Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

"Played well."

Qin Xianshu nodded.

Then he also threw the ball into the air and assumed the same serving posture as Miura Yuko before.

"Now, it's mine."

Chapter 50 Sorry, you can really do whatever you want if you have talent

Talent or hard work, which one is more important?

——Efforts the day after tomorrow are equally important.

Most people will answer this politely.

This seems to be a smooth rhetoric that no one can offend, but in fact it has tacitly acknowledged that talent is more important to some extent.

To give the simplest example, a globally popular e-sports online game like League of Legends CSGO has many loyal and enthusiastic players, many of whom are still in school.

It can even be said that there are many people who abandon their studies and indulge in it.

But in the end, there are only a few people who can stand on the field and leave their names in the history of the game.

Everyone has put in a lot of effort, but some can become top players, while some may only be a passerby, playing in entertainment games in the live broadcast room.

Some of them can't even abuse food, and they will be a shameful black iron for the rest of their lives...or put out plastic.

In such a comparison, the gap caused by talent is immediately reflected.

In just 10 minutes, Qin Shanshu told everyone on the tennis court what it means to be talented and really do whatever you want.

He went from being unable to catch Miura Yuko's casual spin serve to no matter how the opponent hits the ball, he can hit it back exactly as it is or even with an enhanced version.

The score also changed from a fierce competition at the beginning to a gradually one-sided trend.

If they were playing basketball instead of tennis at this time, then he would be a high-matched Kise Ryota, and the only difference between him and the God of War of the Qiao family is "Yeah, yeah, he has the same type of tennis style as me."

Although Miura Yuko was once on the junior high school tennis team, she only knew a few skills.

When all the moves are used up, what awaits her is ruthless killing.

As for Yuigahama Yui, she seemed to have been standing in the back half of the field from the very beginning. Not to mention moving her position, she never even swung the racket once.

She just watched Qin Sanshu carrying various tricks in front of the audience, as if he was kicked out of the arena and returned to the audience seats.

"Match point!"

Another ball bounced away from Miura Yuko at lightning speed, and Totsuka Ayaka, who was sitting on the referee's chair, blew his whistle and announced loudly.

At this time, Hayama Hayato and Miura Yuko were out of breath.

They went from letting loose at the beginning, to getting serious, and then going all out. However, they still couldn't win, and the gap became wider and wider.

In comparison, although Qin Sanshu was a little out of breath, he was obviously much more calm.

Of course, given the weather at noon in early summer, sweating from such a high-intensity exercise was definitely inevitable, especially when he was one against two.

Sweat soaked his back, and his shirt was sucked to his skin, vaguely depicting beautiful muscle lines, which made Yuigahama Yui, who was standing behind, blush a little and feel her heartbeat.

No, no, no, you have to be reserved, you have to be reserved...

The girl kept hypnotizing herself in her mind.

"Okay, then it's the last ball."

Qin Ushu's words in an understatement made Hayama Hayato and Miura Yuko on the other side suddenly feel tense.

Losing the game was the second priority. They originally came here to play tennis while they were free to kill time, especially now that their physical strength was almost exhausted. If it were normal at this time, it would be almost time to get off the court and rest.

It’s just that I can’t hold onto my face to some extent.

After all, they were the ones who came after them, so they didn't have the upper hand logically. As a result, they were involved in some kind of field competition, and now they were beaten so hard that they didn't even recognize them at my grandma's house.

Even if they are good friends, they will still feel a little unhappy if they lose in the Imperial City PK.

What's more, they are just classmates with whom we have a good relationship, and we don't see each other without looking up.

If I had known better, I wouldn’t have forced myself to play tennis...

Miura Yuko couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

But Qin Xianshu had already held the ball in his hand and was about to throw it up.

Hayama Hayato put on a serious posture and prepared to defend with all his strength, but when he saw the opponent suddenly stopped moving, he put the ball down.

"By the way, Yuko Hayama, are you going to continue fighting after this fight?"

"……what?"

"what?"

The sudden turn of events left the two of them unable to react for a moment.

Qin Xianshu exhaled slowly.

"I mean, if you continue to play, then you can continue to practice with Totsuka. Anyway, we are here to practice tennis with him today."

"But if you don't want to fight, then let's change the team to practice with Totsuka."

"I won't fight anymore anyway, I'm tired."

"So, after this fight, are you ready to fight again?"

"..."

"..."

Both Hayama Hayabusa and Miura Yuko have high emotional intelligence. How can they not react when they are talking about this?

In fact, from the moment Qin Xianshu accepted the challenge, everything was under his control.

It doesn't matter if they lose at the beginning, or they can gradually equalize later on, and then be completely crushed in the end.

Everything is based on Qin Xianshu's accurate prediction and his own super talent.

The ultimate goal is to ask this question so that they can step down.

"Forget what I said." Miura Yuko tossed her hair, "To be honest, I'm tired after fighting for so long. I'm going to rest after the fight. Let's replace it with someone else."

"Me too." Hayama Hayato smiled.

"Okay~! Then I'll get a spot first! Count me in later!" Tobe Xiang picked up the words at the right time.

Then he turned to a girl next to him who looked quiet and wearing glasses.

"By the way, Ebina, do you want to join us later?"

"Well... I'd better forget it. I'll let you guys fight." The girl named Ebina smiled politely.

The next second, a thick arm hooked Tobe Xiang's neck from behind.

It is Yamato.

"Come on, Tobe, just stay with me!"

"Oh, that's okay, that's okay..."

Sho Tobe, who was determined to form a team with his good friend, suddenly lost interest and even felt a little disgusted.

And just as they were discussing who would be in the next round, Qin Xianshu had already swung the ball, and the momentum of the serve was like thunder. The yellow-green tennis ball turned into a leaping light, and it was as fast as lightning. Passed through the defensive formation formed by Hayama Hayato and Miura Yuko.

lore.

"Okay, let's change people."

Qin Sanshu yelled and walked off the field, threw the racket in his hand back to Totsuka Ayaka, and returned to sit under the shade of the tree.

As soon as he sat down, Yukinoshita Yukino, who was leaning against the tree trunk next to him, immediately spoke.

"Have you really never played tennis?"

"It's absolutely true. I've never done it before. This is the first time I've fought it myself."

Qin Xianshu carelessly unbuttoned a button of his shirt, pulled the collar and shook the shirt quickly to allow the air to flow more smoothly under the clothes.

Such an action also made Yukinoshita Yukino quickly retract his gaze.

"But I see that the standard and smoothness of your movements are not what a novice who has never played tennis should have..."

"This is very simple, and you will learn it if you read it too much. It is better to say that I have been like this before, no matter what, I only need to read it once to learn it." Qin Ushu wrote lightly, "Unless it is really difficult."

"Are you a Saiyan?" Hikigaya Hachiman couldn't help complaining.

"Huh? Saiyan? Shouldn't it be Frieza?" Qin Ushu stopped what he was doing and looked at the former strangely.

"Fliza?"

"In the original version of Dragon Ball, Frieza never practiced properly since he was a child, and his ability to compete with Chao [-] depends on his natural strength. However, Sun Wukong practiced training since he was a child, and finally sacrificed a Krillin to finally succeed. Killed Frieza."

"As for the future, Son Goku continued to practice until his granddaughter grew up and gathered the power of five Saiyans before he finally became a Super Saiyan God. Frieza trained seriously for a few months and was able to compete with the Super Saiyan God."

"So theoretically, if Frieza, like Son Goku, had started practicing seriously since birth instead of being obsessed with real estate, he would have punched and kicked the God of Destruction long ago."

Chapter 51 God of War Mashiro charges 80.00%

This rotating tennis match lasted from noon to the end of school.

There was no expected embarrassing situation where people who wanted to play did not get a chance and people on the field refused to come down. Especially after the conversation started, everyone behaved very politely and humbly.

Basically, Totsuka Ayaka is the core. When he is tired, he will leave the field to rest for a while. When he sees that he is almost rested, he will take the initiative to replace him and let him play again.

Overall the atmosphere is pretty good.

Qin Ushu has never played again except for the game where he single-handedly defeated Hayama Hayato and Miura Yuko. Instead, he played twice more than Kitaya Hachiman.

Of course, this is all after everyone is almost tired and no one else wants to play for the time being.

It's not that he is a dedicated person who can bravely stand up when no one else wants to.

Just judging from his expression, Qin Ushu found that this guy seemed to enjoy playing with Totsuka Ayaka.

Huh?Is there something wrong?

"Then that's it for today, let's disperse and be careful on the way back!"

In the classroom filled with the red glow of the sunset, Hiratsuka Shizu went out and left after hastily announcing that school was over.

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became lively. Many students who had packed their schoolbags early stood up from their seats with their bags on their backs, gathering their friends and preparing to go to the snack bar near the school. A meal.

It was also mixed with Tobe Sho's desperate wailing.

From what I heard, it was probably because I was so excited about playing tennis at noon that I skipped class for half the afternoon, and even got called out by the teacher.

Hey~

Qin Xianshu belongs to the category of lonely legends, that is, the kind who goes to school alone and leaves school alone.

At least...he used to be.

Walking out of the classroom, Shiina Mashiro was already waiting outside the door.

She is a student in the Art Department. The Art Department's score requirements for assessment subjects such as mathematics, physics, and chemistry are not very high. Basically, passing is enough. The main test is art.

For a world-class painter, the teaching content of Sobu High School's Fine Arts Department is as simple as asking a postdoctoral fellow to teach one plus one equals two in kindergarten.

If she wanted to, she could be like Qin Sanshu and not even have to go to class.

So even though the school dismissal time is the same, she can always wait at the classroom door early every day.

"Going back." She said softly.

"Well, let's go."

Qin Xianshu nodded to her as usual, and then walked forward.

Shiina Mashiro followed behind him.

At first glance, this scene really smelled of rotten dog food.

It's just that the smell of dog food only lasted less than ten meters before it was instantly dispersed.

At the stairway of the teaching building, Yukiko had already changed into a Sobu High student uniform. She was holding several packages in her hands, which seemed to contain school uniforms from other seasons.

Seeing the two people coming towards each other, she raised a perfect smile on her lips.