Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

Tezuka Kunimitsu regained his composure.

After learning about each of his skills, it doesn't seem so surprising anymore.

All luck is based on strength.

This is what Kunimitsu Tezuka always believed in.

Whoosh! !

Boom——! !

"15-0"

……

Boom——! !

"2-1, Tezuka Kunimitsu wins this game!"

The referee announced.

Kunimitsu Tezuka once again won his serve game cleanly with four zero-type serves.

Although the injury on my right arm had started to hurt slightly.

But his expression remained calm.

"Senior, your arm is starting to hurt. How about just losing the game?"

Fujiwara Kai said this and hit the same net ball again.

This time.

Kunimitsu Tezuka appeared directly in front of the ball, his eyes fixed on the tennis ball.

A green light overflowed from him and surrounded him.

Perfection!

Whoosh! !

Kunimitsu Tezuka swung his racket and hit the tennis ball back easily.

"Perfect perfection?!"

Fujiwara Kai's eyes widened.

He understood [the ultimate of tempering] and [the ultimate of radiant talent] since he was a child.

I have already mastered two of the three secret doors of Wuwo Hall.

And the door that he had been unable to open suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the court. How could he not be frightened?

"It was so easy to hit my lucky ball back 533!"

"Because of the perfection of perfection, has your luck begun to change?"

Fujiwara Kai's face began to waver.

after that.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, who had merely unleashed his ultimate perfection, actually completely suppressed Fujiwara Kai.

Fujiwara Kai had no chance to fight back.

……

Twenty minutes later.

Boom——! !

"competition is over!"

"Tezuka Kunimitsu wins, 6-1."

The referee's voice was clearly heard by everyone around.

on the field.

Fujiwara Kai stood lost in the stadium, looking a little helpless.

"My arm was injured, and I couldn't even last 30 minutes using my right hand..."

"Is it true that the perfection of perfection has taken away all my luck?"

Fujiwara Kai muttered to himself.

"No, it has nothing to do with perfection."

A sudden sentence made Fujiwara Kai stunned for a moment.

look up.

Tezuka Kunimitsu was standing in front of him, looking at him firmly.

“You attribute everything you’ve accomplished so far, all the hard work you’ve put in, to luck.”

"It is because you are too obsessed with perfection that you cannot see the essence of things. Try to put luck behind you."

"You will be the backbone of the U-17 training camp."

After making some classic remarks, Kunimitsu Tezuka walked out of the stadium without looking back.

……

around the stadium.

The new members of the U-17 training camp were moved when they saw the defeated Fujiwara Kai.

One after another, we saw the world champion team perfectly defeat all the players on their No. 1 and No. 2 courts.

They couldn't be said to be shocked in their hearts, but they were already somewhat numb.

The only feeling that Chen Fan and his companions gave them was despair.

With some extremely high-level seniors standing in front of them, no matter how hard they try, they cannot surpass the aura of their predecessors.

"To my surprise...even Fujiwara Kai lost the game..."

"Is Fujiwara Kai the strongest player on Court No. 1?"

"The player that Tokugawa-senpai and Oni-senpai were most optimistic about actually lost?"

"Is this the strength of the players of the world's number one team... It's ridiculously strong!"

"Fujiwara Kai on Court 1 couldn't even last minutes? And that guy's arm was injured!! He used a backhand!"

"No. 4? It is said that a large part of their skills come from No. 1 Chen Fan!"

"What?! If that's really the case, how strong is No. 1 Chen Fan?!"

"That guy looks about our age, right? He might even be younger than us!"

The people around looked at Chen Fan who was dozing on the court with horror.

It was hard for them to imagine that this boy, who looked ordinary except for being a little handsome, had a tennis level that was so high that they would never be able to reach in their lifetime.

"There shouldn't be anyone left. No one can take the medals from us. Then, we'll leave all of them to Coach Mifune to distribute."

Yukimura Seiichi stood on the court with a calm expression and spoke slowly.

This sentence sounds fine, but it is full of sarcasm.

This hit the other people in the U-17 training camp hard.

Now it is a mockery of these players. There are so many of them, but no one can take away the medal that belongs to them.

No one dared to say a word, and no one could refute.

This is the fact.

Courts No. 1 and No. 2 were defeated in succession, and the three strongest members of the returning black jacket group were also badly beaten.

No one wants to embarrass themselves again.

The outcome has been decided.

This year's overseas expeditionary force is several times larger than last year's.

on the field.

A silence.

"It seems that there is really no one left, so let's go."

Yukimura Seiichi smiled slightly and turned around to wake up Chen Fan.

"Have a competition with me. (bccb)"

suddenly.

A voice came from behind.

Atobe Keigo and others looked up.

Kanata Irie walked in from outside the court.

"Irie? This competition should be for freshmen only. With your level, you can get the medal directly without having to compete."

Yukimura Seiichi smiled and reminded Irie Kanata.

As teammates who won the championship together, Kanata Irie and Jujiro Ki did not choose to join a professional club, nor were they invited by Babulu Academy.

They chose to stay in the U-17 training camp to provide more talents for the Sakura team that will compete in the world championship.

Yukimura Seiichi, Chen Fan and others all admired this point.

Able to give up his professional path and become a technical coach for the U-17 training camp.

It takes a lot of courage to do this.

"I know."

Irie Kanata smiled softly.

“This game is for myself.”

talking.

Irie Kanata looked at Chen Fan and Echizen Ryuga with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"I want to try and see what my current level is and how big the gap is between me and the rest of the world."

After hearing what Irie Kanata said, everyone was stunned.

Echizen Ryuya spoke slowly and pointed at Chen Fan who was sleeping.

"So, do you want to compete with me or him? Can you bear the consequences of the competition?"

Echizen Ryuga's voice contained a hint of teasing.

But he was telling the truth.

The consequences of competing with both of them are very serious.

At the very least, the player will be deprived of his football skills, and at the worst, his life may be in danger.

really.

Irie Kanata was really confused by this question from Echizen Ryuga.

"Pfft..."

Yukimura Seiichi on the side couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Don't be fooled by him, it's not that scary. I can control my talent now."

"I'm telling you that it's just that the two of them are too lazy and don't want to move."

Echizen Ryouga's plan was ruthlessly exposed. He smiled awkwardly, picked up the orange in his hand and took a bite with the skin and flesh intact, to ease the embarrassment.

"Huh..." After hearing the explanation, Irie Kanata breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly pointed the racket at Chen Fan who was dozing off, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Since we want to see where the gap between ourselves and the world is, then naturally we should choose the world's number one."

Snapped--! !

Chen Fan was roughly awakened by Echizen Ryuya. He opened his sleepy eyes, picked up the racket that was forced into his hands, and was pushed onto the court.