The Prince of Tennis Perfect Tennis

At this time, the referee's voice finally sounded: "The game is over, Bingdi Huadi Chonghong admits defeat, and the winner Qingxue Wei Yilin, congratulations to Qingxue for successfully qualifying for the semi-finals!"

The voice gradually fell, Wei Yilin walked out of the tennis court, and at the same time the cheers of the people in Qingxue, the congratulations of Ju Jiping and the people of Fudo Peak burst into his ears.

With a slight smile, Wei Yilin was also happy because of it.

On the other side of Yuci at the same time, the soft and beautiful boy Yukimura Jingshi led the Lihai public and left silently. When he left, he silently glanced at Wei Yilin who was surrounded by the crowd.

"Wei Yilin, look forward to a battle with you."

At the same time, the people of Sitianbao Temple also slowly left under the leadership of Baishi. The afternoon was their game against Fudo Peak, and they still had to make preparations for this.

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Chapter 19 Unexpected Visitors

In the afternoon, after finishing the day's trip, Wei Yilin finally walked home with Miss Liuli and Ju Xing.

It's just a little bit different from usual. Orange Xing, who is usually lively and cheerful, has no smile on her pretty face at this time. He lowered his head and silently followed Wei Yilin behind him, wondering what he was thinking.

Noting this situation, Wei Yilin could not help but slowed down until he walked side by side with Juxing.

"Xing, are you worried about your brother?"

Wei Yilin asked softly, thinking of the semi-finals between Fudo Peak and Sitianbao Temple that I watched just now, and my heart was a little inexplicably shocked.

It stands to reason that the strength of Fudo Peak is not weak, especially after the honed in the Kanto Contest. Compared with the first encounter with Qingxue, Fudo Peak is better than before. Is it stronger than a little bit?It can be said that the current Fudo Peak definitely has the strength to reach the semifinals.

But it was such a team that suffered a disastrous defeat when facing the little-known Sitianbao Temple.

Suppression, full suppression, Fudomine Kamio's speed, Ishida's power, and so on. All aspects of performance were completely suppressed by Shitenhoji, and even no one except Tachibana Yoshihei as the minister can. Persevere to play the entire game.

This situation was not only unexpected by Fu Dongfeng, but even the spectator Wei Yilin felt shocked.

Adding to the fact that the mysterious minister who has not yet shot Shiraishi Kuranosuke, known as the Bible, there is no doubt that Shitenbao Temple is definitely the biggest black horse in the national competition. Next week, Qingxue and the semi-finals will also Will definitely fall into an unprecedented bitter battle.

This is Wei Yilin's intuition, and under normal circumstances, his intuition is generally accurate.

However, now is not the time to consider these, Wei Yilin is more concerned about the condition of the orange apricot.

Seeing her depressed, Wei Yilin felt that he might be saddened by Fudongfeng's defeat.

However, Wei Yilin was obviously thinking too much. After hearing what he said, Ju Xing slowly raised his head and said, "I am a little worried about my brother, but my family and I are worried about the master."

"Worry about me?" Wei Yilin looked at Ju Xing in surprise, some wondering why he said so.

"Yeah!" When Wei Yilin watched like this, Ju Xing blushed and smiled embarrassedly: "Sitianbao Temple is so powerful, I am a little worried that the master will fall into a hard fight when meeting them... .."

Tang Xing didn't finish the following words, so he lowered her head shyly, but Wei Yilin had fully understood the meaning of Ju Xing, a little bit dumbfounded, but more felt warm.

Gently stroked Juxing's smooth short hair, Wei Yilin smiled and said, "Apricot, don't you believe in my strength?"

"Of course not, in my heart, the master is the strongest!" Ju Xing raised his head and said firmly, that looks like he believes in this even more than Wei Yilin himself.

With a helpless smile, Wei Yilin said: "If this is the case, why do you worry about me? I will definitely win the game next week."

When speaking the last sentence, Wei Yilin's voice was equally confident.

"Hmm!" He nodded his head heavily, and the smile returned to Juxing's face.

"Okay! Let's go home quickly! My sister called me, she has already prepared lunch for us!" Wei Yilin said, the steps underneath him also slowly speeded up.

There was nothing to say all the way, when Wei Yilin took the two back home, as expected, Zhi Sazhi was already sitting in the dining room waiting for them to return home.

After eating and watching TV with the three daughters for a while, Wei Yilin returned to his bedroom, but instead of going to bed immediately, he lay on the bedside, thinking about one thing.

He didn't forget that he had promised Kawamura to teach him the Gang style after the game, and it was tomorrow.

However, to teach Kawamura Gosana, it must be said that this is not a simple matter, because Gosana is not an ordinary tennis technique, but the product of the perfect integration of Tai Chi and tennis. This involves more than just swinging. The posture, angle, and other issues require special force skills, some special breathing methods, and even mobilization of body muscles, etc., which are very complicated, especially Kawamura doesn’t know Tai Chi, so happy to let him Learning this trick is not so difficult.

Thinking silently, before not knowing it, Wei Yilin gradually fell asleep.

But what he didn't know was that at this time, someone was talking about him with his information.

In a secret training base, a middle-aged-aged uncle who looks a little sloppy and full of beard faces three middle-aged people in their forties. One is dressed in a doctor's uniform and the other is dressed in a white suit. With long black hair reaching up to the shoulders, with a strand sliding down against his forehead, he is handsome, and the last one is completely a muscular man. Dao now does not forget to hold a dumbbell to exercise his muscles. He is holding a document in his hand, and the upper part of the document , Wei Yilin's photo is being clearly posted there.

This information was also held in the hands of the three middle-aged people.

"Look, how is this person?" The middle-aged and elderly uncle asked slowly, and he took a sip of a wine gourd in his hand.

"Well...Wei Yilin, fourteen years old, participated in the China semi-professional tennis competition, won the final championship, has the qualifications to enter the profession, and led the Youth Academy to the semi-finals of the national competition. Super peers’ strong tennis skills and perfect skills. He is indeed a very good genius boy. If he grows up, he will definitely be a very shining star, but the head coach, what did you give us his information for?" The middle-aged man in uniform asked seemingly gentle.

"I want him to join U17." Silently, the middle-aged uncle, known as the head coach, said such a sentence.

As soon as these words came out, the three middle-aged people suddenly frowned unhappy and the county town fell into silence.

After a long time, the personable middle-aged man finally broke the silence and said: "But the head coach, he is only a middle school student now, should we only need high school students for U17? Besides, he is still Chinese."

"What about Huaxia people? Such a genius should be kept in our island country. Nationality is not a problem. What's more, Huaxia has not participated in U17 competitions for a long time. If we invite him, we should not refuse. Wait for the national competition. After it's over, you can send him an invitation letter! That's it. As for the qualifications to join..." The central coach waved his hand and said: "There are some changes to the U17 game rules this year."

"What's the change?" Hearing this news, the three of them stood up in shock. U17 is a world-class event. Although it is restricted to high school students, there is no doubt that this kind of event is watched by the world. , The rules are naturally impossible to change casually, and once changed, it is a big deal.

"It's very simple. The contestants have changed from high school students to middle school students." The head coach smiled, took another sip of wine, and walked out the door leisurely.

"That's it!"

The three middle-aged people looked at each other tacitly, and then each went to do their own thing. Now that the qualifications for the competition have changed, they also need to make some preparations.

The next day, Wei Yilin got up early, doing simple exercises, and at the same time was waiting for the arrival of Hecun and others. He had already called them yesterday.

"Bangbang tie-!"

A knock on the door suddenly sounded, and Wei Yilin glanced at the time, seven o'clock.

"It's early!" Wei Yilin thought to himself, it seems that Kawamura still values ​​this matter very seriously.

But when he opened the door and saw the people standing outside the door, he couldn't help but was stunned.

Because at this moment, standing outside the door is neither Kawamura nor other Qingxue yelling about coming, but a person that Wei Yilin didn't expect at all, and was about to forget Echizen Nanako.

"Sister Nainazi, why are you here?" Wei Yilin was taken aback, but he quickly reacted and enthusiastically invited Nainazi into the house.

Standing behind Nanako and looking at Nanako's beautiful back, Wei Yilin felt a little complicated. Some past events could not help but appear in his mind, including of course he promised Nanako to teach her tennis...

"Ahem, Sister Nanako, is there anything you are here this time?" Sitting on the sofa, Wei Yilin felt a little restless under Nanako's beautiful gaze, and had nothing to say.

"I can't come if I don't have anything?" Nanako said leisurely. Although her voice was as gentle as she remembered, Wei Yilin felt like a needle on her back.