The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 1963 : Hyotei’s new selection

I haven’t touched tennis for more than a year. I only improved my tennis skills to the current situation within a few days of returning home. This is undoubtedly a genius, no, even stronger than a genius.

Sakura Taro looked at Zongshen, who was suppressed by heavy cannon serve and interception, so in this case, can you win?

Zongshen’s wrist is a little numb, which is the consequence of hardly receiving the ball that is not within his scope.

The other party’s heavy artillery serve is much stronger than he thought.

However, he will not lose.

Zongshen took a breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pressed Otori Cyotaroh who was bashu served on the opposite side tightly.

“Snapped”

Zongshen turned sideways in two steps, holding the racquet racket with one hand, staring at the slacking yellow tennis ball, swinging the racket–

“Snapped”

“Go back!” Mukahi Gakuto couldn’t help squeezing the mineral water’s hand tightly.

He has been listening to Atobe and Coach Sakura all the time. He didn’t feel surprised when he heard that Zongshen’s strength was not enough, only a sense of surprise.

However, he received Otori Cyotaroh’s interception, and the powerful impact is really capable of knocking racquet into the air. 25

He stared at the figure on court. “How did he do that ”

Atobe Keigo also watched the court tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was overusing his eyes.

Sakura Taro looked at him next to him, “If you don’t see it, forget it, then use the video tape to broadcast it back.”

After Atobe Keigo came with him, the tennis club had the habit of recording games, which also made it easier for many people to replay.

Atobe Keigo closed his eyes abruptly, and the figure in his mind slowed down again and again, but in the end he still didn’t see how the opponent made the interception back.

And with the interception being beaten back, the tie on both sides of the field was broken.

Otori Cyotaroh was crushed by extreme speed, and when he got to the back, he couldn’t directly receive Zongshen’s tennis ball.

The scoring card was turned over again and again, and the number next to the constantly turning scoring shot did not move once.

“Snapped”

“Hands Zongshen VS Otori Cyotaroh.”

“Shoujiasheng!

After a moment of silence, I don’t know who took the lead, and applause gradually broke out around him.

The applause joined together, they clapped vigorously, their faces flushed, and their eyes were shining as they watched the birth of the new king of Hyotei.

This was the first time that Zongshen heard his applause in Hyotei. He glanced at the crowd across the iron net. He was in a good mood and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Sure enough, the strong is king.

As long as they are strong, these people will follow him willingly.

Otori Cyotaroh did not leave without shaking hands with Zongshen like everyone else. He stood forward and shook hands with Zongshen seriously, then let out a sigh, “Welcome to Hyotei.”

“Yeah.” Zongshen glanced at Otori Cyotaroh, who was not confused and dissatisfied even though he was crushed all the way, reached out and patted his shoulder, warmly said: “You are very good, keep working hard, you will get stronger of.

Otori Cyotaroh flushed, “I will!”

The two separated, Otori Cyotaroh went to the coach’s bench, while Zongshen walked out carrying a tennis bag.

There is no class in the afternoon. He wants to go back to practice and take a bath to relax his muscles.

When playing with Otori Cyotaroh just now, his muscles were tight, and in order to catch the opponent’s ball without hurting his wrist, his arm muscles suffered a lot, so he had to go back and get a massage earlier.

The iron net door was opened, and Zongshen walked out. All the people standing in front of the door gave him the left and right sides. Seeing his eyes are full of fiery, the most of them is yearning, yearning for the strong.

None of them said a word, and silently watched the new King Hyotei leave.

“What?” Otori Cyotaroh frowned. “Will he be in any danger if he doesn’t have enough physical strength to catch my ball?”

Sakura Taro calmly said: “Don’t worry, he has to cherish his body more than outsiders. If he feels unwell, he may simply abandon the game.

Otori Cyotaroh pursed his lips and said nothing.

Atobe Keigo glanced at him and hummed in his chest, “Didn’t that fellow Zongshen pat you on the shoulder to talk to you? Does that seem to mind?”

“But me”

Before Otori Cyotaroh finished speaking, he was interrupted by Atobe Keigo: “If you encounter an enemy loss in the future, you still fight your own body injury to match, do you still have to pass one by one?”

Otori Cyotaroh’s face changed slightly, and he firmly said, “No, those are enemies and opponents.

“On the field, there are no friends.” Atobe Keigo looked at his gentle almond eyes with an unprecedented seriousness. “The respect that needs to be done most on the field is to go all out.

“You did it just now, and Zongshen encouraged you, didn’t you?”

Otori Cyotaroh was stunned for a moment, and then showed a dazed expression, “Yes, Mr. Atobe-senior is right!”

After Otori Cyotaroh left, Sakura Taro said, “When are you interested in working as a psychologist?”

“I’m not interested.” Atobe Keigo watched Kabaji Munehiro match with someone, staring in the air, “I just don’t want to lose a person.”

Otori Cyotaroh doesn’t have the kind of desire to win and lose in others. He is always gentle and clean. He is not playing for his own victory, but for the glory of Hyotei.

If he feels that he has hurt someone else by playing, can he stick to it so purely?

Atobe Keigo was not sure, so he spoke.

Anyway, that guy Zongshen won’t have any trouble. Later, he will watch the video carefully to see how Zongshen 477 slows down the power on tennis.

After watching Zongshen’s match, Akutagawa Jilang returned to his sleepiness and fell asleep on the ground.

Zongshen walked back after coming out of Hyotei.

He has been massaging his wrists on the road. He doesn’t want to overuse his wrists at a young age, which will cause occupational diseases in the future.

He went home all the way, and after eating and taking a bath, he continued the repetitive, boring training.

At this time, Hyotei is undergoing a fierce competition for the number of players.

This time everyone played hard and wanted to have the qualifications to enter the selected team.

They are like this, even more so for the original selection team.

“Snapped”

“Snapped”

“The following grams are on!”

“Snapped”

“Shhh-Shishido Ryoh, win!”

Mukahi Gakuto sat on a chair, with the soles of his feet facing each other on the ground, “Okay, it’s over.”

Oshitari Yuushi looked at Hiyoshi Wakashi’s lips and tried to hold his smile, “This is all right, little Hiyoshi Wakashi was pushed out of the alternate position.

Otori Cyotaroh looked there worriedly, but both of them were his friends. He seemed to say nothing was right, so he didn’t go over.

Hyotei’s selected players are: Zongshen, Atobe Keigo, Oshitari Yuushi, Mukahi Gakuto, Akutakawa Jirou, Otori Cyotaroh, Kabaji Munehiro, and a substitute, Shishido Ryoh. .