Net King Returns to the First Generation

"Now begins the first singles match. Genichiro Sanada from Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School VS Keigo Atobe from Hyotei Gakuen. Please enter the field and prepare."

Sanada silently lifted the weight from his hands.

Starting from holding the racket, stretching the legs, stretching the muscles, relaxing the body, swinging the racket, and hitting the ball... While preparing myself for activities, I also put away all the distracting thoughts that are still deposited in my mind.

No matter how many disputes there were before, no matter how much pressure or emotion was on the heart, when standing on the tennis court, Sanada is the "emperor" on the court who makes countless people frightened!

The din in the venue gradually cooled down.

After a brief vacuum, the cheerleaders on both sides widened their eyes and began to organize large-scale support.

"Changsheng, Lihaida! Let'sgo! Let'sgo! Lihaida!"

"The winner is the Ice Emperor! The winner is the Ice Emperor! The winner is the Ice Emperor!"

Ninzuzu's game was not too difficult, and he was full of energy when he was sitting in the rest area.He put on his coat to avoid catching cold, and raised the corners of his lips: "Everyone did a good job. I gave our Atobe-sama a chance to play."

"Tsk, Li Haida's guys underestimated the enemy so much that they put Yukimura on the bench." Mingto folded his arms and sneered, "Then this match will be won by our Ice Emperor!"

Atobe came back to drink water after warming up, and just overheard their conversation.

He thought, why are our main candidates full of unreliable and unglamorous guys.Didn't you forget?With the current situation, even if he wins this game, according to the relationship between victory and defeat, a substitute game is needed to determine the winner.

And Li Haida's substitute... is Yukimura Seiichi.

Well, forget it, let them relax.

It's hard to endure without supervision.

Atobe glanced at the jubilant rest area again, put down the kettle with a soft snort and walked back into the arena.

——Even if the chance of the Bingdi wanting to win is very slim, but my uncle has always gone all out in the competition!

At that moment, Atobe's eyes were extremely sharp, piercing through countless differential factors in the air.

Sanada turned his head sideways as if feeling something, and looked at Atobe across the court from afar.

After a few seconds, the two looked away, but it was clear that the background behind them was on fire.

"The winner is Atobe! The winner is Atobe! The winner is Atobe!..."

As the referee's whistle sounded, Bingdi's cheerleaders changed their cheering words unanimously.The cheerleaders who have been taught by Atobe (cough cough) for a year have become quite popular, and their voices seem to overwhelm the support of Lihai's big cheerleaders.

Atobe walked into the stadium with the rhythm and cheers. He stopped at halftime, crossed his chest and raised his head, obviously in a gesture of enjoyment.

"The winner is Atobe! The winner is Atobe! The winner is Atobe!"

Snapped.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers above his head.

Suddenly quiet.

"The winner is me!"

The jacket that was torn off at will drew a graceful curve, and landed precisely in Huadi's arms who had been waiting at the side for a long time.

Everyone in the Ice Empress held the venue and cheered.

Sanada frowned, and walked up to the net amidst cheers: "It's almost there?"

"Ah, you're such a boring guy." Atobe flipped his hair casually, closed his eyes and enjoyed the cheers of the crowd for a while as if no one else was there, and then went forward to face Sanada face to face.

"Please advise." Sanada held out his hand.

"Ah, please advise me."

After the polite handshake ceremony, Atobe turned around and walked towards the bottom line, teasing in an unrepressed voice: "Are you really a junior high school student? You look really mature."

"Don't bother you!" Sanada pressed the brim of his hat hard.

At this time, Atobe was a true super-aggressive tennis player.

Practicing fencing and judo all the year round has given him undeniable aggression and vigor in every gesture, and his natural insight and intuition allow him to observe opponents from the perspective of a hunter at all times and capture every blind spot.

The Ice Empire, which only emerged a year later, was not without traces a year ago. It used fierce attacks to force the opponent to reveal its flaws, caught the flaws in time and used them. This is Atobe's tennis.

Sanada is also a truly aggressive tennis player.

But unlike Atobe, he has practiced kendo since he was a child, and standing on the court seems to be in a dojo.The spirit of Japanese Bushido is undoubtedly reflected in him.Go all out to face every ball and face the opponent with the most fierce posture.Would rather take the way of sacrificing oneself to kill the enemy.

The air of the emperor spontaneously arises.

The difference in education between the East and the West in terms of fighting spirit is particularly evident in these two people.

Atobe, who can calmly think about the most beneficial way even in the most passionate moments, and Sanada, who devotes himself to every game and burns his enthusiasm completely.

"It's really scary..." Yukimura sighed meaninglessly while sitting on the coach's bench, "These two people are really in harmony."

"Where is the co-production?" Nioh couldn't help showing dead fish eyes while lying on the armrest, "Yukimura, your angle of observing people has always been different from others, puff."

"Thank you for the compliment." Yukimura smiled.

No, I'm not complimenting you...

Nioh swallowed these words in his stomach.He watched the match between the beginning club and Sanada carefully with sideways eyes.

In the final of the Kanto Tournament in the second season of the previous Seiko, he had no memory of whether it was Sanada or Yukimura who faced Atobe.

Going back to the past will change the past, and going back to the past will not change the past. King Ni has always scoffed at such a choice.Treat all unexperienced lives as unfamiliar roads, and trek through them with your own abilities and choices. This is what you should do.Thinking too much and some not getting old are easy to get old, and Nioh always thinks that he will always be in adolescence.

What has been experienced so far must be completely different from the previous life.

The partner who joined the tennis club a year in advance had a huge impact on the structure of the tennis club at Lihai University.

Going forward, I joined the main election in the first grade, and the impact on Li Hai's performance list was so great that it was difficult to estimate.

Because of this, Kirihara in his previous life may not have experienced such a game, and it may not be the end of the game with abstention.Similarly, Sanada in his previous life probably didn't play this match with Atobe, so he achieved the doubles that surprised everyone in the Kanto youth selection competition in the second year...

These two people are not people who can use common sense to infer.

Thinking of this, King Ni smiled while pinching his pigtails.

On the field, Sanada has already resorted to "wind" and "fire".

Taking the initiative at the beginning of the game represented his attitude of attaching importance to Atobe.

And Atobe obviously enjoyed this attitude of attention. His upturned hair and flamboyant eyebrows and eyes were all stretched out, and his swinging movements were smooth and powerful: "Not bad, Sanada! Another shot!"

"Hmph!" Sanada snorted coldly.

"Those two people, the aura is too strong." Qian Shi, who was somewhere in the stands, put his hand on his forehead and let out a sigh of relief, "You are so handsome."

"They are Sanada and Atobe." From behind Qianshi, a deep and assertive voice sounded.

Qianshi turned his head in surprise, and said in surprise: "Eh?! Are you... Shiraku's, Tachibana-kun and Chitose-kun?" In the previous year's national competition, the first-year group of Shiraku middle school caught the eye with their doubles.

"Why did you come to Tokyo?!"

"This is a match between Li Kaidai and Ice Emperor." Chitose replied calmly behind Tachibana, "I thought I would not be able to catch up, but I didn't expect Li Kaidai and Ice Emperor to fight for so long. This is also good, I can see Sanada and Ji All the matches, it was a worthwhile trip."

"It's you, Senshi-kun, why are you here?" Chitose turned his head and raised his eyebrows, and he pointed to the team of Yamabuki who was sitting with Liujiao in the front row of the auditorium wearing their respective school uniforms: "Yes Instead of going to the best spectator seats, instead of going to such a high place, it’s really violent.”

"Hey hey." Qian Shi touched the back of his head and showed a warm smile, "Don't you think the air here is better? The view is also amazing~"

Chitose and Tachibana looked in the direction of Sengoku's finger, and saw the youthful smiling faces of the girls from Atobe's personal support team wearing short skirts in the back row of Hyodi's spectator seats.

So the two fell silent in unison.

The two people in the arena had no idea of ​​such a small episode that happened in the upper corner of the auditorium.

Xuan Jin, whose technical level was indistinguishable, played a tug-of-war with one ball after another.

Here, Sanada took Atobe's aggressive play style of taking cold shots from time to time, and there was nothing he could do about it. Over there, Atobe stopped in front of "Mountain" after dealing with "wind" and "fire".

The trick was sealed, and he couldn't use the "Waltz of Destruction".

But the solid basic skills and fierce momentum reflected in each ball are still full of Atobe's unique magnificence.

"1-0, wonby Sanada."

"1-1, Wonby Atobe."

"1-2, Wonby Atobe."

"2-2, wonby Sanada."

……

Both of them are full-court players, and there are subtle differences in terms of subdivision.Sanada is better at volleys and half-volleys in the frontcourt, while Atobe has perfect control of the long ball.

The two people with almost the same hand strength stretched the battle line longer and longer as they chased each other.

"Hey! You are really smelly and hard like a rock." Atobe gritted his teeth and once again had nothing to do with Sanada's "mountain".He habitually used his fingertips to skim over the position between the eyebrows, and he was well aware of the gap created by every muscle movement of Sanada while running.

Not enough, go faster... faster!

"Let's indulge in my master's beauty!"

It's a straight lash.

This kick was impeccable in terms of angle, strength and speed. Sanada snorted and hit a high ball, but he didn't worry about Atobe's "Waltz of Destruction" at all.

Use it, and then there will be a blind spot behind you!

Snapped!

Contrary to Sanada's expectations, Atobe did not use the "waltz of disillusionment", but a quick smash after the ball jumped slightly before reaching the highest point.

The tennis ball landed in the front court, and the bounce angle was far from Sanada's prediction, which was hard to make up.

"4-3, Wonby Atobe."

Sanada turned his head sideways to look at the rolling tennis ball that was gradually coming to a stop, and swung his racket vigorously.

"Ah, how about my master's beauty skills?" Atobe looked over teasingly.

"Stop playing lip service! The game is not over yet." Sanada frowned.

The two started running again, with Atobu's unconscious talk and Sanada's performance of wanting to ignore these talk but unknowingly becoming agitated.

"Oh, it's not good." Yukimura held his chin with his hand in deep thought, "I thought the previous incident had no effect on Genichiro, but it doesn't look like that."

"It has nothing to do with what happened before. It's obviously because the deputy minister can't suppress his temper." King Ren said.

Yukimura turned around in surprise: "You call him Vice Minister?"

"Ah?" King Ren blinked, "What's wrong?"

"You actually called him Vice Minister." Yukimura sighed, "It seems that the consequences of the dispute are more serious than I thought. What happened when Renji and I were away?"

"Nothing happened." It was Maori who answered, "He, he became excited only because of the minister of the other party. The feelings of the people on the field are completely different from those of the people off the field. We are sitting here to experience You don't feel like Sanada, do you?"

"That's true." Yukimura said, "It's time to teach Genichiro a lesson. There are people like Atobe in the world. It should have an impact on Genichiro's worldview, right? You still need to practice more."

Having come to a conclusion, Yukimura no longer clings to the topic.

He knew his young tame dye, and he said that before just to test King Ni, to see if the relationship between the two had deteriorated, rather than really thinking that way.With Sanada's character, he will never bring things outside the court to the game.

It seems that the relationship has not deteriorated, so he can rest assured.

Li Haida must not engage in internal strife.Sure enough, I still want to thank Senior Maori.

He turned around and continued to watch the game.

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

An hour, an hour and a half...

When the game finally reached the tie-break, it had lasted for more than two hours.

The two people on the field didn't seem to be too tired, which made many people watching the match sigh the extraordinary physical fitness of these two people.

What Atobe is best at is protracted battles (although he doesn’t like it himself), and Sanada’s physical strength is also an advantage that goes without saying.

At this point in the game, neither side could use any more energy-consuming tricks.

Needless to say, "Waltz of Destruction" was not used in this competition; "Fenglin Volcano" also gradually disappeared.

The collision of the auras of the two who are only relying on basic skills to play is not weaker than at the beginning.

"12-13"

"13-13"

"13-14"

……

Ball 49.Atobu gasps rely on the frequency of body swing to regularly relax and tighten the muscles of the whole body to adjust the state.He held the racket and the ball, his eyes burning.

Concentrating for more than two hours made his mind slightly dizzy, but his mind, which has been trained by mountains of documents and study materials, is obviously well adapted to such exhaustion.

He looked at Sanada on the opposite side, and rarely showed a hidden smile.

Sanada, you have exposed more flaws than before!

Uncle Ben's patience is indeed unrivaled!Finally... the time has come!

High-speed diagonal serve, the landing point is precisely pressed on the center line.This has attracted many people to exclaim, "At this time, there is still such concentration!".

Atobe quickly started to move after the ball was hit, and the eyes that caught Sanada's movement forcefully flew out the knife.

Half Volley!

Backhand lash!

Chance Ball!

not good!

After realizing that the ball was spinning beyond imagination, Sanada instinctively clenched the racket tightly, at least not letting the ball leave the racket face.The tennis ball bounces out of control and flies into the opponent's half court, a real chance ball.

Is it...

He stopped in a hurry, and at the same time as he was posing, he saw that the trace department had already jumped high.

pat.

The attitude shown for the first time in this game, and the racket that fell off the ground after Sanada waited for it.

Atobe's second jump is a height that many people can't imagine.

At this point in the game, does he still have such physical strength... How long ago did he start planning? !

Gritting his teeth, Sanada watched the tennis ball hit hard at his feet, and couldn't help but waved his fist.

"49-47, Wonby Atobe."

"Gamewonby Hyotei Gakuen, Keigo Atobe, 7-6."

Lost, unexpectedly.

Sanada bent down to pick up the racket, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Before he went to the net, the man who looked very unpleasant grabbed his right hand: "Very good game. How about it, are you intoxicated by the beauty of this uncle?"

This guy……

"Thank you for your advice!" Throwing down these four words coldly, Sanada shook Atobe's hand hastily, turned around and walked back to Lihai's rest area.

"Yukimura." Standing in front of Yukimura, he hesitated to speak.

"Well, if you have anything to say, let's talk after you think about it." Yukimura said softly.He stood up, took Sanada's hand and pushed him to sit on the coach's bench: "The game has dragged on for so long, it's really unexpected. However, I will not lose to the opponent's first-year student. Don't have such a heavy burden. Guilt. Come on for me."

"... Seichi." Sanada clenched his fists.

"What's the matter?" Yukimura tilted his head and laughed, "I don't have the idea of ​​'I am the only one who can defeat you', so you don't have to worry about me getting angry. Sanada, I don't need to remind you about the problems that have been going on for a while. Right? Only you can decide what kind of change this game can bring to you.”

"I understand." Sanada sighed.

He slowly let go of his fist, took the kettle on the side of the chair and drank slowly.

"Minister really treats Sanada the best." Nioh narrowed his eyes and said behind him.

Yukimura raised one eyebrow and turned around: "Oh? Do you think so? Then come over and let me treat you too...huh?"

"No, no, no, then there's no need." Niwang hurriedly waved his hand, "You are busy, you are busy. Isn't there still a competition?"

Seeing Nioh's feigned fear, Yukimura couldn't help but laugh out loud.He sighed: "You."

If you want to comfort Sanada in such a way, it's no wonder the two of you can't get along anyway.

fortunately……

Yukimura picked up his racket and walked onto the court.

Fortunately, these companions of his are a group of good people who are well-measured and have the same goals and ideals.

After you go back, please advise Genichiro and King Ni to have a good talk.He understands the thoughts of the two of them.Although he was more inclined to Genichiro in his heart, he also understood Nioh and Liu's worries.

Communication is the only solution to bridge the gap.

And before that...

He has to settle the game first.

I didn't expect to be able to play as a substitute.

Now, the difference between singles one and substitute is really almost gone.

Yukimura thought so, and gathered the coat that was draped over his shoulders.