"I see!"

Forget it, let's talk about winning the game first!
"Oh!"

Compared with Toru Kitahara's serve, Ikeda's serve is relatively ordinary, but...

Seeing Ikeda rushing to the Internet quickly, the audience outside the venue became excited.

"Here it is, Ikeda's serve hits the net."

"Ikeda is serious, that kid is going to be unlucky."

Looking at the first graders, I will use my serve to go online and solve you quickly!
Seeing Ikeda's slow serve, Kitahara couldn't help sighing.

Really, why do I meet people who serve and hit the net every day (=_=).

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Ikeda, who was tall and not sprinting fast at all, and Toru Kitahara decided that this time he would not hit his feet like Echizen Ryoma.

"Oh!"

Seeing the tennis ball coming straight towards his chest, Ikeda frowned.

There are two kinds of return balls that players who serve and surf the Internet hate the most. One is that the opponent's return ball lands at the foot, which disrupts the pace of their sprint. He couldn't hit back a diagonal kick.

And Toru Kitahara returned the ball very quickly, and there was no time for Ikeda to adjust.

hateful!

Ikeda secretly yelled trouble, and with the racket across his chest, he hastily blocked the tennis ball.

Then, he found that Toru Kitahara's figure had appeared in front of the net.

This made his pupils shrink.

When is he!
"Boom!"

Toru Kitahara made a standard pass through the ball, and there was no time for Ikeda to react.

"0...0-15"

"Hey, that kid sprints so fast, he actually ran to the net so quickly."

"And the response to the serve and volley tactics is also perfect."

While the surrounding members were discussing, a slightly frivolous voice sounded behind everyone.

"He didn't just do that."

The crowd looked back.

"Minghu."

"Senior Minghu."

Mingo Ryo walked to the side of the court along the road that everyone subconsciously gave way to.

"That kid, he has done more than what he has shown."

As a third-year student, Ryo Mingo is also the main candidate of the ice emperor, so he naturally has a deep prestige. Coupled with his usual proud personality, the second-year members around him can only stand silently, and only the third-year members can stand in silence. Dare to ask.

"Minghu, what do you mean by that? Did that kid do anything else?"

Ming glanced lightly at the member who asked the question.

"You in the third grade are still asking this kind of question, it's really shameful."

The members who were ridiculed by Minghu dared not speak out, so they had no choice but to stand aside unwillingly.

"Tennis is a sport that has a lot to do with the spiritual level. Like that guy, the proud technology was cracked as soon as he played it, and even that kid also used Internet technology."

Mingo Ryo looked at Toru Kitahara in the stadium with interest, and touched his proud long hair tied into a ponytail.

"This kind of blows one after another, coupled with witnessing his defeat directly in front of the net, if this guy's spirit is not strong enough, although he won't collapse, I'm afraid he won't be able to show much strength in this game."

The fact is also as Mingo Ryo said, in the next game, Ikeda began to play timidly, and even played the serve and net in a nondescript manner. After being caught by Kitahara Toru again and again to score points, he never used it again once.

"By, the game is over, 6-0, Toru Kitahara won."

"Hey, that first grader really won."

"That guy Ikeda didn't score a single point."

Compared to everyone who was stunned by this result, Mingo Ryo was not surprised at all.

"It's really embarrassing to lose to a first-year student."

Turn around and leave.

"Hey, that long-haired senior over there."

Kitahara Toru's words made Mingo Ryo stop, and looked back at Kitahara Toru.

"Boy, what's the matter with you?"

Facing Ryo Mingo's condescending attitude, Toru Kitahara smiled indifferently.

"It seems that what you say here has some weight, so now I have won over this senior."

Hearing Toru Kitahara's words, Ikeda gritted his teeth unwillingly but had nothing to say.

"Am I now a member of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club?"

After hearing Toru Kitahara's words, Mingo Ryo nodded his head as a matter of course.

"Naturally, Ice Emperor upholds the idea that the winner is king. The capable will win and the weak will lose. If he loses to you, you will naturally be a member of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club from now on."

Hearing Mingo Ryo's words, Kitahara Toru nodded relaxedly.

"I'm relieved to hear the senior say that."

Then he turned his gaze to Mito Ryo.

"Then senior, do you know where I can find the Ice Emperor Zhengxuan?"

"Correct election?"

Mingo Ryo raised his eyebrows and looked at Kitahara Toru.

"Why are you looking for Zhengxuan? Someone else will arrange for joining the group."

"It's not about those trivial things, I just want to find a right candidate."

Kitahara Toru casually picked up the tennis ball on the ground with his racket, his movements were indescribably freehand.

"Instead."

……

As soon as Kitahara Toru's words came out, the entire tennis club fell silent instantly. Everyone, including Mingo Ryo, looked at Kitahara Toru who was still smiling at this time in surprise.

This kid, do you even know what he's talking about?
(End of this chapter)