The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

No matter how powerful the Ren Bingdi duo is, no matter how solid their bodies are like a rock, they can't resist the mysterious evil wind summoned by the second disease.Even if you use a tennis racket as a crutch and stick it on the ground, you can't stop your disobedient body from being staggered by the huge wind that blows the mountains and seas.

After Yaofeng ended, the score was fixed at 6:4, and Ice Emperor, who lost the initiative of the game, finally lost the match point without any resistance.

Shinobu and Xiangri, who were so blown by the wind that they couldn't open their eyes, left the venue, fell into long-term contemplation, and seemed to begin to doubt life.

As for Atobe, his expression was even uglier.

Even if it was a random doubles combination, and lost to a little-known school, it was impossible to beat the opponent in a double play, and even the old opponent Qingxue was still watching, which was really embarrassing.

"Feel sorry."

"We failed."

Atobe stared at the two people with their heads down. He put the hand on his face back on his knee and crossed the other hand, "Although this is a practice match, do you two know what the problem is?"

Shinobu and Xiang Ri looked at each other.

The opponents they usually face are all players from major tennis giants, and they can observe in advance to understand the opponent's good tricks and insurmountable weaknesses.

But this time, the opponent really didn't play cards according to common sense. Whether it was the tennis ball that smelled like barbecue or the tornado that ravaged the tennis court, the opponent acted like a weird genius with a slanted sword, and he could never predict his next move. What kind of serve will be played in one step, and what kind of growth curve will be there, which is hard to guard against.

They are sure that no matter who is present in their position, they cannot be sure that they can win the opponent.

But these are all reasons that cannot be used to answer, the only reason for the failure of the two of them is——

"Sorry, our strength is not enough." Xiang Ri held the racket unwillingly with trembling hands, his teeth pressed against his pale lips, and beads of sweat flowed down his wine-red hair into the towel hanging on his shoulders .

"I underestimated the enemy too much at first." After thinking deeply, he also admitted his mistake.

"Coach Sakaki told you about this a long time ago, Renzu. If you don't want to stop at the national level, you'd better face it. You have a tennis talent that is beyond the reach of ordinary people, so you are used to hiding your clumsiness, but your opponent will also Use your contemptuous mentality to turn defeat into victory." Atobe looked down at his members. "Just pretending to be a novice is enough to play you to the applause."

Atobe knows that underestimating the enemy is a common problem of geniuses - lack of belief and fighting spirit to win, not obsessed with winning or losing, and always hiding the true level.But getting used to hiding will make your true ability more dull.

For example, if the opponent is a player who has a strong desire to perform and focuses on acting as a second-year-old actor before and after transformation, instead of directly showing the powerful strength that can shock people, it will paralyze the nerves of Renzu.A person who has potential but not enough for him to use his full strength to fight cannot make Renzu go all out.

Like a frog being boiled in warm water, it gradually loses its due vigilance.

Hope this failure will allow his members to grow.

Just as Atobe Keigo was thinking, out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of an arrogant figure slowly rising up next to him, paused slowly when he was level with him, and suddenly rose another ten centimeters.

——It's the playwright with the second illness.

Atobe tapped the tear mole on his face lightly, and his posture returned to his original laziness. He didn't feel strong hostility because of the failure of his own members, but there was more fighting spirit and interest in his eyes than before. .

"Who made you come up?"

Guangzhou sat on the seat holding his breath, as if he was listening to the voice of nature seriously. After a while, Atobe didn't wait for an answer, and was about to get impatient, when the young man next to him spoke a word nonchalantly, in a flat tone. Intense pride, "God."

Atobe: "..."

He waved away the butler he wanted to stop, stroked his forehead helplessly, and finally sighed and agreed that this guy was sitting next to him, but he also ordered the maid to raise his high chair a little higher.

"Hey, let's start the second round. Takahiro Kawaji vs. Randori." Atobe looked at his level with satisfaction, and was ten centimeters higher than the guy next to him. He turned his head and seriously ordered Mulan to prepare for the tennis ball Huadi, "Don't let me down, Huadi."

"Yes."

After the two sides were in position, Qingxue and Bingdi saw another stranger on the field clearly, and Atobe couldn't help gasping—there are such ungorgeous creatures in this world!

This man named Rantangli looked like a minotaur who came out of a barbarian tribe. He stood there with a silly face, his smooth and round buttocks and chin trembled with the movement of his head turning, and Moxie was dyed yellow. The dry head is fluttering in the wind, the scars on the corners of the eyes are even more ferocious, and the mouth is still talking to the unwavering Huadi, of course it is mainly Rantang's unilateral harassment.

"—Wow! The quality of this tennis racket is very good, and it is different from the one I used before! Hey hey hey!" Ran Tang leaned in front of the net, and tried his best to push his terrifying big face into Hua Hua through the gap in the net. In front of the ground, "Did you know that tennis is actually played with the racket head, and the first time I used it, I still played with the ball frame!"

After a few seconds, Rantang, who didn't get an answer, had a sudden change of mood, and he was furious, "Hey bastard! Why are you ignoring me!"

"useless."

Atobe moved away the hand covering his eyes, and he caressed lightly the gray-purple bangs falling from his forehead, "Huadi is the one I picked out, he is the type of player who is the most restrained, no matter how much the opponent jumps Being off or making fun of it won’t affect him.”

Xiang Ri also squinted at Guang Zhou triumphantly.

That round just now left an indelible impression in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to prove that Ice Emperor is definitely stronger than what they saw, and he didn't want Ice Emperor to be looked down upon by this small school because of them.

"Your team members can't beat Huadi, he has the purest heart, no matter what tricks the opponent has, he can copy it!"

"Why hasn't the game started yet?"

Atobe frowned slightly, and looked at Huadi who was expressionless.Huadi was silent for a while, then raised his finger to point at his opponent who was constantly struggling in front of the net.A few people went over to take a look, and found that Rantang's two jaws were just stuck in the net, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

And he himself was fighting to the death with a tennis net clutching his chin.

Everyone: "..."

Because the picture was too eye-catching, no one laughed and could only remain silent.

After finally rescuing Rantang, whose chin was red, the tennis practice match went smoothly.The first is PK Middle School's serve game.

"You all have unique moves in tennis! Yoshi has decided! This trick of mine is called the God of Ramen! ——Oh!" After Ran Tang took his fingers out of the nostrils that were constantly being arched, he did not hesitate He smeared it on the tennis ball in his hand. He threw the tennis ball with an unknown object in the air and swung it vigorously. The mysterious yellow-green liquid was pulled into a strange elongated shape in the air.

Birch swung.

Birch hesitated!

Birch missed the first ball!

Not to mention Atobe, everyone present showed expressions that couldn't bear to look directly.It took a while for the referee to slow down and speak.

"GamePK Middle School, 15:0."

PK Middle School won the first game with great momentum, and Huadi retreated steadily.However, Huadi, who had a hint of shame in his eyes, was not scolded by the minister. When it was his turn to serve, the tall boy with a naive face rarely hesitated. He hesitantly reached out to his nose...

"Stop! Huadi! Just serve normally."

Atobe hurriedly stopped Huadi's imitation before the tragedy happened.

Although Huadi's strength lies in his ability to learn and sell the opponent's skills into his own, but obviously he doesn't need it at this time!He doesn't want to see the noble and gorgeous tennis match turned into an unlimited nose-throwing contest!

"Yes."

Huadi withdrew her evil hand, and calmly looked at the bored man opposite.But I don't know if it was an illusion, Atobe felt that he seemed to be quietly relieved.

Huadi used the most common serve. After the ball passed the net, Rantang's figure appeared behind the ball instantly. He swung the racket with a twisted posture comparable to that of a strange species, and the ball was hit back again. The disgusting posture The confusion of "why is this action so obscene" appears in the minds of all viewers.

after an hour,

Atobe was lost in thought as he looked at the score that had not changed at all and the tennis ball covered in filth.Although Huadi's physical strength has not bottomed out, the opponent is obviously more than capable - because that guy is still picking his nose while playing!

"Huadi, abstain." Atobe felt fear of humans for the first time in a long time. He was afraid that he would not even be able to eat tomorrow's meal.He glanced at Guangzhou next to him with an expression full of incredible awe, how did this guy recruit such a person?

Birch breathed a sigh of relief expressionlessly, "Yes."

This time it was definitely not an illusion.

Everyone in Seigaku, who had not watched the game for a long time and was afraid of being blind, turned their heads slowly. Echizen Ryoma said inexplicably, "I didn't expect that Huadi, who was able to share the same level with the minister and even use the seamless and Tezuka domain, unexpectedly with In this way, you lose completely, and you lose without the power to resist."

Taocheng had a dignified expression and said respectfully, "To be honest, if I meet such an opponent, I want to admit defeat directly. It's so fucking disgusting."

Bu Er nodded subtly, then narrowed his eyes and laughed, "It seems that a pure heart will be polluted under such circumstances, I really learned it."

I don't know what I learned.

"Have you noticed! PK Middle School is already two rounds ahead of Ice Emperor! It's unbelievable, Ice Emperor is a national-level team!" Kikumaru said in surprise, his cat's eyes widened as if he had discovered a new continent.

That's what I said, but Qingxue carefully recalled the indescribable scenes of the last two rounds, inexplicably felt that the practice match was not good, and even wanted to leave a little bit.

Before the start of the third round, Atobe summoned the cleaning staff again and asked them to thoroughly disinfect and clean up the venue.Before the other party left, he once again cast an indescribable gaze at the young master of the Atobe family, this time even more cryptic and shocking.

Atobe: "..."

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