The new school year is gradually on track, and the new students in the tennis club have adapted to life in the tennis club.

The heavy daily training can no longer stop their enthusiasm, and they will no longer be unable to keep up with the progress of the old students as they did at the beginning.

The progress that is felt at all times makes these new students full of fighting spirit.

They trained very hard, and the whole tennis department was filled with vigorous energy.

It can be said that everything is going in a good direction, but....

There is still no one in this class who has the potential and qualifications to take over the places vacated by Hirota and Kono.

"It's really nerve-wracking!"

Kimuraji looked at the sky speechlessly, could it be that he wanted to raise a tall man in the shorty?

......

Weekend.

After lunch, Kimuraji put on his tennis ball bag.

Kimuraji is used to practicing every day, and it is uncomfortable not to practice for a day.

On weekends, he could go to school to practice in the tennis club, but that was too much trouble.

Kimura usually trains at a tennis school near his home.

Anyway, he doesn't have any requirements for training facilities and equipment now.

Coming to the tennis school with a good ride, as the owner of last year's national championship, he naturally knew Kimuraji.

For him, Kimuraji being able to practice here can be said to be an excellent publicity stunt, so he generously exempted Kimuraji from the fee.

Although there was not much money in the first place.

150 sets of half-squat jumps, 150 squats, 150 half-squat shoulder exercises, 100 rounds of wrist mechanics, 400 rounds of foot mechanics, 15 sets of sit-ups and push-ups....

A series of training programs may seem like self-mutilation to the average person, but this is just Kimura's daily training volume in the U-17 training camp.

After today's training volume, Kimuraji was already sweating, but he didn't care.

Then there are swings and batting practices waiting for him.

No one's success is casual, and Kimura's strength also comes from his hard training day after day.

Of course, the reward of the system is also part of it (manual funny).

Time passed slowly, and the sun gradually set.

Kimuraji put away his racket and prepared to go home.

"Well, these are these people!"

Kimuraji walked across a court and unexpectedly spotted a few familiar faces.

St. Rudolph's Kanyue!

and Yuta Fuji, the younger brother of Seigaku Fuji Shusuke.

"Are you playing a confrontation match?"

a flash of light flashed in Kimura's mind.

It is true that their Yamabuki Middle School tennis department did not have any good seedlings this year, but this does not mean that there are no other places.

If he remembers correctly, there are actually many good seedlings in the Tokyo area that can be absorbed into the tennis club of Yamabuki Middle School.

For example, Yuta Fuji in front of him, and Akira Kamio and Fubu Fukaji from Fudomine Middle School.

If he guessed correctly, now Kamio Akira and Ibu Shenji are suffering in Fudomine Middle School.

They won't have to wait until next year for Tachibana Yoshihira to transfer to Fudomine Middle School to usher in a new spring.

However, Kimuraji can save them from suffering with great mercy.

Anyway, they are all schools in Tokyo, so it's actually the same everywhere you study,

but let's see what Yuta Fuji's level is for now.

On the field, the confrontation between Fuji Yuta and Kangetsu is also coming to an end.

Although Fuji Yuta's strength seems okay in Kimuraji's opinion, he is obviously not an experienced Kangetsu opponent.

For a data-walking tennis type player at the beginning of the month, the immature Fuji Yuta even the leggings were seen through by him.

Bang!

Kan raised his hand and pumped, and the precise volley bounced out of the bottom corner.

"You are really strong, it is the first time besides my brother that I have lost so completely!"

It's not easy to have such strength at my own age.

And when he just played with the other party, he had a feeling of being seen through and was completely led by the other party's nose.

"Yuta, in fact, your half-volley is also very good, if your half-volley can be a little faster, a little harder, I can't parry. Guan

Yue shook hands with the young man in front of him with a smile on his face.

Guan Yue was really happy, he didn't expect that he just randomly found a tennis school today, intending to take someone to practice, and the result was that he met a good seedling.

He had to try to see if he could draw the other party to St. Rudolph.

Kangetsu, which aims to enter the national competition, has recently been wooing good players from all over the world at all costs.

He pulled a good doubles player, Jun Kisarazu, from the overlord Rokkaku Middle School in Chiba Prefecture, and recruited Shinya Yanagisawa from an obscure elementary school.

Coupled with St. Rudolph's original singles ace, Yoshiro Akasawa, Kangetsu is full of hope for this newly formed team.

However, he still needs to continue to strengthen the team, and the Yutai Fuji in front of him is a good choice.

As for how to coax the other party to come to St. Rudolph's view, there are already plans at the beginning of the month.

His data book contains the information of most of the masters of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, including the information of the genius Fujishusuke of the Youth Academy.

The information is very detailed, so detailed that he has all the information including Yuta.

To be honest, I will see Fuji here today, Yuta is even surprised to watch the beginning of the month.

But he soon realized his opportunity had come.

Yuta Fuji just wanted to prove himself and prove that he was not just the younger brother of the genius Fuji Shusuke.

Such a hot-blooded teenager is better deceived.

"Yuta, you are very talented. Staying in Qingxue will only make your talent go to waste. Guan

Yue's words seemed to have a trace of demagogic magic, and the flame in Yuta's heart was aroused.

Yes, staying in Qingxue will only waste his youth in vain.

Because of Yuta, he can't possibly play on the same team as his brother.

He didn't want to keep hearing people say that he was the younger brother of Qingxue Buji Shusuke.

He didn't want to live in his brother's shadow all the time.

In this way, leaving the youth school may be a very good choice.

Before his words could be spoken, a voice came from above their heads.

"That's right, Yuta, staying in Qingxue will only make your talent go to waste, so why not come to our Yamabuki Middle School?"

"Kimuraji!!"

Kanyue's face sank, as if a spoiler was about to appear.

"Kimuraji?!" Hearing

this, Yuta and Yanagisawa and the others looked at the figure coming down the stairs in amazement.

Is this Kimuraji, the head of the tennis department of Yamabuki Middle School

! Last year's national champion!

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