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

Chapter 8: Unbearable Pain

The people outside the tennis court gathered their depressed mood and prepared to continue watching Takahashi Hikoichi's joke.

however.

"boom!"

"Third ball, in bounds, success!"

"boom!"

"Fourth ball, in bounds, success!"

……

"The tenth ball, in bounds, success"

"The assessment is over, the score is 9 points!"

As the referee made the announcement, the mouths of Kimura Kōrō and Yamamoto Tōrō standing nearby opened as wide as an egg could fit in.

From the third goal onwards, their mouths never closed and their eyes almost popped out.

Everyone hiding outside the tennis court was already numb.

Every ball!

Every ball from the second one onwards!

They all fell within the white circle!

Outrageous!

This is simply unreasonable!

It’s actually 9 points!

They scored 100 out of 9 in the exam.

The stimulation I have ever experienced is not as great as today!

silence!

There was silence!

silence!

There was silence!

After a long time, a faint voice was heard.

"Are we still going to dinner tonight?"

"Why are you going? Just stay at home!"

“He actually scored 9 points.”

"I feel like I will never be able to see the number 9 again!"

"The number 9 is a pain I cannot bear!"

"God is unfair!"

"The heaven is blind!"

"But he won, what does that have to do with our dinner?"

"Yup!"

"Are you still going then?"

"No, I guess!"

“Maybe this is what is called talent!”

“Perhaps hard work is worthless in the face of talent!”

One of them said softly.

Then he discovered.

The atmosphere became eerily quiet again.

Everyone stared at him fiercely...

Inside the tennis court.

"Finally saw a nice guy."

"If everyone were like this bunch of rubbish, I'd be very distressed too."

"what!"

Kirihara Akaya said.

"You worry too much!"

Marui Bunta walked up and grabbed a handful of his curly hair and said.

"But this guy is really good at what he does."

"It looks like the days ahead are going to be very interesting!"

……

Because of this assessment, 15 people were eliminated, leaving only 5.

The captain, Seiichi Yukimura, waved his hand and cancelled the subsequent assessments, allowing the remaining five people to officially join the tennis club.

"The difficulty of this test is set a bit too high!"

"It requires a lot of ball control, and I'm afraid not all of our second-year players can achieve that."

Yukimura Seiichi said calmly.

“They’re so lax about it!”

"The radius of the circle I set was clearly 2 meters, but they changed it to 0.5 meters."

"The radius of 0.5 meters is the requirement for second-year team members, and the requirement for freshman elimination assessment is 2 meters."

Genichirō Sanada frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"Although the requirements have been raised, there are still people who can meet them, which helps us save time and screen the right people."

Yanagi Renji consoled him.

"However, this person named Takahashi Hikoichi was beyond my expectations."

"Except for the first ball, all of them landed inside the circle. What great ball control!"

Yanagi Renji couldn't help but admire it.

"Not only that, every ball he hit afterwards landed in almost the same spot."

Yukimura Seiichi added calmly.

The other two people followed Yukimura's finger and looked into the circle.

Only the center of the white circle can be seen.

A ball mark can be vaguely seen.

This is because the tennis ball falls on the same spot multiple times with enough force to create a slight depression.

What a strong ball control!

What a powerful force!

"This is already better than most second-year students!" said Yanagi Renji.

"Yeah, that's right! Being able to accurately control the ball to land in the same place, this ball control ability is really strong!"

Said Yukimura Seiichi.

"That's so rare! I rarely hear you praise others!" said Yanagi Renji.

However, unlike the good mood of the other two, Sanada frowned tightly.

"He is very difficult to discipline!"

"During training time, he is often missing!"

"The president of the basketball club next door has complained to me many times, saying that people wearing tennis team uniforms often hang out outside their basketball court during practice time. Their players are getting upset."

Sanada said dissatisfiedly.

Yukimura chuckled and said, "People with talent are bound to have some quirks."

"And our tennis club has no shortage of talent."

"No matter how unruly they are, as long as they are not as strong as others, will they still refuse to obey discipline?"

"Tennis is about strength!"

"Think about Kirihara Akaya back then!"

……

After hearing that the subsequent assessments were cancelled, the five people who passed this assessment all officially joined the tennis club.

The few people who passed successfully were all laughing and congratulating each other!

The few people who were eliminated were like eating several lemons without any plan. People could smell the sour smell on them from a distance.

Among them, Kimura Kōrō was the most emotional.

There was something wrong with the way he looked at Takahashi Hikoichi!

Why!

I have three years of tennis experience!

I have been practicing diligently this month, and I didn't even dare to miss a day even when I had a cold or a fever!

He is so hardworking and positive!

It actually failed!

And Takahashi Hikoichi.

Often late and leave early, and disappear from time to time!

A slacker on campus!

He actually made it into the tennis club!

Originally, he could have comforted himself that there were more than 100 freshmen, and he had passed five levels, defeated six opponents, eliminated many people, and successfully reached the last level.

But the last level was so difficult that even I, who had three years of tennis experience, was eliminated. This only shows that the Rikkai University tennis club has very high requirements and is worthy of being the winning team that won the national championship for the second time in a row.

However, Takahashi Hikoichi only practiced for a month.

One month!

He stood out and became one of the top 100 out of 5 people, successfully entered the tennis club and became a formal member.

This made his words of comforting himself become a joke!

What a big joke!

Do I really have to admit that I don’t have enough talent?

No, he didn't believe it.

From childhood to adulthood, the education he received was that talent is not important, and hard work is the most important thing.

Only by working hard can you change your destiny!

This belief was deeply rooted in his mind since childhood.

Now, he was shaken by Takahashi Hikoichi!

Kimura was devastated. He weakly asked Takahashi Hikoichi, "Did you really start learning tennis only a month ago? Did you really have no foundation before?"

The tone of his question was completely different from the initial confidence and complacency. It was like a candle that was about to go out, desperately wanting the answer he wanted, just like hoping for a drop of oil to help him come back to life and rekindle the spark of hope.

Takahashi Hikoichi failed to understand his shaky and vulnerable mood, and simply replied calmly: "Yes!"

Kimura Xiaolang couldn't accept this fact and continued to ask urgently: "You really haven't learned it? You are not lying to me!"

"No! I don't have the time to think about lying!"

Takahashi Hikoichi was a little annoyed by Kimura Kōro's repeated questioning.

"I'm being demeaning. Do I look like I'm mentally ill?"

His tone was filled with impatience.

The words were like a heavy punch, hitting Kimura Kōrō's heart hard.

He didn't give up and continued to ask: "It's only one month, so how come you are so powerful!"

"Practice makes perfect!"

"Nothing but familiarity!"

Suddenly he remembered a line of poetry he had learned in his previous life, and he acted a little naughty, pretending to be an old scholar.

Kimura Xiaolang felt like blood was about to gush out of his body.