Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

"Singles three, Hyotei Kamishiro Ao vs Yamabuki Sengoku Kiyosumi."

Tomoka excitedly pulled Ryūzaki Sakurano's arm and shouted:

"Sakurano, it's time for the Kami-sama competition!"

But under the calls of Hyotei's many support groups, it was not too obvious.

Although Ryūzaki Sakurano was also very excited, with so many people present, she really couldn't do it like Tomoka.

Kamidai Aoi sat up from his seat.

There are reasonable explanations for the tennis killings in this world, but Sengoku Kiyosumi's luck cannot be explained.

Kamishiro Aoi wanted to see if Sengoku Kiyosumi's luck was really so magical.

Hyotei's cheerleaders cheered.

"The gods will win, the gods will win!"

The deafening shouts and screams made Yamabuki's people cover their ears.

Muromachi Juji: "Who is this guy? Why are people in Hyotei so excited?"

Dongfang Masami: "Don't worry, Hyotei likes to make a fuss over superficial things like this."

The two came to the net.

Sengoku Kiyosumi grabbed the racquet string and complained:

"It's really unfortunate. I drew three singles. I thought I could fight against Hyotei's director Atobe Keigo, but I didn't expect Hyotei to put him in the doubles. Oh, it's really unfortunate."

Kamishiro Aoi looked at Sengoku Kiyosumi with a smile.

"I'm really sorry that I didn't let you meet Atobe."

Sengoku Kiyosumi scratched his head.

"Sorry, sorry, that's not what I meant."

Kamidai Aoi pressed the net racquet to the ground and turned it around suddenly.

"Lucky Qianshi, I have been admiring the name for a long time. I specifically asked the coach for the position of singles three. So, do you want to go up or down?"

Net The bottom of the racquet handle is the letter "M", just like the front and back of a coin, "M" means down and "W" means up.

Sengoku Kiyosumi's eyes narrowed, what does the three singles he specifically asked for mean?

Regardless of thinking about the meaning of Kamishiro Sang's words, Sengoku Kiyosumi made his own choice.

"Then I'll choose upwards."

Ten seconds later, the net racquet stopped spinning and fell to the ground, clearly "w".

Kamidai Ao was a little surprised. He could have used some skills in that move just now.

But the final result is still that Sengoku Kiyosumi won.

Interesting, really interesting.

"You are indeed a lucky Qianshi, and you are indeed worthy of your reputation. So, do you want to choose the serve game, or do you want the venue here?"

The smile on Kamishiro Ao's face grew stronger, and the look in his eyes that looked like he was staring at a toy made Sengoku Kiyosumi panic.

Atobe Keigo hugged his chest and gloated:

"That boy named Sengoku Kiyosumi is going to be in trouble."

Tomoka Kosakada is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, nor is she afraid when standing next to Atobe, who is a head taller than her.

"Senior, why do you say that the person from Yamabuki is going to be in bad luck?"

Atobe glanced at Tomoka.

"I remember you are from Seigaku, right?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you."

"Did you see Cang's expression?"

Tomoka nodded and took a sip.

"I saw it, Lord God is so handsome."

Atobe's face darkened. Did I ask you if he is handsome?

"Aoi's expression means that he is interested in that person named Sengoku Kiyosumi."

"It's not a good thing to be targeted by Ao. You'll know as you continue reading. I hope Yamabuki's one won't be screwed."

As he spoke, Atobe still had a frightened expression on his face, obviously remembering something bad.

Tomoka doesn't know why it's not a good thing to be targeted by God. She longed to be targeted by the gods.

In the field.

Sengoku Kiyosumi glanced at the sky.

"Today the northeast is my lucky direction, I want your field there."

Kamishiro Ao nodded and exchanged places with Sengoku Kiyosumi.

At the beginning of the game, Kamidai Ao casually served a ball.

Sengoku Kiyosumi's eyes clearly reflected the direction of the ball.

Not only does he have excellent dynamic vision, he also has a wider viewing angle than the average person.

No matter which direction the ball comes from, you can clearly see the trajectory of the ball.

He hit the ball back with one forehand swing.

But after the fight, Sengoku Kiyosumi was stunned.

Because in such a short moment, Kamishiro Aoi had already arrived at the net from the backcourt.

Looking at this, it seems that he is going to perform a volley in front of the net. With his current position, he basically cannot catch the ball.

"What's going on? How did that guy Hyotei get to the net?"

"Oops, Qianshi is going to lose points."

"Damn it, you underestimated this guy."

..

Everyone in Yamabuki felt their hearts twitch.

This match of singles three is crucial. If they lose, Yamabuki will stop in the semi-finals. But if they win, Hyotei will be left with two people who were originally doubles, and they still have hope of making a comeback.

A hint of amusement flashed at the corner of Kamishiro Aoi's mouth, and the Sengoku Kiyosumi luck test experiment officially began.

The sound god Dai Cang gently moved towards the incoming tennis ball.

The power and spin on the tennis ball disappeared without a trace in an instant, falling to the net and rolling on the net.

Everyone present had no time to think about why Kamishiro Ao hit such a ball.

All attention fell on the ball rolling on the net, trying to see which side it would land on.

The tennis ball rolling on the net lost its balance as the speed became slower and slower, and began to shake violently.

Finally, it fell on Kamishiro Ao's side.

"0-15"

Kamishiro Ao glanced at the tennis balls on the ground.

In order to obtain the most accurate experimental results, he did not use any extra force on this ball.

He didn't know where the ball would end up.

Sengoku Kiyosumi's luck is indeed interesting.

"Lucky, this morning's horoscope program said that today is my lucky day."

Sengoku Kiyosumi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it was his lucky day, his luck would not be bad.

"As expected of lucky Qianshi, you are so lucky."

"Is that kid stupid? Even if I could win a ball like this, he actually chopped it."

"In my opinion, Hyotei focuses all his strength on doubles, and he is just trying to make up for it."

.....

Kosakada Tomoka couldn't hear what these Yamabuki people said, and retorted with her hands on her hips:

"What do you know? Lord God is super powerful, okay? He'll knock that lucky Thousand Stones off his feet in a moment."

Ryūzaki Sakurano also looked at those people angrily and nodded uncontrollably.

The game continues.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, Kamidai Aoi hit a lob into the backcourt.

At this time, Sengoku Kiyosumi was still in the frontcourt and could not catch up with the ball.

I could only watch the ball slowly fall to the ground.

Just when the tennis ball was about to hit the ground, a gust of breeze blew by.

"out, 0-30"

Sengoku Kiyosumi wiped the sweat from his head.

"Lucky, I'm sorry Kamishiro-kun, I'm so lucky today, a gust of wind happened to come."

Kamishiro Aoi's smile became even thicker, and it could even be said that he was a little excited.

Holding the eighth angel in his hand, the hurricane knight controls the wind. He can clearly feel all the wind around him.

That lob, if nothing else goes wrong, can land right above the baseline.

The wind that just blew his tennis ball out was indeed just an accident, blowing to an accidental place at an accidental time.

"Luck is also a part of strength, Sengoku-san."

Seeing the playful smile on Kamishiro Aoi's face, Sengoku Kiyosumi felt an inexplicable pressure in her heart.

It was as if the points scored on both goals were under this person's control.

But then, Sengoku Kiyosumi shook his head again.

How could someone give up a safe way to score, knowing full well that they would lose points? I must be overthinking it.

——————-————-

The second update today, here are some flowers for the monthly ticket reviewers.