I am in Prince of Tennis, others are training me while I am lying down

Both balls landed out of bounds.

In addition, there were the big words that Kimura Kōrō made before the game.

Others looked at him with contempt.

Unable to accept the deep meaning in other people's eyes, Kimura Kōro's mentality was a little broken.

"I'm just getting familiar with it. I'm sure I'll score the next goal."

Kimura Koushiro tried to save his face and spoke calmly.

however.

"Third ball, out of bounds, failed!"

"Fourth ball, out of bounds, failed!"

Next, the tennis ball lands farther and farther away from the white circle.

"Fifth ball, out of bounds, failed!"

……

Kimura Kōro's psychological pressure was increasing and he made more and more mistakes.

One ball even hit the net and didn't go through it.

Finally, the goddess of luck came to him once.

"Tenth goal, score, 1 point."

"call!"

"It does require a lot of ball control, but I've found the key points. If I continue to be tested, I won't lose points again."

After finishing, Kimura Shōro let out a sigh of relief, but still did not forget to make up for himself.

……

Outside the tennis court.

Several figures in Rikkai University uniforms huddled together stealthily, their eyes fixed on the field.

"It turns out the next test is so difficult!"

"Yeah, that Kimura Xiaolang just now had three years of tennis experience, but he only scored one point."

"How do you know so clearly?"

"He is amazing. Not only does he practice hard, he also often comes to guide us. He is very enthusiastic and a very nice person!"

"Even he failed so miserably. It seems that Rikkai University's tennis club is not something that ordinary people can enter."

"It was only natural that we were eliminated."

"Yes, after all, even people with three years of tennis experience were eliminated."

"I didn't expect tennis to require so much talent."

"Yeah, all the hard work is useless!"

Everyone watched the assessment on the field and felt greatly comforted.

After all, people who have studied tennis for longer than them have failed, so what are they complaining about?

Others worked harder than them, and even though they stayed a little longer than them, they were still eliminated.

"That Gaoqiao must be no good either. He's always slacking off and wandering around without any proper practice."

"Yes, I think he can only get 1 point."

"One point back, zero!"

"Definitely zero."

……

The assessment continued on the tennis court.

Among the next 10 people who took the test, only two barely reached 6 points, and one person got 1 points, missing out on the tennis club by one point.

"Hey, hey, hey, is it so difficult to aim and serve?"

"Isn't this the easiest thing? I can do it easily with my eyes closed."

"The strength of this year's freshmen is too weak!"

Kirihara Akaya with the kelp-head hair said in dissatisfaction.

The assessment was based on height, and Takahashi Hikoichi was the tallest, so he was ranked last.

At first, he watched with great interest, but later he became bored and began to look around and doze off.

"Just casually, simple!"

Such impactful words floated into his ears.

It suddenly woke him up and he looked around.

Hearing this, Yamamoto Taro naturally turned his head and looked at Kimura Kōro.

Kimura Kōrō's face turned visibly red, and he lowered his head to look at his toes.

"Ok?"

Seeing Takahashi Hikoichi looking at him a few more times, Kirihara Akaya also raised a question.

"We also have people here who think it's easy and simple to do."

Takahashi Hikoichi said, turning his gaze towards Kimura Kōrō.

"Really? Let's have a competition later."

Kirihara Akari also became interested.

Being stared at by everyone, Kimura Kōro stammered, his face full of embarrassment and shame.

"He just scored 1 point."

The white-haired Niou Masaharu said from the side.

“Pfft. Haha. Haha!”

Everyone else around couldn't help but laugh.

"Your level is not good, but your tone is still so arrogant!"

Kirihara Akaya shook his head.

……

"Next, Takahashi Hikoichi!"

The referee started shouting.

"Takahashi, come on!"

Yamamoto Taro shouted.

"Takahashi, this is much harder than you think. Even someone like me with three years of tennis experience can only get 1 point. It's not shameful to get 0 points."

Kimura Kōro absorbed the lesson he had just learned, and as he spoke, he kept glancing at the official team members standing beside him.

"Be in awe of tennis, be in awe!"

“We still need to practice more and keep improving!”

"Ah!"

Takahashi Hikoichi managed to squeeze out a word, thinking that this guy was so dramatic.

Coming to the tennis club drowned his talent; the performance club was where he should go.

Outside the tennis court.

The eliminated people who were hiding together all became excited.

"Quick, look!"

"That bastard is going to play!"

"I get so excited thinking about what's going to happen to him next."

Inside the tennis court.

Holding a tennis racket in one hand, Takahashi Hiko slowly walked into the court, his movements very casual and natural.

He patted the tennis ball, then threw it high into the air, and when it landed at the ideal height, he swung his arm.

"boom!"

The yellow ball drew a graceful arc in the air and fell straight to the ground.

The tennis ball lands on the white circle.

"It touches the line, it's an out-of-bounds ball, failed!"

The referee called out loudly.

"What a pity! It was just a little bit off!" Yamamoto Taro felt very sorry.

"Of course. Only the seniors have superb skills and excellent ball control, so they can easily score inbounds."

Kimura Kōrō recovered at this time and said with a beaming expression.

"whispering sound!"

Kirihara Akaya didn't appreciate his compliment.

"This freshman is pretty good. His serving posture and ball speed are much better than the previous ones."

The red-haired Marui Bunta said as he blew green bubble gum.

"Yes, there are too many plays by these first-year students, and this is the only one that looks good."

The white-haired Niou Masaharu responded.

Outside the tennis court.

The eliminated people continued to discuss with each other, and the atmosphere was lively.

"Look, look, the first ball failed!"

"Of course!"

"As expected!"

"with no doubt!"

"But when others failed, they were far away from the white circle, but he was just touching the line, so he still has some skills!"

One person silently expressed a different opinion.

"That was shit luck."

"The next ball won't be so lucky."

But he didn't expect to provoke angry responses from others.

on the tennis court.

Takahashi Hikoichi looked at the place where the tennis ball landed, thoughtfully.

Soon, he adjusted himself and prepared for the next ball.

His face was very calm and composed.

"boom!"

"Second ball, in bounds, success!" The referee made a quick judgment and announced loudly.

"I told you, this is not easy, and it doesn't matter if you fail."

Kimura Kōrō spoke as if it were a matter of course.

"He scored, idiot."

Kirihara Akari also glanced at him with disdain.

"what?"

When Kimura Kōro came to his senses, he was stunned.

The group of people outside the tennis court were also stunned with shock.

"Pinch me, I seem to be hallucinating just now, and in my hallucination he scored."

"how is this possible?"

"really!"

"It must be shit luck!"

No one could believe this scene, they actually scored with the second goal.

The player who scored the most points just now also made mistakes in the first three balls, and then he started to score continuously.

And he, Hikoichi Takahashi!

A campus street urchin!

He actually scored on the second ball!

This poured cold water on their originally excited mood.

"Keep watching, he won't be so lucky next time!"

"Of course, luck only comes once. Can it come again a second time?"

"The second one is called strength. Does he have this thing?"

"Hahaha! Of course not!"