Chapter 197

Hotel near the tournament venue.

【Satoru, congratulations on making it to the final of the National Competition.

Mom watched today's match on TV, Dad praised you for being very amazing~ We will continue to cheer for you tomorrow!】

Sender: Eighteen-year-old Michiko

【By the way, Dad and Mom have prepared a big meal waiting for you to come home!】

Sender: Eighteen-year-old Michiko

Behind the two emails, there was also a photo of Jiecheng Tongren and Michiko, with a series of luxurious ingredients waiting to be processed placed on the table behind them.

Looking at the email sent by his parents in his hand, Jiecheng Wu smiled lightly and also replied with an email.

After putting away his phone, he continued to massage Shitian Tie.

"Ouch, Senior Jiecheng, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Jiecheng Wu suddenly applied force, making Shitian Tie's cheeks flush red, veins bulging on his forehead, his hands gripping the pillow tightly, and he kept shouting in pain.

"If you want to recover quickly, then endure it."

Despite hearing the continuous screams, Jiecheng Wu's hand movements didn't stop; after relaxing the back muscles, he spread Shitian Tie's two arms and, through rhythmic patting, relaxed the opponent's tired muscles.

Until the skin turned red, he then switched to other areas.

After using the "Evening Elephant" move, although Shitian Tie's body didn't suffer irreversible damage, every muscle in his body had fallen into a state of fatigue.

And in order to eliminate this negative state as quickly as possible, Jiecheng Wu specifically consulted Coach Xiao Liu Longping, learning a massage technique that, combined with the Eye of the Heavenly Emperor's observation of subtle details, could allow Shitian Tie to recover at the fastest speed.

More than ten minutes later.

"Alright, have a good rest, you should be able to move normally tomorrow." Patting Shitian Tie's back lightly, Jiecheng Wu said to him.

"However, for the upcoming match, you are forbidden from using this move."

"Thank you... Senior, I understand." Shitian Tie revealed his face buried in the quilt, sat up slowly, turned his neck, and twisted his arms, finding that the previous soreness had indeed eased quite a bit.

The door opened.

"Jiecheng, everyone is here."

A group of people pushed the door in; Ju Juping and the others had all gathered in the room.

"Mm." Jiecheng Wu waved for everyone to find a place to sit.

And Da He Ya Ren, who was responsible for information gathering, pulled a table to the middle of the crowd, and the data on the Rikkai players was placed on the table, categorized by name.

From the match records of the Kanto tournament period to today's battle information against Bing Di, it could be said that the details of most of Rikkai's matches this year were here.

And.

Da He Ya Ren held a black videotape in his hand: "Inside this is all of Rikkai's matches in the National Competition that I filmed."

"Ya Ren, thank you for your hard work!" Looking at Da He Ya Ren in front of him, Jiecheng Wu said seriously.

He knew very well that to win the national championship, the biggest obstacle on the road to the top was not Shitenhoji, nor was it Bing Di.

It would definitely be Rikkai.

So from the first match of the National Competition, Jiecheng Wu had handed the task of gathering Rikkai's information to Da He Ya Ren, and the other party accepted it gladly.

For this task, even though he was very concerned about Budongfeng's matches, he endured the patience to follow Rikkai's footsteps and secretly obtained their match information.

"This is all I should do, haha." Da He Ya Ren scratched his head embarrassedly, a flush rising on his cheeks.

He had no talent for tennis, but being able to help everyone in another aspect made him feel very happy.

Patta.

Turning on the TV, Da He Ya Ren inserted the videotape into it.

Sand. Sand.

Soon, the black screen had light, and the match scene was presented on the TV.

Everyone didn't watch all the matches, but picked a few important ones to roughly understand Rikkai's match situation.

Two hours later.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle; even Shitian Tie, who had just finished being massaged, seemed to forget the pain in his muscles at this time, his expression incomparably serious.

"Except for the match against Bing Di, Rikkai won all their matches with a perfect record." Shenwei Ming said in a solemn tone.

Jiecheng Wu nodded and said: "Compared to the Kanto tournament, everyone's strength has clearly improved."

"Not only are we working hard, but others haven't relaxed either."

"However, even so, as long as they become an obstacle for Budongfeng, we must sweep them away; do you have confidence?"

"Yes!" *N

"Good, according to Liu Lian Er's data analysis of the players in the National Competition, we must make targeted arrangements; Ju, you..."

On the other side.

In the hotel where Rikkai was staying.

A group of young men were also making pre-match plans around Liu Lian Er and Yukimura Seiichi; Liu Lian Er's expression was serious, and the light of wisdom flickered in his eyes.

Behind him stood a white blackboard, with photos of the Budongfeng team posted on it, and a black marker had marked different annotations next to each person's photo.

Among them, Jiecheng Wu was marked with an extremely dangerous symbol, five stars.

Next was Ju Juping, with a danger level of four stars.

And the information for Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie had also been updated.

New moves like 【Sonic Bullet·Supersonic】 and 【Wave Ball·Evening Elephant】 were highlighted by Liu Lian Er with a red marker.

"The above is the latest information I have compiled about Budongfeng; everyone can take another look at the data." Liu Lian Er distributed the data printed on A4 paper to the Rikkai team.

The data also included the different lineup combinations he inferred, as well as plans for how to respond.

For example, Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwahara were mainly looking at the data for the Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie combination, and the Jile Jing Xing and Neicun Jingjie combination.

Regarding their two pairs of partners, the data contained complete countermeasures.

Sanada Genichirou was flipping through the information on Budongfeng's three singles players.

When flipping through the information, he was exceptionally serious, especially when seeing the part about Jiecheng Wu, he took a long time to turn a page.

Tennis without a fixed form, a terrifying move that smashed the racket face with one strike and punched holes in the court's wire fence, and the absolute ball skill that was like the Spear of Longinus, unstoppable, displayed when defeating Shiraishi Kuranosuke of Shitenhoji...

Sanada Genichirou's expression became increasingly solemn and cold: "This guy, how much more does he have hidden?"

After everyone had finished looking through the information, Liu Lian Er pointed to the tactical blackboard and said.

"I believe everyone has seen that Budongfeng is no longer the team from the Kanto tournament."

"They have three national-level singles players: Jiecheng Wu, Ju Juping, and Yiwu Shen Si, and their two doubles pairs have also made great progress; this was very clearly reflected in the semi-finals."

"However, even so, our strength is still above theirs, so if they want to defeat us, Budongfeng will definitely adopt surprise tactics, therefore..."

Liu Lian Er's gaze flickered slightly; before he even started arranging, a troubled expression appeared on his face.

"Leave Jiecheng Wu to me." Seeming to see Liu Lian Er's dilemma, Yukimura said gently and confidently, a touch of fighting spirit appearing in his eyes at the same time.

He defeated Tezuka first, then defeated Sanada.

Yukimura also wanted to duel with such an opponent; those who stand at the peak are always lonely.

Liu Lian Er nodded, feeling relieved in his heart.

As long as Jiecheng Wu, the most difficult existence to deal with, was handled, the rest would be easy to arrange.

As for whether they could win?

Although the opponent defeated Sanada in the Kanto tournament.

But for Yukimura...

Liu Lian Er had absolute confidence; no matter who the opponent was, Yukimura Seiichi would never lose!

Thus, Liu Lian Er continued to look at Mori Jusaburou at the very back and said.

"Senior Mori, I'll leave the singles No. 3 match to you!"

Hearing this, Mori Jusaburou looked up with a slightly surprised expression, but didn't say much, nodding to agree with the other party's arrangement.

"Leave it to me."

"Next, the doubles lineup needs to make some changes."

"First, Yagyu and I will form a doubles pair; I will try my best to arrange for us to face the Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie combination." Liu Lian Er said in a deep voice.

The power-speed combination of Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie had the most prominent points of extreme speed and strength; Liu Lian Er already had experience in dealing with the two of them.

And Yagyu Hiroshi's laser beam speed was extremely fast, which could also block Shitian Tie's Wave Ball offensive.

However, considering that the opponent was very likely to be like Bing Di, choosing to throw out all their combat power in one go in the first three matches.

Having only Senior Mori as the singles No. 3 was not safe enough.

If the singles No. 3 lost, they had to ensure victory in the doubles No. 2, so the other doubles pair also needed new arrangements.

"The other doubles pair will be..."

The long night was endless, and the stars in the night sky were shining, appearing exceptionally beautiful.

And at this time, Budongfeng had also finished their pre-match analysis.

Everyone returned to their rooms, completed their pre-sleep activities according to their respective habits, and quickly entered dreamland, recovering the energy consumed by today's match and preparing for the upcoming match.

Only the tennis court next to the hotel still had the sound of tennis rallies coming from it.

Bang!

Bang!

Two figures in casual clothes ran rapidly under the lights, the tennis ball being constantly attacked toward each other by the two.

However, if someone were standing outside the court at this time, they would definitely be startled.

Because the two sides dueling on the court at this moment were exactly the same; not only were they dressed the same and looked the same, but even their temperament, expression, and playstyle were exactly the same.

It didn't look like twins, but more like one person competing against a mirror.

"Not enough!

Not enough!

Juping, your Wildness is not concentrated enough!"

"Ju Juping" glared with his lion eyes, and the violent, wild lion aura suddenly spread across the court.

Then...

"Watch closely!"

"Ju Juping"'s black crew cut changed, his yellow long hair suddenly scattered, and the dark red aura quietly changed with the swaying of the blonde hair.

Roar——

A lion's roar resounded through the court.

An incomparably majestic aura instantly pressed down; "Ju Juping"'s golden eyes radiated a sharp brilliance, and his golden eyebrows raised in anger.

His blonde hair moved without wind, like a mighty lion standing on the top of a mountain roaring at the sky, his mane dancing with the night wind under the moonlight, mighty and domineering, looking down on everything invincible.

Opposite the court.

Seeing this scene, Ju Juping's face was filled with shock, but he quickly suppressed the emotions in his heart.

Wasn't this the reason he sought Jiecheng for a match?

"Wildness Stance·Lion King!"

"Ju Juping" said softly, his arm raised slightly, invisibly possessing the kingly dominance that made people want to submit.

Before the tennis ball was even served, it had already flinched by three parts.

"It's coming!"

Bang!

The racket slammed the tennis ball down, and a yellow light roared out, the air currents on the court surging and turbulent.

The ball hadn't arrived, but the terrifying momentum had already arrived.

"!"

Ju Juping just wanted to take a step to receive the ball, when he heard a wild lion roar in his ear, as if a lion's claw had pressed on his heart.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Accompanied by a burst of fear, Ju Juping's pupils suddenly expanded, and ball shadows filled the sky, flying out from his side.

"Lion King·Roaring Lion!"

After hitting one ball, he didn't look back, walking directly toward the service line on the other side.

"Ju Juping"'s actions made the aura on the court even heavier.

Just as he turned around, Ju Juping seemed to see a majestic giant lion pacing around the opponent, its tail slightly raised like a long whip, slightly lifting its eyes, its golden pupils looking at himself.

That wordless dominance made one's heart palpitate.

"Is this the strength of the Wildness Stance?"

He muttered to himself in his heart.

Bang!

Without giving Ju Juping a chance to breathe, the next ball roared out again.

But this time he had prepared in his heart, lunging forward, his arm rolling the racket and pulling with force.

Bang!

Bang!

Every time after hitting the ball, the Lion King dominance on the court became heavier, and Ju Juping wanting to break through the influence of this aura became increasingly difficult.

"Lion King·Explosive Ball Dance!"

Waiting until the opponent revealed a trace of a flaw, "Ju Juping" suddenly leaped up, like a lion leaping over a ravine, his muscles fully stretched, the racket frame flashing with cold light aiming at the tennis ball and pulling fiercely.

Bang!

In an instant, countless ball shadows erupted and shot out, countless ball shadows each having their own independent trajectory, the complexity far exceeding the Explosive Ball Dance.

At the same time, the heavy Lion King dominance on the court also pressed down on Ju Juping at the same moment.

With countless chaotic and complex ball paths in front of him, and the terrifying momentum that was hard to resist suddenly striking, Ju Juping hadn't even found the real tennis ball, and the ball shadows filling the sky had already flown out of the court.

Ten minutes later.

"Match over, 6-0."

"Ju Juping"'s appearance slowly dissipated, revealing Jiecheng Wu's true form.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After observing for so long, he finally utilized the flawless No-Self imitation to display Ju Juping's Wildness stance; the consumption of physical strength was much greater than he had imagined.

Although there was definitely a not-so-small deviation from the evolutionary direction Ju Juping had for himself, this was the limit of what he could do.

As long as it could serve as a certain guidance for him, it was already enough.

"I hope you can gain something."

Looking at Ju Juping opposite the court, Jiecheng Wu's gaze flickered, and he blessed him secretly in his heart.

(End of chapter)