Net King Returns to the First Generation

Hiroshi Yagyu couldn't help sighing when he walked out of the golf club's office.

This morning, Lihai University officially had a holiday after announcing the ranking of the final exam.

However, the good result of ranking first in the grade did not make Yagyu happy.When he participated in the club activities of the golf club again, he finally no longer endured the demands of his seniors, but put down the application for resignation, and left the club office for the first time not long after the club activities ended.

When he came out, he stopped in his footsteps and sighed.

In his opinion, it is extremely disrespectful to show such obvious disappointment and sadness at the gate of the club office—but he really couldn't bear it anymore, and ruined his favorite sport like this. There is really no way to continue to stay in the society.

After making this decision, it was easier than he imagined.

And after spending a few minutes writing the application for resignation from the club, Liu Sheng walked out of the club office more easily than he thought.

At the end of the semester, the results of the final exams are announced, so quitting the club at this time is not considered a violation of the school's regulations, and it will not affect my election in the Student Association next semester.

As Yagyu thought about it, he remembered what Nioh from the class next door once said to him after class one day, "The tennis court is my battlefield" and "I hope it will be Yagyu-kun who fights together"...

So, go to the tennis club?

Yagyu looked at his watch, it was 45:[-] pm, the time for the club to end.

It's just that if Nioh is the main candidate, there should be additional training.

go find him.

When this thought came up, Liu Sheng was taken aback: I remember that I hated that white-haired guy very much at first?

When did you even remember that guy's words so firmly?

He thought about it again, friendship is such an elusive thing, and it is not very incomprehensible to become friends with a white-haired guy.

Besides, that guy has told him a lot of truth, and the occasional prank is not annoying, and he is the only one who cares about him so much by stepping on his bottom line.

Conversely, maybe the same is true.

Thinking of this, Liu Sheng gained a lot of balance.

He walked towards the tennis court without any hesitation, and he was already planning in his mind to take advantage of the summer vacation to pick up tennis, which he hadn't practiced very seriously.

The ordinary members of the tennis club have already left the campus in twos and threes, and the only ones who are still on the court are the main candidates and the reserve army who are interested in entering the main selection.Of course, if you want to stay and train together, that's fine too.It's just ordinary members. After daily training, they don't have much energy for additional training.

Marui and Kuwahara were only one step away from the reserve army of the main selection in the last main selection competition, so they also stayed.

When the results were announced in the morning, Marui was pleasantly surprised to find that his ranking was much higher than he thought.

The literature and history that he is good at naturally has good grades, and the science that he is not good at can be regarded as the middle class. The comprehensive ranking is actually ranked in the top 2000 of the grade-you know that there are more than 700 students in Lihai University, and there are [-] students in each grade. .

Hehe, that guy Nioh is quite interesting.

I stubbornly refused the "tutoring", that guy teased me a few times in innocuous places, or (on the surface) reluctantly gave him a question, it was more useful than I imagined!

When I think of Nioh, I think of the name that was high on the leaderboard in the morning.

He was third in grade, and he still couldn't understand how that guy got such a score in the exam.He got full marks in science, and if it wasn't for the literature and history class that was holding him back, that guy might have been the first in his grade... That would be a big event.

The Mediterranean teacher and class teacher might go crazy.

Marui wiped off his sweat, then turned his head to look at the two main selection courses next door.

The eight players who are being selected are doing half-court receiving practice.In teams of two, occupy one half of the field, while two other persons occupy the other half of the field.If the ball is hit to another group of courts, it is considered out.

Compared with the usual full-court training match, this kind of training looks easier from the field, but it is not.

The distance between the front and back fields is still the same, and the distance that can be moved left and right is reduced. From the direction of straight line movement, it is more difficult to judge.

And after carrying heavy loads and long-term high-volume training, it is necessary to ensure the accuracy of the landing point, which consumes a lot of energy.

Nioh was unlucky today, and got drawn into a team with Sanada.

He really doesn't have a shadow over Sanada, but to be honest, his skills are not comprehensive enough, he has weaknesses, and he has tough opponents.

And Sanada's type of tennis player happens to be the one he hates the most-strength, speed, physical strength, not a complete skill player or strength player.

Nioh is very tired.

His load was lighter than Sanada's at the beginning, and his physical limitations also made it harder for him to adapt to the load.

I just added weight a few days ago, and the efficiency of training dropped a lot.

Even in daily practice, Sanada has no habit of keeping his hands.

He also knows that he is the type of opponent Nioh is tough to deal with, and he also intends to get Nioh out of the game as soon as possible - you must know that he has been unhappy for a long time seeing Nioh's silver hair, braids, hunchback, and always running around in Group A. up!

Feng Linhuo, the profound meaning of kendo has begun to appear in his tennis ball, Sanada roared and hit the tennis ball hard.

His sweat sprinkled on the court, small drops, like the road after a light rain.

Renwang is still insisting.

He turned his wrist, and obviously he was about to lose his grip the moment the ball hit the racket, so he braced himself sideways, twisted more, and hit it back.

His left hand trembled slightly, and the practice of using strong rotation to resolve the force brought a lot of burden to his wrist. Fortunately, he practiced joint skills for several months, which was very helpful for the exercise of the muscle toughness of his wrist.

Glancing at Sanada, who was also sweating profusely and panting, Nioh licked his lower lip, trying to ignore the coolness brought by his deep panting.

He hesitated, and put his right hand on the racket.

After the final of the Kanto Competition, he quickly reflected on his attitude, and the psychological burden was relieved a lot, and the motivation and drive returned to him.

The recovery of ball skills, the enhancement of physical fitness, and the establishment of the muscular system... After changing the attitude that nothing is necessary during training, the effect of training has also been multiplied.

And the right hand.

Nioh is not a two-handed player, he is left-handed, and his dominant hand has always been left-handed.

But as someone who plays tennis with "phantom" and deceit, his cosplay is flawless.

There are more right-handed players in the world than left-handed players.

Nioh's original intention to train his right hand was just for cosplay. However, when he first tried to use his right hand to hit a high-intensity external spin serve on U17, the results were not good.

If, at that time, I can use my right hand to serve a zero-style serve, will the subsequent games not be so hard?

Unable to lift his left hand, his physical strength has reached its limit, so he can only lie on the court and use his eyes and mental strength to build synergy to help Atobe win the game.

That game has always been Nioh's most memorable game.

And the motivation and fighting spirit generated through that game is a rare setback education in his smooth sailing experience when he was young.

After the game, Nioh began to systematically train his right hand when he was temporarily unable to use his left hand due to medical advice.

Since his rebirth, his left and right hands are both powerful.Even though he is improving faster because he is left-handed, the combat power of his right hand is also steadily increasing.

He also had the idea of ​​​​becoming a real two-handed tennis player.

If you didn't do it in the previous life, you can't do it in this life, it's too useless.

I, Nioh Masaharu, a fraudster on the court, should have no limits!

Thinking of this, Nioh panted and stared at Sanada opposite.

Wow, that guy is tired too, he looks terrible out of breath.

Looking surprised?Even if I lost to you in the main selection competition, it's just that I haven't tried my best yet.

Nioh let go of his left hand, and the serve with his right hand was precisely pressed on the center line of the half court.

"Sanada-kun, don't be so surprised." He smiled, stopped and wrapped his fingers around the braid to hide the slight trembling of his left hand, "Pfft, I missed the ball."

"You...you use your right hand?" Sanada frowned.

"I never said that I can only use my left hand." Nioh grinned, showing a carnivore-like smile, "You're out~"

Sanada frowned even deeper.

He turned his head and saw that Aiba had also been eliminated from the training with Yukimura, and Morita and Mori, Yanagi and Aso were all in a stalemate.

...he was the second out.

"It's so slack!" He said to himself in a low voice, turned and left the half court, and went to the side to conduct additional penalty training for being out.

Nioh blinked, met Yukimura's gentle smile, and then realized that his speed seemed to be faster, and the current opponent is only Yukimura...

isn't it...

The corners of his mouth dropped down abruptly.

"Nio, do you need to rest for 10 minutes before continuing?" Yukimura turned the racket.

"Pfft..." King Ren took two deep breaths and shook his head lightly, "No need, let's start directly."

If you stop and rest, you may not be able to run.In fact, he has reached the limit of his physical strength.

No, how can you say limit, Nioh Masaharu, you have to remember that you have no limit.

Even Yukimura, you who came back after 20 years have no reason to lose!

He adjusted the grip of his right hand and repositioned himself.

And Yukimura also nodded, and said with a faint smile: "Well, I'm very interested in your right hand."

"You won't be disappointed," Nioh replied.

His expression was focused and dazzling. Under the setting sun, the light from those dark green eyes was breathtaking.

Yagyu saw all this from the sidelines, including Sanada's outburst and Nioh's counterattack.

It turned out that Nioh-kun looked like this on the court... He was obviously acting calmly, but he could feel full of seriousness and determination from the air.And the look in their eyes when they play...

Liu Sheng touched his chest.

Heart beating so fast.