Chapter 100

Whoosh whoosh...

Mizushima Masatake blew with his eyes half-closed, then his lips approached the edge of the teacup, making a slurping sound.

The bitter taste soaked into his mouth, but after a while, the bitterness returned to sweetness, and the bitterness and sweetness mixed to form a clear tea fragrance, which had a long aftertaste in his mouth.

Mizushima Masatake always drank alcohol for social engagements, but in fact, he loved tea the most.

This sweet taste after bitterness was very enjoyable, just like the current Budongfeng.

"Principal, are you still in the mood to drink tea?"

The teacher in charge of expanding the tennis court stood in front of him with a bitter face.

"The people from the basketball club, table tennis club, and badminton club are clamoring to renovate the training grounds, and the matter hasn't been resolved yet, and you are not in a hurry."

Hearing this, Mizushima Masatake's eyebrows raised slightly, he pressed the teacup heavily on the table, and his tone was serious and authoritative.

"They want to renovate the venue.

Of course they can!

But I only look at the results; whichever department can enter the Kanto-level tournament with the results of the city champion, I will immediately submit an application to the Education Committee!"

"But if there is no such result, then honestly focus your attention on training."

"Yes." The teacher breathed a sigh of relief.

What he wanted was Principal Mizushima's clear attitude; now that the people from those departments came to block the door again, he also had a way to directly refuse.

Walking out of the office, even his footsteps were a bit lighter.

Mizushima Masatake stood in front of the glass window, looking toward the not-so-far tennis club, which was the brand-new tennis club.

The expansion project of the tennis club had not ended, but the renovation work of the original venue had been completed, so Ji Le Taizao moved the activity location back from the street-side tennis court outside the school.

"Keep your eyes on the ball!"

"The racket-pulling action should be earlier!"

"Control the rhythm of your pace, this will save you a lot of physical strength!"

Tachibana Kippei's voice sounded one after another on the court, and the club members he pointed out also responded hotly.

"Yes! Vice-Minister Tachibana!"

When Ji Le Taizao came down the mountain, Yuuki Satoru made this suggestion to him, and after he returned to the tennis club, the vacant position of vice-minister of Budongfeng was filled.

After getting along for this period, everyone in the tennis club also recognized this new member who served as vice-minister.

The other party indeed had great personal charm, strong strength, and a cheerful and generous personality; even if a small number of people had dissatisfaction at first, they were slowly convinced by him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Under the guidance of the vice-minister, everyone in the tennis club continued to train hotly.

And Tachibana Kippei's mood was also very good, not only because of the friendly atmosphere of Budongfeng, but more importantly, good news also came from Chitose.

"It's really fortunate! Chitose can continue to play tennis."

He felt relaxed, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

"Coach Ji Le, I am here to report to you on the training situation of the official team members."

A sweet voice came.

The girl was wearing the blue uniform of the Budongfeng girls, and her hair on both sides was tied into short twin ponytails, looking like a little deer, very cute.

"You've really worked hard, Little An."

Ji Le Taizao's tone was gentle; since coming down the mountain, his state of mind began to change slowly, and the cold seriousness he once used to hide his decadence gradually melted away.

"Hee hee." Tachibana An's eyebrows curved, and she continued to report with a record book.

"Uchimura, Sen Chende, Yingjing Ya, Heping Minchun Senior, and Jing Xing, they are conducting doubles practice according to your training plan.

The progress of the original two combinations is advancing steadily, and Jing Xing is also taking turns trying combinations with others."

"Shenwei and Yiwu are conducting today's internal training match, and there should be results in a while.

As for Shitian,

He still went to Coach Ryuzaki Sumire's club outside the school..."

When talking about Shi Tian Tie, Tachibana An hesitated a little.

"Coach Ji Le, is it really okay for Shitian to leave the internal training?"

"It doesn't matter." Ji Le Taizao shook his head, his tone firm.

"I have visited that Coach Ryuzaki, his training method is indeed more suitable for Shitenhoji than mine, and his leaving the team for training has my consent."

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

Tachibana An smiled, then she waved to Ji Le Taizao and ran toward the court.

"I'm going to see the results of Shenwei and Yiwu's match now!"

Official team member training court.

Boom!

Boom!

Shenwei Ming and Yiwu Shen Si were fighting heartily on the brand-new venue.

After the guidance of professional players, the two removed many unnecessary actions from before, and their playing style became more refined and effective.

The ball path of every ball was very tricky and sharp, making it difficult to deal with.

Boom!

A baseline straight ball, the tennis ball cut through the court fiercely.

Step step step...

Yiwu Shen Si's legs crossed rapidly, quickly catching up to the landing point, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the racket tilted at a slight angle.

Facing the bouncing tennis ball, it was a cold cut.

Swish!

A golden crescent moon suddenly appeared, flying over the net and dropping rapidly.

"It's Shen Si's Cloud Eagle Return, you must return it the moment it lands and bounces!"

Shenwei Ming instantly pulled out a residual shadow and rushed to the net; before the tennis ball bounced, his racket was pulled out fiercely.

Boom!

The ball and the racket collided with a muffled sound, he caught it!

However.

Swish swish swish~

The tennis ball rubbed violently on the brand-new net, and then fell to the ground

Hanging on the net and losing points!

"Sure enough, there is still no way to succeed in returning this move every time."

Looking at the tennis ball on the ground, Shenwei Ming didn't look discouraged at all, but instead smiled with bright eyes.

"Shen Si, aren't you going to use the move you played against Vice-Minister Tachibana yet?"

"You return my Cloud Eagle Return first."

Yiwu Shen Si's expression was cold, and he silently walked to the other side to prepare to receive the ball.

"Okay, since that's the case, let you see the results of my practice."

Shenwei Ming threw the ball and shouted hotly.

Boom!

The tennis ball crossed the court instantly, with amazing speed, and the yellow stream of light disappeared in a flash.

"It's still too early!"

Yiwu Shen Si gave a cold shout, swung toward a certain place, and a solid touch came.

Boom!

The tennis ball immediately reversed and flew back, hitting Shenwei Ming's opposite baseline directly.

Whoosh!

Shenwei Ming didn't care, his hands swung, and he quickly caught up to the falling tennis ball like an arrow released from a bow.

Swish—

His right foot stepped on the ground, instantly stepping out a sliding step.

Only to see a sharp glint appear in his eyes, his muscles twisted, and with the momentum of running, his racket swung out suddenly.

Boom!

An explosion sounded at the hitting point, Shenwei Ming's elbow and wrist trembled slightly at the same time, and a strange power was transmitted to the tennis ball.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball was like a bullet that had just left the chamber, and a fierce yellow beam of light rushed across the baseline.

"Sonic Bullet?"

The moment he saw Shenwei Ming's action, Yiwu Shen Si's mind flashed this thought, but he had been guarding against this hand, and started running in advance.

Finally, one second before the tennis ball landed, he waited at the landing point and opened the posture for hitting the ball in advance.

His eyes focused, trying hard to capture the shadow of the tennis ball.

Just as the tennis ball landed, a yellow residual shadow suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I see it!"

Yiwu Shen Si swung his racket with all his strength; if he didn't seize this opportunity, he would never have a chance to catch this Sonic Bullet move again.

So far, he had always returned Shenwei Ming's ultimate move this way.

Never made a mistake!

However, the next instant.

Whoosh!

The racket cut through the air and made a sound of breaking the air, and the bouncing tennis ball flew over slowly after the racket swung out.

"Sonic Bullet·Lag."

When Yiwu Shen Si was surprised, Shenwei Ming stood up slowly and said.

This was a new playing method derived from speed, and he had already taken a big step forward in the Kanto level.

"Shen Si, if you don't use that move, you will lose!"

"Is that so?"

Yiwu Shen Si lowered his eyes, and a cold and sharp aura suddenly rose.

"The match continues..."

Boom!

A few minutes late.

(End of chapter)