Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

Looking at the very familiar school uniform in the video, Yu Nanchuan recalled it for a while, and then remembered the identity of the last opponent in the capital competition - Youth Academy.

Speaking of it, Nan Chuan Yu was quite embarrassed, he was also one of the students who drifted away after getting the tickets.

After winning three rounds, he decisively left the last opponent behind. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to relax and play with Ah Gang on the cruise ship.

After all, when he first entered the Tennis Club of Bingsheng Middle School, the goal Nanchuan Yu set for himself was to enter the Kanto Tournament, and to be able to shake hands with the former director Yukimura Seiichi as the head of the tennis department.

perfect.

However, under the threat of the coach, Yu Nanchuan suddenly reacted.Although playing the Kanto Tournament, it is not easy not to achieve the goal.

If he was eliminated before meeting the Lihai Tennis Club, he would definitely be ridiculed by everyone.

and so……

Thinking of this, Nan Chuanyou became more focused, staring at the video with burning eyes.

"This is our final opponent,? Youth Academy. They are the same as us,? They all stood on the same field as us with three victories. And they have advantages that we don't have..."

The coach rubbed his stomach, pointed to the historical record of the Youth Academy on the screen, "They have always been regulars in the Kanto competition, and they have a more mature mentality than us, and a stable mentality is very important for the competition , which we do not have.”

After Yan Zong finished speaking, he glanced at the court, and after finding out that his players were not nervous, he showed a satisfied smile, "But we don't have all advantages,? We are dark horses, we Every step you take is creating a miracle, so... do you have confidence?!"

The students of the Tennis Club of Bingsheng Middle School shouted in unison, and the shouts seemed to burst out of the ceiling.

"Have!"

Nan Chuan touched his violently beating heart, couldn't help but waved his fist, and then met the coach with a malicious smile.

Instinctively put away the waving fist, Nanchuan Yu put his hands behind his back, showing a cute smile.

Sure enough, the coach's complexion changed, and he said in a serious voice, "That's because you know nothing about your opponent!"

"Forehead……"

There was a gust of cold wind blowing in the tennis court, and Nan Chuanyou felt like he hadn't seen him for a week, and the coach's personality became more and more changeable.

Ah, maybe it's because the tennis club entered the Kanto tournament for the first time, so I'm so excited.

Nan Chuanyou slandered in his heart, but felt that what the coach said was right.

He really didn't know much about his opponent. Although he had collected information about his opponent, it was only some basic information, which was completely different from the complete system of the second senior Liu Lian of Lihai University.

Sighing lightly, Nan Chuanyou could only replay the two Qingxue matches with his teammates under the leadership of the tennis coach.

One is the last game of Qingxue last season, and the other is this season.

Although it was a theoretical tactical analysis class, Nanchuan Yu listened with gusto, and also took note of the performances of Qingxue's distinctive positive selections.

Nanchuan Yu was looking forward to the start of the official competition.

Who will my opponent be?

-

After a day of training, Nanchuan Yu returned to the main pill with a tired look on his face, accompanied by the moonlight.

Inside the pill, the full moon hangs high.

Sawada Tsunayoshi sat under the huge cherry blossom tree, watching the petals fluttering and falling forever, and feeling the sudden breath around him, he knew that Nanchuan Yu, who had finished training, had returned.

"I am back."

"Welcome back."

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned his head slightly, and looked at Nanchuan Yu, who was wearing a loose sportswear with moisture all over his body after bathing, with obvious sleepiness on his baby fat cheeks, he couldn't help laughing and said: "If you are sleepy, go to rest first Well, you've been training hard recently, too."

Nanchuan Yuu took a deep breath and managed to regain some energy, then sat down beside Tsunayoshi Sawada, spread out on the soft lawn, rubbed his eyes, looked at the full moon in the sky and said: "It's okay, I'm not sleepy. Don't leave you alone in Honmaru, I'm also Honmaru's examiner anyway."

"I'm still a child." Tsunayoshi Sawada shook his head, and stretched out his fingers to catch the falling petals of Manyozakura, "Okay, tell me what questions you have."

"...You know this!" Yuu Nanchuan bounced up suddenly, turned his head in surprise, his eyes fell on the center of Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyebrows, "Could it be that your super intuitive sense has evolved into mind reading skills?"

"No, it's just some micro-expressions." Tsunayoshi Sawada spread his hands, "This is what Mr. Li Baoen is best at, and I can only scratch the surface."

"Mr. Libun is really amazing." Nanchuan sighed, and then his tone was full of worry, "But in your world, if Libun is injured, I think he will definitely not agree with your plan."

"Yeah, he... was in a coma, and Bai Lan found his weakness."

Sawada Tsunayoshi touched the tip of his nose, but he didn't tell the terrible truth to Nanchuan Yu who admired Li Baoen very much.

"Ah? That's okay!"

"It's okay, he will wake up when I go back." Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't want to say more, but changed the subject: "You haven't said what problem you encountered."

"Ah... ah..." Nan Chuanyou scratched his hair and said stumblingly, "Actually, I should have said it at noon, but I forgot at the time. I just played tennis in the morning, and then I felt that my arms were hot, and the tennis balls burned Yes, our coach thinks it's normal, but..."

"Burning?" Sawada Tsunayoshi has never heard that playing tennis can make a tennis ball burn. Even the well-informed Judaime seemed a little surprised. He sped up his speech, "Why is it normal? Are you okay!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Nan Chuanyou waved his hand, and nodded his eyebrows, "Uncle Chuanping threw a flame between my eyebrows before, and I suspect it was caused by that flame."

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned slightly. Nanchuan Yu had vaguely said the content of his conversation with Uncle Chuanping before. He had already guessed that there was a problem. Now that he mentioned the burning flame, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but think more.

But seeing Nan Chuanyou's flickering eyes, he knew that the other party would not speak out easily, and he didn't want to use his words to test a child, so he had to give up.

But when it comes to flames, Tsunayoshi Sawada suddenly stretched out his index finger, and a flame ignited on his fingertips.

"Is it like this?"

Nan Chuanyou glanced at the bright orange flame, raised his head and recalled it, and then suddenly realized that he clenched his left hand and smashed it on the palm of his right hand, nodded and said, "Sure enough, I think the color of the tennis ball burning is not right."

"So, what is this flame?"

Although Nanchuan Yu had seen Ah Gang's flame several times, he had never learned about this beautiful flame in detail, so he couldn't help but be a little curious at this moment.

"The scientific name is the inflammation of dead energy, which is stimulated by the human body, um... I don't know the specific reason." In Nanchuan Yu's questioning eyes, Sawada Tsunayoshi showed a free and easy smile, "There are professionals in research Yes, I...as long as I can use it."

"so……"

"So, why don't you ask Li Baoen when he comes back." Tsunayoshi Sawada touched the tip of his nose and said guiltily, "I didn't understand anything during the initial training."

"However, since you have flames, I feel much more at ease." Tsunayoshi Sawada showed a relieved expression, stretched out his hand to stroke Yuu Nanchuan's slightly long black hair, and explained, "Flames can be used for fighting, Although your Sword Fusangshen is not weak, it's not the same if you have fighting power yourself."

"Fight?" Nanchuan Yu substituted in, and a picture instantly appeared in his mind.

A group of people fought, and the eighteen weapons of swords, guns, swords and halberds appeared one by one, the atmosphere was very serious, and the smell of sex was permeating, and then...

He took out his tennis racket.

The scene was too funny, Nanchuan You couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud.

"Also, let's not fight with a tennis racket, hahaha, that would be too embarrassing."

Hearing Nanchuan Yu's laughter, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but also curled the corners of his mouth, but he still said, "There is nothing embarrassing, only what is most comfortable for me will exert the greatest strength."

As a person who has experienced it, Sawada Tsunayoshi used his experience to teach Yu Nanchuan the knowledge of fighting: "As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!"

"So, also including naked-running?"

"Hey, don't mention the black history."

After talking about the flame, Nanchuan Yu brought up the matter of being blocked by Tetsuya Kusakabe today.

"Senior Kusakabe, he is also a very powerful and meticulous person. It should be that he has come to a conclusion and just asked you for proof." Tsunayoshi Sawada thought for a while and said, "As for the cohesion of the discipline committee you mentioned, I also agree with you. Don't know, they've always been like that."

"Even after ten years?"

Thinking of the Fengji Foundation, Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded seriously, and replied, "Even after ten years."

Nan Chuanyou applauded a little, and praised, "It's really enviable. Could this be the personality charm of Senior Yunque?"

"Haha."

-

Nanchuan Yu's life has returned to calm, and there is nothing else but training.

During the busy training, time passed quickly. When Nanchuan Yu went to Tokyo again, it was already the last game of the capital competition.

The game was scheduled for the afternoon, and Yuu Nanchuan thought that the game would be in the afternoon, so not many people would come.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the tennis court, Nan Chuanyou was shocked by the excitement around the tennis court.

"...Shouldn't they have finished the match in the morning?" Nan Chuan You ordered a few teams in school uniforms, and asked Yan Zongya in a low voice.

"They obviously got the places in the Kanto competition, so let's take a look at their future opponents."

Yan Zongya, who was familiar with this set, also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said very nervously.

"No way, senior." Nan Chuan glanced sideways at the pale Yan Zongya, "? Why are you so nervous? It's just being surrounded by future opponents. Are you in such a bad mood?"

"Pfft..."

The players who eavesdropped on the chat of the head and deputy head of the tennis department let out suppressed laughter.

Yan Zongya also glanced back at the team members, and couldn't help shrinking her neck when she saw the last few people walking, and said through gritted teeth, "Can you tell me why the discipline committee followed!"

"I invited you to be a cheerleader." Nan Chuanyou blinked and pretended to be innocent with a smile, "This is the best motivation method I thought of."

The author has something to say: Hibari Kyoya, um, it’s equivalent to Qingxue’s dry juice, hahaha.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Yaken Toshiro? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: weaving fate? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard