Chapter 161: Training camp ends, the prelude to the national competition

"Moon Wheel Fall, good name."

Across the gently swaying net, Ibu Shinji recalled the crescent moon he had just seen and whispered. However, he didn't sigh for long before the tennis ball in his hand left his palm again.

Swish!

His gaze followed the tennis ball upward, and a sense of satisfaction appeared on Shinji's cold face. This was the kind of opponent worth defeating.

"I won't stop the offensive, it's coming!"

His body soared high like a skylark spreading its wings, his racket stained with black aura, and he slashed fiercely at the tennis ball in mid-air.

Boom!

The tennis ball turned into a sharp arc under the racket, accurately attacking Oshitari Yuushi with a sharp momentum.

"Heh heh, it should be my turn to counter-attack!"

Bang!

A crisp sound, the edges of the cups touched lightly, the juice swayed, and the white halo reflected on the cup wall. The two looked at each other, everything understood without words.

Just as the racket was about to snap down, a black, slender figure appeared on the court.

Whoosh~

His feet tapped lightly on the ground, his body turned into a black shadow, and the racket wrapped in Wildness aura instantly carried a black line.

"Kippei, let's go, Budongfeng's journey in the national competition starts now..."

"Ice Emperor?"

A sign stood at the school gate, on which was written "National Middle School Tennis Championship National Competition Grouping Draw Venue," and a single arrow below the font pointed the way for everyone.

"Downstairs."

Seeing the debut of the new thousand techniques, the straightforward Ootori Choutarou's eyes lit up. Looking at it this way, it was hard to say in which direction the match would develop.

"This year's Ice Emperor is nothing to fear, after all, they were already defeated!"

"I heard the school they lost to was that one that was very famous last year..."

"Budongfeng, right, that's it, Budongfeng!"

Feeling the unusual aura that suddenly changed in the classroom, the representatives of the surrounding schools changed their expressions. When they learned that Ice Emperor had been eliminated early in the Kanto competition, they had also looked down on them.

Although the schools had not communicated with each other, they had already sized up other opponents several times.

Brightly lit, every five or six people gathered around a barbecue grill.

Suddenly, a mocking voice broke the silence.

Drinking the juice in the cup with everyone, Atobe glared at Yuuki Satoru helplessly, then poured juice into the cup again and walked to Yuuki Satoru's side.

"Oshitari Yuushi takes this game, score 4-5!"

"Oshitari, the match is over!"

Swish!

With a light shout, in everyone's sight, the pale yellow ball shadow hit the net post rapidly, and with a clatter, the tennis ball bounced irregularly to the left.

Ibu Shinji supported his knees at the net and barely straightened his body, a hint of pride flashing on his face.

"One, never made it to the national competition, luckily advanced this year; the other, if there were no additional spots, would have been eliminated early."

The score between the two returned to the starting point again.

Ibu Shinji recalled the various moves the opponent had hit. Although they were not ball skills that couldn't be dealt with, it also took time to get used to them when seeing them for the first time, and Oshitari Yuushi seized the opportunity to use endless moves to take points.

Watching the two who kept launching offensives but also breaking each other's moves, Yuuki Satoru's mouth curled. It was indeed a happy thing to meet an evenly matched opponent.

Sweat kept dripping onto the ground. Even though their hands and legs were trembling, the two were still competing against each other, with cold smiles on their faces, refusing to back down an inch.

The tennis ball threw out a swaying line...

"Stop here!"

"You're welcome."

The charcoal fire illuminated everyone's cheeks red. Because they were not yet of age, the teenagers toasted with juice, chatting and laughing.

"Heh... 35-34... huff..."

First floor of the library, in the large classroom.

His arm stiffened in mid-air, the tennis ball fell powerlessly, bounced a few times on the ground, and rolled to Ibu Shinji's feet.

Turning his waist and abdomen, his arm swung out rapidly from the left, and he slashed sharply backhand at the tennis ball rising in front of the net.

Club high-level member area, the outdoor swimming pool was emptied, revealing blue brick walls, and a pool barbecue party officially began.

If they were divided into the same group, it would be great luck, haha!"

"Let's leave this unfinished match to the future!"

Miyase Tomonori teased, but didn't notice the slightly changed expressions of others in the classroom.

After a long rally of large-arc topspin balls, Oshitari Yuushi's racket head suddenly lowered by three points, and the moment he touched the tennis ball, the racket face pressed down and slashed across.

Tachibana Kippei nodded with bright eyes and followed Yuuki Satoru's pace. Because it was a draw, only the two of them came.

Before Oshitari could finish speaking, Atobe's voice came from outside the court, interrupting his continued invitation to fight.

"Huff... huff..."

"Next, is the moment to decide the winner."

"Oshitari-senpai's thousand techniques are starting to add new moves!"

"Damn, I was calculated by this guy."

"Ice Emperor's Atobe..."

Such thoughts flashed through the minds of the two. Oshitari Yuushi patted the tennis ball twice and then threw it out to hit it.

At this time, many representatives from other schools had arrived early. The atmosphere in the classroom was slightly depressed, and no one knew how many undercurrents were hidden under the calm sea.

Kanagawa Prefectural Rikkai Dai Fuzoku Middle School.

"Thanks, Yuuki."

The score announced off the court rang out, Neimura Kyousuke's excited expression suddenly stiffened, and his raised fist hesitated to put down.

"O, O, K."

"It's a deal!"

"Hmm."

That golden light that suddenly rose flew into the sky to the right. His chest heaved violently, and every breath felt a burst of heat. Oshitari Yuushi couldn't catch up.

Seeing this wonderful skill similar to Rikkai's Marui Bunta being easily used by Oshitari, Ibu Shinji was even more certain of the opponent's current strength, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the falling tennis ball, Ibu Shinji smiled, but the next second, Oshitari, who was originally unable to move, suddenly rushed to the net. The moment he looked up, a look of success appeared on his face.

Thousand Techniques·Scraping Face Beauty!

Swish!

A streak of light flashed in Ibu Shinji's eyes, but after crossing the net, the tennis ball suddenly disappeared.

His eyes flickered, and he instantly switched to the perspective of Eagle's Eye. That disappeared tennis ball was exposed under his eyes immediately, and a yellow light shadow was bouncing off the right side of the court at a very low angle.

"D, &, A!"

"Yes..."

This was his first time coming to Rikkai, and he wasn't very familiar with the environment here. After all, the draw venue for last year's national competition was still Makino-tō Middle School in Kansai.

"First floor of the library, large classroom."

Yuuki Satoru smiled slightly and added juice to the cup. Without Ice Emperor's funding, it would be difficult for Budongfeng to organize such a large-scale special training. Everyone took what they needed, and it wasn't that anyone was taking advantage of anyone.

Heh, so you kid also have times like this.

Opportunity ball!

Ibu Shinji's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he was happy in his heart: "It seems I won!"

"I've taken this ball!"

Thousand Techniques·Bounce Pillar Ball!

Delicious special pork belly splashed oil stars on the iron plate, the color was delicious, and the aroma was nose-piercing.

Patting Tachibana Kippei's shoulder lightly, Yuuki Satoru smiled and walked straight toward the arrow direction.

He stepped forward, squeezed out the remaining physical strength, the black aura condensed again, and he pressed down heavily with both hands holding the racket.

Thousand Techniques·Forehand Center of Gravity Vertical Jump Hitting Method!

Boom!

A streak of light dragging a yellow residual shadow attacked, flashing past before Ibu Shinji's racket could swing out.

However...

Swish!

Oshitari Yuushi stumbled, the tennis ball was barely returned by his mistake, the tennis ball flew slowly, and his feet seemed to be unable to move.

With a cold smile, Atobe covered his eyes with five fingers, and his cold gaze pierced into Miyase Tomonori's heart like a sword through the gaps, his expression suddenly becoming stiff.

Oshitari Yuushi chased the tennis ball quickly, and slashed lightly at this powerful tennis ball. The racket face brushed over, and the tennis ball flew toward the net post on the right side of the net.

"Hey, it's not over yet, continue..."

In the sunset, this match that hadn't been decided came to an abrupt end, orange-red brilliance shining on everyone, and the training camp of the two schools officially ended.

Miyase Tomonori of Aichi Rokurigaoka Middle School looked at the staff writing the name of Ice Emperor Academy on the blackboard, and a disdainful sneer came from his nasal cavity.

Boom!

This sudden surprise attack was directly caught up by Shinji and easily hit back.

"Raise your glasses, let's dedicate our cheers to the party angel tonight!"

Looking at Ibu Shinji's staggering figure, Oshitari Yuushi said anxiously:

"In August, I hope we can meet in the final of the national competition."

Even though entering Wildness didn't consume as much physical strength, he was a year younger than Oshitari after all, and his physical development wasn't as good as the other's. Being able to stalemate with him until now was already the limit.

"Y, &, D."

Atobe raised the cup in his hand toward Yuuki Satoru and said seriously.

It's a pity that such a move is okay for a surprise attack, but if you want to take points with it, it's far from enough!"

And Oshitari Yuushi continued to use "Closing the Heart," making Ibu Shinji unable to predict his detailed changes. No matter what kind of offensive the opponent launched, he could complete the counter-measure with appropriate thousand techniques.

Boom!

A golden crescent moon attacked.

He hesitated for a moment, and then looked up to see the name of Budongfeng written on the blackboard.

But now it seems that it is not so simple.

"This training camp, Ice Emperor owes a lot to your help."

Boom!

The tennis ball whistled down.

A gray-white figure appeared behind Miyase Tomonori, and the cold aura made him feel like he was in the middle of winter in this August day.

The party beast Joey, summoned by Atobe, orderly directed the attendants to send delicious food continuously.

Boom!

Boom!

After Oshitari Yuushi entered the national level, the match that was about to end entered a white-hot exchange.

"Wildness vs physical strength... huff..."

"Oshitari Yuushi scores, 35-35!"

The atmosphere on the court became exceptionally hot.

Ibu Shinji, wrapped in Wildness aura, took the initiative to launch an offensive. Eagle's Eye took all of Oshitari Yuushi's movements into his eyes, using temporary paralysis and the Cloud Eagle Return series of moves to create a combined attack, constantly targeting the flaws that appeared in Oshitari.

To be honest, except for funding, Ice Emperor almost didn't provide any other support for this training camp. They took a lot of advantage by having so many gains.

A week later.

And after Jiro Takayao's guidance, that guy Jiro finally saw the hope of returning to normal.

"Next time, I will win!"

Tachibana Kippei nodded with bright eyes, read out the address of the draw venue, and looked in the direction of the arrow. Sure enough, there were indicator arrows at the next corner.

"Well done!

Chitose Senri stood beside Atobe casually. He didn't sleep well on the way here, and yawned sleepily.

Oshitari Yuushi retracted his racket and lowered it, adjusting the black-rimmed glasses that had slipped down. Clearly, using thousand techniques continuously also put a lot of pressure on him.

"Really tricky."

Oshitari Yuushi's body leaped into the air, his sharp eyes scanned quickly, and a calm whisper came out of his mouth. The racket pressed heavily against the tennis ball that bounced high after touching the ground.

"Aichi's Rokurigaoka..."

Yuuki Satoru smiled. The purpose of this match had been achieved. There was no point in continuing to compete. The strength of the two was similar. If they continued to fight to the death, both might have to be carried off the court to end the match.

"Heh... the winner is me... that's right."

"Huff... don't talk big..."

Clatter, clatter.

It's just that there was still the barbecue party everyone was looking forward to, so they couldn't let them lie alone on the beds in the dormitory.

And his partners beside him also laughed.

"Hard work!"

Although a bit unwilling, the person who gave the order was Yuuki Satoru. Ibu Shinji took a deep breath and stepped off the court, but swept a glance at Oshitari Yuushi before leaving.

"You guy."

"Long live Atobe-sama!" *n

Accompanied by Yuuki Satoru's shout, everyone cheered happily. After the training camp, this was the first time everyone didn't have to think about training and could relax and enjoy themselves wholeheartedly.

Ibu Shinji's face looked ugly, and just as he was about to start, he saw a gorgeous crescent moon hanging in the sky over the court.

Atobe saw with satisfaction Oshitari, who had completely released his nature on the court, and his hot eyes, and smiled lightly.

Oshitari Yuushi's body, which was going to the net, paused, and a slightly heavy panting came from his nasal cavity, his movements clearly slowing down a bit.

"Oshitari Yuushi scores, 15-30!"

"Meeting an opponent, meeting a talent."

Tap, tap!

And Oshitari Yuushi, whose moves were cracked, didn't panic at all. His footsteps never stopped. His right hand grabbed the racket, his left hand placed on the racket handle on the right side of his body, the muscles of his lower legs tightened, and his soles stepped on the ground.

"If you have the guts, say these words to my face!"

"Kippei, it seems we missed something."

Pushing open the door, Yuuki Satoru looked at the scene in front of him and smiled. ===== CHAPTER 162 =====

Yet, Oshitari Yuushi, whose move had been countered, showed not the slightest panic. His footsteps never ceased; his right hand gripped the racket, his left hand rested on the handle at his right side, the muscles in his lower legs tightened, and his soles stomped against the ground.

"If you have the guts, say those words to my face!"

"Juping, it seems we missed something."

Pushing open the gate, Yuuki Satoru looked at the scene before him and smiled.