Net King Returns to the First Generation

"Damn it!" Bobby, who raised his racket high and wanted to smash it, turned his head reflexively, and saw Coach Bega's expressionless face.His raised hand froze, paused for a moment and put it down embarrassingly.

"Using technology to fight against power, the opponent seems to be getting impatient because he can't adapt to this rhythm." Ninja pushed his glasses.

"Although it's true that he's full of muscles now, Qianshi hasn't completely changed his original style of play, puff." King Ni smiled, "The rhythm is well controlled? 3 minutes, 3 minutes."

"Huh, it's pretty gorgeous." Atobe hugged his arms and snorted softly, "Master Kuipen thought that Qianshi had taken some medicine wrong this year. Seriously, he looks decent."

He swept his eyes, meaning: "It looks like some people."

……some people?

Are you talking about me?

The very self-knowledgeable choked up his feet and avoided Atobe's eyes: It's better for him not to challenge Atobe's authority in this regard. The doubles practice after returning home is enough to make people sad. The practice match... well, Shattering is not the only one who can deal with him in Atobe now.

"Don't say that, Atobe." Yukimura chuckled beside him, "The more relaxed and playful the attitude is, the more terrifying it is when it is serious."

"Are you speaking from experience?" Atobe said bluntly.

Without denying it, Yukimura raised his hand and gathered his jacket: "Akutsu quit the company, even if Sengoku is reluctant, he has to take up the heavy responsibility of Yamabuki. Now he is more than enough to deal with the kind of beast with strong limbs and simple mind. Nah."

Hearing such words, everyone was deeply convinced.

Only Liu silently flipped through a page of notes, slandering in his heart: Yukimura, if you say that, where do you put Nan-kun, the head of Yamabuki? ...Although he really doesn't have any sense of existence.

On the court, Qianshi, who had completely seen through the weakness of the big man, combined his skills and strength, making variations in a short period of time.

Bobby, who had unknowingly lost control of the rhythm of the game, didn't notice this at all, and became more and more anxious because of frequent mistakes, that is, going out of bounds and missing the net.

"Gamewonby Thousand Stones, 2-3!"

During the exchange of courts, Coach Bega stood up and folded his arms: "The opponent showed his skill by applying skills from other sports to tennis, but, Bobby, your strength is flawless. What you have to do is to show such perfect power!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Bobby, who took the banana handed over by Coach Bega, wiped his sweat, and gnawed on the banana with a gloomy expression.

It seemed that the bananas had really played a role. Bobby returned to the court, and his strength returned to the composure he had at the beginning of the game.

"Gamewonby Max, 4-2!"

Hearing the uproar of the audience around him, Qianshi's heart was calmer than ever.

Don't think strength alone can beat me, I'm confident in my technique and stamina!

He swung the racket hard.

Practiced basketball, American football, and finally ran to play tennis and played like this...

Such a mindless beast!

How can I lose? !

"Gamewonby Thousand Stones, 3-4!"

The game has become a protracted game at this point.

The third singles match at this point in time can be regarded as the most sunny day of the day, and it was a stamina-consuming duel determined by strength...

During the short break during the exchange of venues, Qianshi covered his head with a towel.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Bobby who was panting and nibbling a banana: Monkey, um, it really looks like an orangutan eating bananas.

Well, I'm more confident now.

Replenish your energy with bananas?

Heh, I can't even hold on to a tennis match, no wonder I can't play other sports either!

He adjusted his breathing, stood up again and picked up the racket.

The behavior of the two sweating profusely made the audience have no time to cheer or complain.Even sitting in the auditorium is uncomfortably hot, and the sweat can be seen on the poor resolution of the big screen...

Sitting on a chair in the preparation area, Nioh couldn't help squinting his eyes while watching such a match, what an annoying sun...

Arching his back habitually, he reached out and grabbed his braid: "How long has this round lasted?"

Liu Ying said, "It's been more than 10 minutes."

"Twenty minutes..." King Ren exhaled, "It's really hard work, Qianshi."

"Is there no better way than to fight hard? Facing that kind of player, he actually ate bananas during the game." Kirihara muttered angrily, "Would you like to eat something to replenish your energy?"

"You can't replenish your physical strength by eating, Chiye, don't be misled by that big guy." Liu sighed softly, "Only people who are used to this method and have a relatively strong metabolism can use food to replenish energy." To supplement physical strength, the average person eats during exercise, but it will burden the organs."

"That's it." Qieyuan nodded half-understanding, he couldn't help biting his thumb: "Then what should I do? Qian Shisang looks very tired."

"Gamewonby Max, 5-3!"

"If the situation is reversed, there will be no retreat." Ninzu whispered.

"It's too early to say such things." King Ren looked at Qianshi's face, playing with taste, "Look at Qianshi's expression, it doesn't look like he wants to let it go."

Indeed, gradually, even the breathing of the two of them could be heard through the loudspeaker.

However, to compare the amount of sweat, the players of the US team were more miserable.

Of course, this can't explain anything, and it can also be regarded as a difference brought about by racial differences.But at least one thing that can be shown is that Qianshi is far from reaching the limit.

Maybe the current situation is caused by him to persecute him?

"Qianshi is not someone who will easily admit defeat." King Ni said.

What Yukimura said before, he probably knows that he has his own part, and just like what Yukimura said, the more relaxed and playful he faces everything on weekdays, the more stubborn he will be when he is serious, and no one will be able to pull back.

How strong is Qianshi's determination?

Nioh didn't know.

But the reason why he is so sure that the game has just begun is that even though 20 years have made him barely remember the past, he still has an impression of this game.The game was so tragic that both of them forfeited...

Not many times in his tennis career, right?

In theory, Bobby's match point is not as stalemate as everyone imagined.

Sure enough, Bobby, who was a little anxious at the last moment, and Qianshi, who became calmer the more he was like this, every movement was like a fake, and Qianshi chose to treat a free kick that could be smashed at will...

"Gamewonby Thousand Stones, 4-5!"

It's really a complete tug-of-war...and a protracted battle.

At some point, coach Sakaki and Huacun also appeared at the end of the preparation area.

Watching the game, coach Huacun, who was not relaxed, said softly: "Bobby-kun's athletic ability is really amazing. That kind of rapid movement makes it impossible to imagine that his weight exceeds [-] kilograms."

"No, maybe Sengoku is more noteworthy." Coach Sakaki retorted, "Bobby's athletic ability is indeed very good, but it is based on his natural physical condition, superior environment, and the result of long-term training. On the other hand, although Qianshi has a natural dynamic vision, but in the short period of time after he lost the Kanto competition and the end of the youth selection training, he suddenly possessed such concentration and endurance. It is entirely his own The result of exercise. Based on this persistent spirit, I think he is more noteworthy."

"It's because he has this persistent spirit that he can move forward with a higher goal, right?" Coach Huacun raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Exchange venues.

Qian Shi slumped on the chair, lowered his head and panted.

Tezuka put the water glass by his hand: "Are you all right, Sengoku?"

"Ah, no problem. Don't worry." Qian Shi, who was covered by the towel, clearly smiled.It was difficult for him to maintain a steady voice, but his fighting spirit remained undiminished.

Me, I don't want to lose again!

Especially this kind of stupid guy like an orangutan!

Who has the physical strength to persevere to the end... Let me prove it to you!

Standing up again, Qianshi held the racket firmly.

He refused the water Tezuka offered him, and adjusted his breath and steps as he walked to the field.

Still Bobby's match point.

At this time, Qianshi's intentions became more and more obvious.

Not attacking, just...using precise ball control and skills to mobilize the opponent's running range in a large range; adjusting one's posture so that the power on the ball is shared by the whole body to reduce physical exertion; and...

Even if it's completely slow paced the pace is constantly changing!

Sorry, I'll let you kill yourself!

After turning the racket half a circle, Qianshi lightly raised his hand, and it was a short ball.

Bobby, who had just hit the ball from the backcourt, was out of breath and ran to the frontcourt. He managed to catch the ball, and before he could adjust his posture, he swung his racket vigorously.

"Out! Gamewonby Thousand Stones, 5-5!"

tied.

In this way, there are at least two rounds left!

Bobby, who couldn't believe the result, couldn't help shouting: "Youbust!"

He turned his head and took two steps in the direction of the referee: "I'llgottolosegames! Cause on yourgotten judgment! Why! Youareso..."

The referee couldn't react under his ferocious expression.

Just when Bobby was about to go forward, Coach Bega hugged his arm in time: "Stop! Stopit!"

"No! No!"

"Calm down, are you going to make the same mistakes again?" Coach Bega said.

Bobby, who recalled the past because of this sentence, was stunned.

He remembered the accusations from his teammates when he was still on the football field.

"Hey Bobby, look at this, we're banned again because of you! What kind of sport do you want to play next? There's no use going anywhere! This school doesn't need a plague god like you! "

Every time I can't control my temper so that I conflict with the referee or fight with the opponent...

Is it really my fault? !

Tennis... is my last resort!

Exhaling a breath, Bobby returned to the bottom line with a snort.

The score of the sixth game has been hovering between 30-40 and DEUCE.

The result of one ball for you and one ball for me is that no one can get the end point.

Whoever loses concentration first is one step behind...?

The temperature of the sun gradually dropped, and this kind of competition made everyone in the preparation area feel heavy.

10 minutes, 10 minutes two, 10 minutes three...

An hour, two hours...

Finally, Qianshi, who could hardly raise his arm, barely swung the racket. The tennis ball did not pass the net as he wished, but hit the middle net.

Uh...is it a little bit worse...

I can no longer fully control the technique.

As he thought about it, his eyes began to blur.

"Gamewonby Max, 6-5!"

But I didn't admit defeat... There's still one round to go!

If the game is tied six to six...then there will be a tie-break!

To say the outcome...it's still very early!

This time, Bobby couldn't eat any more bananas during the brief break between the venues.

The peeled banana fell out of his hand and fell on the chair.

He froze for a moment, knowing that he...had finally reached his limit.

In the last round, Bobby exploded with strength beyond imagination.He couldn't last any longer, and he had to win the game no matter what!

And Qianshi, who tried his best to defend, showed a tenacious defensive power that surprised everyone.

Only Qianshi himself knew that his physical strength had reached its limit.However, the guy opposite... Isn't he overdrawn? !

I definitely can't lose!

……not good!

The exhaustion of his physical strength caused him to stagger a bit while running, and after finally adjusting, Qianshi stretched his right hand to barely catch the tennis ball, and this ball became a lob because of it.

Oops!

He supported the ground and turned his head, watching Bobby jumping high and swinging his racket vigorously!

...lost?

"Touch the net! DUECE!"

Bobby, who was unable to control his movements due to the loss of physical strength during the fall, smashed the racket on the center net, which is undoubtedly a foul.So this ball not only failed to score but also returned to the see-saw at the end of the game?

"Lucky~" I said that God is also on my side.

Qianshi is in a good mood.

Back to the seesaw again.

This tug-of-war lasted for another ten minutes.

The hitting of two people who can hardly walk is already similar to the fixed-point hitting of beginners.Even so, swing the racket by willpower.

These two...

"Gamewonby Thousand Stones, 6-6!"

After all, it was Bobby, who was bigger in size, heavier in exercise and more fragile in psychology, and reached the double limit of physical strength and willpower first.His slapping hands stopped in mid-air, and his knees gave way and he fell to the ground.

Seeing his opponent fall to the ground, Qianshi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that he couldn't get any more energy from his body.

...Hey, hey, is it the end of today's Lucky?Come on, just seven more balls... seven more balls...

His vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.

"Since both players were unable to continue the match, the third single was counted as a tie."

In the end, Sengoku, who was supported by Tezuka and Sanada back to the waiting room, won the applause of the audience.

He couldn't even open his eyes, but his tone was still gentle as usual: "Sorry, I didn't win."

"No, you've already won." Sanada who was silent for a while and said such words made Tezuka couldn't help but look over in surprise.Ignoring Tezuka (who was always ridiculed) who was "heart and mind", Sanada looked ahead and his expression remained unchanged: "Take a good rest, physical exhaustion will cause great damage to the body, do you need to go to the infirmary?"

"Ah...the infirmary is unnecessary." Qianshi chuckled, "I didn't expect Sanada to say such things."

"Just put me on the chair. I want to watch the next game." Qian Shi said.

Why are you watching a game when you can't even keep your eyes open?

Slightly frowning, Sanada did not refute.

Since you don't want to go to the infirmary, just ask the medical staff to come over.Location is not an issue.he thought so.

On the court, the roster of singles three has been darkened.

What appeared on the screen was the list of the second singles.

The US team, Andrew Igley Jeff, and the Japanese Kanto youth selection team...Nio Masaharu.

"Is it my turn?" King Ren threw his braids behind him and stood up, "Pfft, the opponent's information... the staff?"

"Andrew Iglidev, known as a tennis machine, has never lost in an official game. This is the introduction on the official website, and I don't have more." Liu flipped through his notebook, raised his head and explained: "The United States I didn't watch the team's game video. To be honest, I don't think there is a need to watch it. Judging from the introduction, he is a technical player, so it doesn't matter to you, Nioh?"

Smiling, Niwang didn't answer.

He glanced at Kirihara, whose face suddenly changed, and lowered his voice slightly: "If the second singles is mine, the first singles will be you, and Chiya and Echizen will choose one of the three. Liu, what do you think?"

"Me?" Liu Dandan closed the notebook, "You reminded me, don't let Chiya cause any trouble in such a situation. From the current point of view, the order of appearance is very reasonable, and Coach Sakaki has thought it through carefully. , it’s better not to let Chi also increase his workload.”

Saying so, Liu walked to Kirihara's side.

"..." Hey, I said Liu, you are too self-conscious, right?

Moreover, Chi Ye is so strict...

It is Sanada who thinks that Akaya misses his past self so much that he unconsciously has an elder mentality, isn't it you?

As if defeated, Nio couldn't help but raised his hand and covered his forehead. When he looked up, he saw the smiles of Shinobu and Fuji who had been listening to the conversation.

They are all guys who like to watch the show...

Tsk, because of Chi Ye, most of them Li Hai have no face to lose~

Piyo~

The fierce scene of the singles three made the scene a little out of control. In order to adjust the audience's emotions and make the game go more smoothly, the organizer announced that the singles two will start 10 minutes later, so that the audience have time to solve personal problems, and also let the singles two Most players can do simple warm-up activities.

The medical staff in the preparation area were called by Sanada to check Sengoku who was lying on the chair. Nioh thought for a while and said hello, then ran to the seat in the inner corridor to adjust his mood.

On the surface it was fine, but Qian Shi's match made him a little excited.

The effect of watching it in the audience is different from the effect of watching it on the sidelines.

And the hazy scene in memory is also different from the scene I watched.

I……

Nioh raised his hand.

Excitement made his hands tremble slightly.

No, Nioh Masaharu, calm down.

Your tennis can only be played to the fullest when you are absolutely calm!

Exhaling a breath, Niwang suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

He turned his head vigilantly, and saw the annoying coach of the American team walking over.

"Mister Bega...?" He raised his head in surprise.

"Nioh-kun, can I sit next to you?" Coach Vega said with a formulaic smile.

"...Please." King Ni responded readily.

Coach Vega, who was stunned for a moment by such a straightforward answer, quickly recovered his formulaic smile.Sitting next to Nioh, he said: "I will come here at this moment to let Nioh-kun know something before the game."

"Let me?" King Ni raised the corners of his lips playfully, "What is it?"

"In this game, Andrew will win." Coach Bega said with a smile, "Is it surprising that you said that suddenly? I'm really sorry. However, after listening to Andrew's story, you can understand why I am like this said."

"Andrew's...story?" Nioh repeated.

Coach Bega took his reaction as curiosity, and continued: "That's right, it's the story of why he became a tennis player."

The stories coach Bega told were nothing more than ancient routines.

After the Berlin Wall was destroyed, Andrew, who came to the United States with his parents who pursued a stable life, lived a life of doing nothing and fighting like many immigrant teenagers.On a rainy night when he was beaten so hard that he couldn't stand up, he accidentally discovered the report of the club where coach Bega was located and decided to practice tennis.Andrew, who is not outstanding in talent but never wants to return to that kind of aimless life, has lived a training that is almost self-destructive.

Over.

"This is the man named Andrew." Coach Bega concluded, "Do you understand, Nioh-kun?"

"Why did Mr. Bega tell me this?" Nioh asked with a light smile.

"Ah, I just want you to know, Mr. Nioh, what kind of mood Andrew is attacking you. You will see hell, and I just let you know this in advance. This way at least you can be prepared to accept the pain Prepare. Then, I wish you peace." Coach Bega finally revealed the arrogance and disdain in his heart.

Looking at his back, King Ni blinked quietly, and finally bent down soundlessly, covering his stomach and laughing.

He laughed for a while before regaining his composure.

He raised his head, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Oh, what did you say saw hell?

It's just an ordinary story about a young man who didn't find his goal and struggled for his goal.

There are many people who have suffered more misfortunes in this world.

And, determined to...?

Heh, tennis player, which one has no determination?

I'm not a sympathetic person.

Facing this kind of opponent who makes people feel psychologically fragile...

Can't help but completely destroy him, too!

King Ni licked his lips: "Puff."