The Infinite Journey Starts From the King of Nets

"Okay, serve it really fast!" Arai Masashi looked at Gan Sadaharu blankly.

Masashi Arai never imagined that Gan Sadaharu, who obviously had no sense of presence in last year's national competition, would have such terrifying strength.

What Masashi Arai didn't know was that the reason why Sadaharu had no sense of presence in the doubles match was not because his strength was too weak, but because Takashi Kawamura was too strong.

Among all the players in Seigaku, Sadaharu Mikami was stronger than Eiji Kikumaru and Shuichiro Oishi, only behind Hanyu Takeha and the others.

"Is this the strength of Qing Xue's selected players?" Masashi Arai suddenly felt that it seemed like a huge mistake for him to choose to challenge the selected players.

...

"Agan, are you really ruthless?" Hanyu Takeha said with a sigh while looking at Gan Sadaharu in front of him. "I'm not afraid of destroying the confidence of the juniors."

Although Kane Sadaharu didn't use all his strength at all, the scene was still overwhelming. Masashi Arai couldn't hold three goals in Kane Sadaharu's hands in every round.

"However, this Masashi Arai's perseverance is very good? Although he can't catch it, is he desperate for every ball?" Oishi Shuichiro has a good sense of Masashi Arai.

Insufficient strength can be cultivated slowly, but the will to swing the racket in the face of opponents who are countless times stronger than oneself is innate.

"The game is over! The score is 6:0, Sadaharu Mikami wins!" Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was sitting on the referee's chair, announced calmly.

"Is this the strength of the predecessors?"

"Even Senpai is so strong, how strong will Hanyu-senpai and Tezuka-senpai be!"

The first-year freshmen who entered the school exclaimed in amazement when they saw Arai Masashi lost the game without holding on for even ten minutes in the hands of Kane Sadaharu.

Looking at the eyes of Takeshi Momoshiro and the others, there was a trace of sympathy.

After all, Shoshi Arai lost so badly against Kane Sadaharu, and Takeshi Momoshiro and the three of them challenged Hanyu Takeha, who was recognized as the number one in the country!

"It's really great! I'm going to fight Senior Hanyu soon!" However, Takeshi Momoshiro and the three of them don't care about other people's gazes, what's in their hearts is just extremely excited!

"Next up is the match between Hanyu Takeha and Fuji Yuta..."

"Is it finally my turn to play? It's really exciting!" Hanyu Takeha slowly walked up the court with the racket in hand.

...

"Hanyu, today is the time for me to complete my revenge!" Fuji Yuta, standing opposite Hanyu Takeha, shouted loudly to Hanyu Takeha.

"Yuta, after all, I'm also your brother's friend, your senior, Yuta, is it really okay for you to just call me by my name?" Hanyu Takeha said lightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, this time I must win!"

"Hey hey hey." Takeha Hanyu yawned and lazily responded. "Although Yuta, you are a very rude junior, but as a senior, how can I care about this junior like you?"

While Hanyu Takeha was talking, the aura on his body suddenly changed, and it changed into the aura of Fuji Shusuke.

"..." Why did Fuji Zhousuke helplessly look at Hanyu Takeha? Is this what you mean by not being fussy?

Didn't you say Gan Zhenzhi hit too hard before? Now even the pupil of the heart is used...

However, after thinking about the gap between himself and Hanyu Takeha, Fuji Shusuke could only hold his nose and admit it. Compared with Hanyu Takeha showing his own strength and imitating himself in the game, it is indeed very gentle.

"Bastard, are you looking down on me?" Fuji Yuta looked at Hanyu Takeha who had closed his eyes, and shouted angrily.

"Hey, so Buer didn't use this trick in front of you?"

"Brother?" Fuji Yuta couldn't help being taken aback.

"Yuta, don't be careless, even if you close your eyes, Hanyu's current strength is much stronger than mine!" Fuji Shusuke shouted at Fuji Yuta.

"Even with your eyes closed, is he stronger than your brother?" Under Fuji Shusuke's voice, Fuji Yuta regained his composure.

"Yuta, can I serve now? Later, I have to play two rounds?"

"Outspin spin ball!"

Fuji Yuta's face was dark, and the racket in his hand swung out suddenly, cutting obliquely towards the tennis ball in the air.

With a violent spin, the tennis ball suddenly flew towards Hanyu Takeha.

"It's too light, Yuta, haven't you eaten yet?" Hanyu Takeha turned sideways, and returned Fuji Yuta's external spin ball very easily.

This kind of tennis ball that doesn't even have luminescence and phantom is not too simple for Hanyu Takeha.

"Damn it!" shouted Fuji Yuta while running quickly to the spot where Hanyu Takeha hit back, and slapped the tennis ball back.

...

"Even if you play with your eyes closed, can you still completely suppress the opponent? Is this the strength of Hanyu-senpai? This is too strong! Is this the strength of the number one tennis player in the country?" Takeshi Momoshiro Looking at Hanyu Takeha in the arena, his eyes were full of fire. Now Takeshi Momoshiro couldn't wait to fight with Hanyu Takeha.

"The game is over! The score is 6:0, Takeha Hanyu wins!"

"Damn it!" Fuji Yuta shouted unwillingly.

"Well, Yuta, has your strength improved a lot? You were able to hold on to me for so long..."

"Next time, next time, I will definitely beat you..." Fujio Yuta said unconvinced.

"Well, shall we fight again now?" Hanyu Takeha said with a smile. "Isn't this the next time?"

"You..." Fuji Yuta's face turned blood red in an instant, and he ran directly to the sidelines.

"Young people these days really can't stand being teased!" Hanyu Takeha sighed while looking at Fuji Yuta's back.

"Then next, Takeshi Momoshiro!"

"Yes, Hanyu-senpai!" Takeshi Momoshiro ran up to the court impatiently.

...

"Yuta, you've done a good job... how can you survive in Hanyu's hands for so long?" Shusuke Fuji said to Yuta Fuji with a smile.

"However, I still lost to Brother Hanyu!"

Although Fuji Shusuke and Hanyu Takeha said the same thing, Fuji Yuta's reaction was completely different.

"Yuta, can't you say this title in front of Hanyu?" Looking at Fuji Yuta in front of him, Fuji Shusuke decided to give his stupid brother a little hint.

There have always been people who say good things to the face and bad things behind their backs, and the opposite is not the case.

"I don't want it, I won't say this title until I defeat this Hanyu-san..."

Looking at the stubborn Fuji Yuta, Fuji Shusuke knew that the next two years of his younger brother would probably not be much better.

In the next two games, Hanyu Takeha gave the first-year freshmen a deep understanding of what national-level strength is.

After the freshman challenge, the first grade officially started training.

...

"Senior, are they still running? How many laps is this already!" Takeshi Momoshiro said in amazement, looking at Tezuka Kunimitsu and others who were still running in the field.

Not only Tezuka Kunimitsu's nine selected players, but even the training volume of other seniors is more than twice that of their freshmen.

"This is the training intensity of a national champion..." Kaitang Kaoru also clenched his arms, and he became more and more convinced that his choice to join Qingxue was correct. Here, he might be able to become stronger!

"Cut..." After recovering a little bit of physical strength, Fuji Yuta ran towards the court again, joining the running army of the seniors.

Fuji Yuta did not forget that his purpose of joining Seigaku was to defeat Hanyu Takeha. If the training volume of the second-year seniors could not keep up with them, how could he defeat Hanyu Takeha.

Seeing Fuji Yuta's actions, Momoshiro Takeshi and Haitang Kaoru exchanged glances, and joined in.

Fuji Yuta is not the only one who wants to become stronger.

"Now is the rest time! Are these three guys crazy?" Arai Masashi looked at the backs of Momoshiro Takeshi and said blankly.

"Do you want to impress the seniors?" However, Masashi Arai quickly imagined the idea that the three of Takeshi Momoshiro joined the training while they were resting.

"These three bastards are too scheming!" Arai Masashi gritted his teeth, and staggered after him.

"Damn it, I'm the man who is going to be the head of the Tennis Club of the Youth Academy, how could I let you three bastards show off!" Masashi Arai kept roaring in his heart.

In Masashi Arai's heart, the three of Takeshi Momoshiro had already been classified as his greatest enemies.

On the other hand, Hanyu Takeha, who was counting the number of laps, inexplicably felt a chill, and suddenly had a feeling of being peeped into the body.

"Are the first-year students really energetic this year? However, they are also a little silly and cute, and there are still other trainings in the future! If you give up the rest time, you may not be able to persist in the subsequent training?" Echizen Nanjiro said to Hanyu Take Ye sighed.

With Takeshi Momoshiro taking the lead, many first-year freshmen also joined the running circle.

"Senior Nanjiro, there are some things that only stupid people can go to the end, don't they?"

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, Hanyu Takeha covered his head.

"You bastard, don't think I can't hear you scolding me!" Echizen Nanjiro said to Hanyu Takeha expressionlessly, blowing his palm.

Hanyu Takeha felt a burst of resentment from himself, he had already said it so tactfully, how could Echizen Minamijiro hear it.

...

"Thanks for the guidance!"

After a day of training, the first-year freshmen shouted at Echizen Minamijiro and others.

"The second and first grades will stay and help the manager clean up the court, then we can disband!" Echizen Nanjiro announced.

"yes!"

"Are the players who are being selected staying behind to help pick up the ball?" Masashi Arai, who was picking up the ball, muttered in disbelief.

In Masashi Arai's mind, things like picking up balls are usually done by rookies!

"This is the rule that Hanyu-san established after he became the minister. In addition to training, seniors in the third grade have to prepare for further studies. So except for the seniors in the third grade, everyone else must participate, not even the first-choice members. exception.

However, during the game, other seniors will not let the players who are being selected pick up the ball..." Hearing Masashi Arai's words, Fuji Yuta explained that because of Fuji Shusuke, Fuji Yuta had no respect for I know a lot about many things about Qingxue Tennis Club.

However, if it wasn't because Arai Masashi was one of the few freshmen who had received additional training, Fuji Yuta would not have said this to Arai Masashi.

"So that's how it is..." After Arai muttered about Shi, his expression changed instantly. "Brother Hanyu?"

"Yuta, aren't you Fuji-senpai's younger brother? Why do you call Yu-senpai brother..."

"Because Hanyu-san and my brother were friends when they were in elementary school, yes, and Tezuka-san..."

"In addition to Hanyu-senpai, even Tezuka-senpai..." Arai Masashi suddenly felt that the position of head of the tennis club of Seigaku was getting farther and farther away from him.

I am an amateur, how can I compare with Fuji Yuta.

"Yuta, I'll leave Seigaku to you from now on..." Masashi Arai said this with heartache, and then devoted himself to the great business of picking up the ball.

"Ah? Okay..." Fuji Yuta replied blankly, wondering what Arai Masashi was up to.

However, Fuji Yuta is already used to it, who let his brother have a friend who always has convulsions!

...

after training

Takeha Hanyu, Kunimitsu Tezuka, Hideichiro Oishi, Sadaharu Mikami... a few people stayed in the tennis club.

"How many good seedlings have appeared in this year's freshmen? Yuta Fuji, Takeshi Momoshiro, Kaoru Kaidou, Masashi Arai, Kaoru Inoue..." Kan Sadaharu said slowly while holding the notebook in his hand. "They will be the pillars of our youth school in the future..."

The names Gan Sadaharu said were all first-year freshmen who had added training to themselves in addition to the original training.

"Yuta, is he still far behind?" Although Shusuke Fuji said so, no one could see the smile that couldn't be concealed on Shusuke Fuji's face.

"Stop coming, Fuji." Hanyu Takeha said contemptuously. "Hearing what Agan said, you should be very happy!"

"Ah, Hanyu, am I acting so obvious?" Fuji Shusuke said with a smile.

"What do you say?"

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