Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 30 The regional preliminaries are coming
  Today is a special day.

It is not only the day when the main players of the tennis club finish their special training, but also the day when registration applications are submitted for the regional qualifiers.

In the principal's office.

Mizushima Masako was processing the documents, while Yuuki Satoru was waiting aside.

Several forms filled with information about the official members of the tennis club were placed on the tan desk.

The header of the form clearly says [regional qualifying competition registration form].

"Ah ha."

Masako Mizushima straightened up from the pile of documents, breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his head and shrugged to relieve his stiff muscles.

Then he picked up the registration form on the table, glanced at it briefly, and then looked at Yuki Satoru with a scrutinizing look.

"Are you confident that you can make it to the metropolitan competition?"

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Without waiting for Yuuki Satoru to answer, he continued.

“Although I have just come to Fudo Peak, I am aware of Fudo Peak’s past results.

If you can't even enter the competition.
  Ha~ I think it would be better not to participate.

What do you think, Yuuki-san? "

After speaking, Mizushima Shojo put the registration form aside casually, leaned back, raised his right leg and crossed his legs comfortably, and at the same time picked up a blue document to process.

After opening the file, completely cover your face.

With this attitude, he didn't seem to care about Yuuki Satoru's answer at all, and it was clear that he didn't want to agree to sign up.

For a moment, the atmosphere became silent.

The new journey of Fudomine Tennis Club seems to be over before it even begins.

But Yuki Satoru was not anxious because of this. He silently looked at the back of the desk.

There is a mirror there, and the scene is reflected from this angle.
  Behind the blue file, a tennis magazine was opened by Masaho Mizushima.

I don't know what he saw. He grinned in silent joy, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his wrinkles squeezed into old chrysanthemums.

And all of this is exposed in the mirror.

Seeing this suffocating scene, Yuki Satoru couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

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This guy's style
  Is it natural?
  The image of the majestic principal at the opening ceremony was instantly shattered in Yuuki Satoru's heart.

Chila
  The registration form was handed to Masaho Mizushima again.

Mizushima Masako heard the sound of paper and promptly put down the document in his hand that was covering his expression. His expression quickly changed and he became serious instantly.

Cold! majesty! It's so cold!
  ‘Humph, I really want to insist on participating in the competition. It seems that I am quite confident!

As long as your performance in the capital competition is not too bad, then I have a greater chance of inviting old classmates to come to Fudong Peak. ’

He took the form from Yuki Satoru's hand again, his thoughts going through his mind a thousand times, but his expression remained as cold as ever.

"Principal, the tennis club is different now."

Yuki Satoru's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a serious tone.

"We have absolute confidence to reach the Tokyo Metropolitan Championships and Kanto University"

"That's enough, that's enough."

Hearing the words about the Kanto Tournament coming out, Mizushima Masako quickly waved his hand to interrupt Yuuki Satoru's declaration.

"As long as you are confident that you can enter the Metropolitan Competition, as for the Kanto Competition?
  I think I understand the situation at Fudo Peak.

You don't need to put so much pressure on yourself and set some impossible goals. "

"Yes."

Yuki Satoru didn't refute, he just lamented that the principal had so many psychological dramas.

"I will submit the registration form. You can go back first."

Mizushima Masako waved his hand.

"Close the door on your way out."

"Thank you, principal." Yuki Satoru bowed his thanks, then turned and left.

Before closing the door, he pointed back at the desk and whispered a reminder.

"Principal Mizushima, actually
  There's a mirror! "

Mizushima Masako's expression was stunned.

pat!

Before he could react, Yuuki Satoru closed the door and walked out.

At first there was no sound. After a brief moment of dead silence, a wailing sound of toes touching the ground came from the office.

Yuki Satoru leaned against the corridor wall quietly, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"What an interesting principal."

tennis court.

Since the special training, it was a rare gathering of all the official members of the tennis club.

Kyosuke Uchimura and Tatsutori Mori, Masaya Sakurai and Toshiharu Peace.

The two of them were playing doubles.

Compared with more than half a month ago, they seemed to have changed little, but also seemed to have undergone a lot of changes.

Yamato Masato rubbed his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while.

I just feel that the two of them are very natural and harmonious.

There is a word that I am about to say, but I don’t know where to start.

Bang!
  At this time, a roar came from the stadium next door, and Yamato Masato quickly looked around.

The yellow beam exuding an astonishing aura penetrated the stadium, and this ferocious momentum made people fearful just by looking at it.

"Is this Ishida Tetsu's wave ball?" Yamato Masato asked in surprise.

"No, this is much better than the fluctuating ball in the trial!

A tennis ball like this will kill you if you hit it on your body."

咻咻 咻 ~
  When Yamato Masato was shocked by its power, a light blue racket suddenly appeared.

The racket was swung out sharply, and the moment it touched the tennis ball, the racket surface quickly changed its angle.

boom!
  The racket strings came into contact with the surface of the tennis ball one by one, quietly and easily resolving this terrifying wave of tricks, and accurately returned the tennis ball to Ishida Tetsu's court.

The owner of this racket is Itake Fukaji.

The skills he learned from Coach Lin have been fully integrated into his tennis.

Use cutting skills and the power of rotation to eliminate the power of the incoming ball.

"drink!"

Seeing the wave ball being hit back, Ishida Tetsu wasn't angry, and there seemed to be flames rising in his eyes.

The muscles suddenly bulged one by one, and the skin seemed to be faintly red.

"This is the flame of youth!"

After special training called "self-discipline", Tetsu Ishida would occasionally subconsciously call out Coach Koyanagi's chuunibi habit.

But compared to the improvement of one's own strength, these seem less important.

"Wave ball, two hits in a row!"

Bang!
  Without any stagnation, the second fluctuating ball continued to be played.

call out--

Itake Fukaji's racket sliced ​​away, the ball and the racket touched, and the violent fluctuations of the tennis ball just melted into the racket surface.

Bang!
  Wave ball, three consecutive hits!
  Bang!
  Wave ball, five hits in a row!
  Bang!
  Wave ball, seven consecutive hits!
  There were explosions on the court, but Ibu Fukaji could not break through his defense. He completely neutralized the power of the wave ball.

boom!
  The tennis ball finally flew out from Ishida Tetsu's feet.

"Huchi. Huchi"

Ishida Tetsu bent down and propped up his knees, unable to move at all.

Although the limit of the wave ball has been reduced a lot, hitting seven wave balls in a row is already close to the limit.

Of course, he will definitely not be so messy in official games.

As long as he controls the frequency of using the wave ball, he can play the entire game.

"Fukaji, you are indeed very powerful."

Ishida Tiexin was impressed. The old god connected seven wave balls on the ground. This is not something that everyone can do.

Apart from Ibu Fukaji in front of him, Yuki-senpai is the only one on the team.

After resting for a while, Ishida Tetsu came over and walked onto the court again.

"Come again!"

On the court, Yamato Masato was stunned by the game of the main players.

He was stunned, and then his eyes gradually lit up.

"It's different
  Fudoho is really strong now! "

(End of this chapter)