The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 39 Coincidence
Fuji smiled and looked at Kawamura, yes, Kawamura's karate-style tennis was exactly what Fuji suggested to him.

Originally, Fuji planned to teach Kawamura the training method of swing balls. Although he is not good at swing balls, a player of his level can understand this uncomplicated skill at a glance.

But the swing ball is a skill developed by Ishida Silver based on his own physical fitness, and it is only suitable for him personally.Kawamura is currently in the stage of rapidly growing his body, and he may have some sequelae if he touches the wave ball rashly.

So Fuji simply gave Kawamura a suggestion to try to integrate the karate he is good at into his tennis.

Sure enough, Kawamura did it.

"Burning!"

"Burning!"

Kawamura's blood was burning, and he played karate-style tennis more and more smoothly.

"Game, Kawamura, 30:0."

"Game, Kawamura, 1:1."

"Game, Kawamura, 3:1."

The enthusiastic Kawamura won three rounds in a blink of an eye.

"What's the matter, Gan, your strength should be more than that?"

Kawamura said loudly.

"Of course, it's just that Aaron's data has all been overturned, so it took me a little longer to rebuild the model."

Gan pushed his glasses and said lightly.

"Flying waterfall. Leaking the ground!"

Gan hit a waterfall again, and the tennis balls rushed to Kawamura like a torrent.

"It's the same no matter how many times you fight!"

Kawamura galloped out, swinging the racket with his right hand.

"The racket is tilted at 45 degrees, the ball speed is 180, the position should be here!"

He muttered in his dry mouth, and his feet kept moving.

boom!
The ball had just crossed the net and landed on the ground, and it was greeted by Gan who had been waiting there.

The racket was quickly swung out from the dry hand, and it firmly caught the flying tennis ball, and a huge hitting sound came from the contact position.

The ball was hit to Kawamura's left baseline, and Kawamura rushed out to catch the ball.

But he was prepared early, and scored directly with a precise diagonal kick.

It took three innings to overthrow Kawamura's original data and build a new model. Intelligence Tennis was revived again.

"Game, Yugan won this game, the score is 6:4."

As Fuji's voice fell, Yugan finally won.

"I don't want to play with a player like you again. It's just too painful."

Kawamura stretched out his hand and said helplessly.

Qian also stretched out his hand, and the two hands were tightly held together.

"I'll take it as if you're complimenting me!"

He said with a dry smile.

The game on the other end has long since ended, and even the second match between Kikumaru and Akutsu has come to an end.

Afterwards, everyone took a rare look at the beautiful scenery around them, and then boarded the bus that came to pick them up and returned to school.

I haven't been back to the tennis club for a long time, and I feel very cordial when I see everything in the tennis club.

After putting some odds and ends back in the tennis club, everyone went home. Tomorrow is Sunday, so it was a day off for everyone.

After all, after training for a week in a row, you have to relax and combine work with rest.

"I'm back!"

When Fuji returned home, he yelled into the house.

"Brother, are you back? Hurry up and play a game with me!"

Hearing Fuji's voice, Yuta rushed out of the house, took Fuji's hand and dragged him into the yard.

"Yuta! Your brother just came back, so you dragged him to play!"

Yumiko poked her head out angrily and scolded.

"It's okay, sister, if Yuta wants to play, I will play with him for a while."

Fuji said with a smile.

At the dinner table, Yuta was eating like a raging cloud, Fuji and Yumiko smiled and watched Yuta gobble it up.

Yumiko suddenly thought of something, got up and took out a ticket from her room.

"Zhou Zhu, this is the concert ticket someone gave me. I have to take care of Yuta tomorrow, so I will give it to you."

Although Fu Er is not an arty person, but my sister's intentions are not easy to refuse, and it happens that there is nothing to do tomorrow, so it is not bad to go to the concert.

The next day, Buer put on his own white shirt for a rare occasion, and took good care of his appearance.

We are human beings, and Fuji has never been to such a high-end concert.

Most of the people came in pairs of men and women, all dressed in formal attire, serious and unsmiling.

"Ugh!"

At the door of the concert hall, Buer put his hands in his pockets and couldn't help sighing.

As soon as he came to such a place, he regretted it a little.

A person like him is really not suitable to come to this kind of place.

"Isn't this the best? Are you coming to the concert too?"

Just when Bu Er was wandering in the sky, a familiar voice sounded from his ears.

Fuji turned his head and saw Atobe, who was also wearing a white shirt with the Hyotei logo embroidered on the left pocket, was looking at him,

"Oh, it's Atobe-san, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Bu Er said with a smile.

Atobe fiddled with his own bangs, and said, "I didn't get to play against you in the final of the Tokyo Grand Prix. I feel so regretful. How about it? Do you want to find a stadium for a match later?"

Fuji smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, I don't even bring a racket. Besides, this outfit doesn't look like I can play tennis."

Bu Er pointed to the clothes of the two of them.

Atobe smiled and said: "That's right, I was too impatient. Let's compete again in the Kanto competition. Then I will have to see your strength."

"Well, you are the best classmate, right?"

While the two were talking, another voice came from behind.

Looking back, he was a little surprised.

"I didn't expect Sanada-san to come to the concert."

The person who came was Genichiro Sanada from the High School Affiliated to Lihai University. Today, Sanada is not used to wearing a peaked cap. He is also wearing a white shirt with the school badge of Lihai University shining brightly on the collar.

Fuji did not expect to meet Sanada here, after all, in his impression, Sanada doesn't look like a person who likes music.

In his mind, shouldn't there be only tennis and kendo?
Just think of it.

"It's nothing, Fuji-san, is Tezuka alright?"

Sanada asked.

"Tezuka couldn't be better, is there something wrong, Sanada-san?"

Fuji was a little confused by Sanada, and didn't understand what he wanted to do.

"Please help me tell Tezuka that I was waiting for him in the third place in the singles during the Kanto Tournament."

Sanada said solemnly.

Fuji suddenly remembered that it seemed that Sanada should have suffered a disastrous defeat by Tezuka not long ago.

Fuji looked at Sanada with a smile, he was really a boy who refused to admit defeat.

"No problem, I will definitely bring it for you."

Seeing this, Atobe chuckled and said, "Hey, I'm talking about Sanada, Qing Xue is obviously my opponent, why are you joining in the fun?"

Sanada didn't pay any attention to Atobe's intentions, just glanced at him, saluted Fuji, and walked into the concert hall.

"What a gorgeous fellow!"

Sanada's behavior made Atobe's eyes slightly narrowed. It was unforgivable for Atobe to be ignored like this.

(End of this chapter)