Chapter 32: The Regional Preliminaries Are Coming Soon

Today is a special day.

It is both the day the Tennis Club's regular members finish their special training and the day to submit applications for the Regional Preliminaries.

Inside the principal's office.

Shuidao Zhengzhang was handling documents, while Jiecheng Wu waited aside.

Several forms filled with the Tennis Club's official member information were placed on the yellow-brown desk.

The heading of the forms boldly read 【Regional Preliminaries Application Form】.

"Yaha."

Shuidao Zhengzhang straightened his back from the pile of documents, took a long sigh, raised his head and shrugged to ease his stiff muscles.

Afterwards he picked up the application form on the desk, glanced at it briefly, then looked at Jiecheng Wu with a scrutinizing expression.

"Are you confident about making it into the Da Da Sai?"

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Without waiting for Jiecheng Wu's answer, he continued speaking.

"Although I've just come to Budongfeng, I am aware of Budongfeng's past results.

"If we can't even make it into the Da Da Sai,

"Heh~ I think it would be better not to participate.

"What do you say, Jiecheng classmate?"

After saying that, Shuidao Zhengzhang casually placed the application form to one side, leaned back, lifted his right leg to cross it comfortably, and also picked up a blue document to handle.

After opening the document, it completely covered his face.

This posture seemed to show he didn't care at all about Jiecheng Wu's answer, clearly unwilling to agree to the registration.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell silent.

The Budongfeng Tennis Club's new campaign seemed to have ended before it even began.

However, Jiecheng Wu did not become anxious because of this; he silently looked toward the back of the desk.

There was a mirror there, and from this angle the reflected scene.

Behind the blue document, Shuidao Zhengzhang opened a tennis magazine.

Not knowing what he had seen, he grinned silently, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his wrinkles bunched like old chrysanthemums.

All of this was fully exposed in the mirror.

Seeing this breath-taking scene, Jiecheng Wu's mouth corner couldn't help but twitch.

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"This guy's style"

"Is he naturally clueless?"

The dignified principal image from the opening ceremony instantly shattered in Jiecheng Wu's heart.

"Crackle"

The application form was handed to Shuidao Zhengzhang again.

Shuidao Zhengzhang heard the paper's sound, timely lowered the document shielding his expression, and his expression swiftly turned stern.

"Cold! Majestic! Simply aloof!"

"'Hmph, indeed you insist on participating in the match; you seem quite confident!'

"'As long as your performance in the Da Da Sai isn't too poor, my hope of inviting old classmates to Budongfeng will be greater.'"

He again took the form from Jiecheng Wu's hand, his thoughts swirling, but his face remained as cold as before.

"\"Principal, the tennis club is no longer the same. \""

Jiecheng Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke seriously.

"\"We have absolute confidence to advance to the Da Da Sai, the Kanto Grand\""

"\"Enough, enough. \""

Upon hearing the words 'Kanto Grand Tournament' come out, Shuidao Zhengzhang quickly waved his hand to interrupt Jiecheng Wu's declaration.

"\"As long as you're confident about making it into the Da Da Sai, as for the Kanto Grand Tournament,

"\"I believe I understand Budongfeng's situation.

"\"You don't need to burden yourself with such heavy pressure, setting impossible goals. \""

"\"Yes. \""

Jiecheng Wu also didn't rebut, only sighing at how much psychological drama the principal had.

"\"I will submit the application form; you may go back first. \""

Shuidao Zhengzhang waved his hand.

"\"When you go out, close the door. \""

"\"Thank you, principal. \" Jiecheng Wu bowed in thanks, then turned and left.

Before closing the door, he turned back, pointed at the desk, and whispered a reminder.

"\"Principal Shuidao, actually

"\"there is a mirror! \""

Shuidao Zhengzhang's expression froze.

"Slap!"

Without waiting for his reaction, Jiecheng Wu directly closed the door and left.

At first, no sound could be heard.

After a brief silence, a groan of toes striking the floor came from the office.

Jiecheng Wu leaned quietly against the hallway wall, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"Really an interesting principal."

Tennis court.

After the special training, the Tennis Club's official members rarely had a full gathering.

Neicun Jingjie and Sen Chende, Yingjing Ya and Heping Minchun.

The two groups were playing a doubles match.

Compared to over a month ago, they seemed unchanged, yet also seemed to have undergone a major change.

Da He Ya Ren rubbed his eyes and observed carefully for a moment.

He only felt that they were natural and harmonious with each other.

A word was about to be spoken, but he didn't know where to start.

Bang!

At that moment, a roar came from the neighboring court, and Da He Ya Ren hurriedly looked over.

A yellow beam emitting astonishing energy pierced the court; just looking at this fierce aura made one feel fear.

"Is this Shitian Tie's Surge Ball?" Da He Ya Ren exclaimed in surprise.

"No, it's much stronger than the Surge Ball from the tryouts!"

"Getting hit by this tennis ball would kill someone, right?"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

As Da He Ya Ren marveled at its power, a light-blue racket suddenly appeared.

The racket swung fiercely; at the instant of contact with the tennis ball, the racket face quickly changed angle.

Bang!

The racket strings contacted the tennis ball's surface, silently and effortlessly neutralizing this terrifying surge technique, and precisely returning the ball to Shitian Tie's court.

And the owner of this racket was Yiwu Shen Si.

He had fully integrated the technique he learned from Coach Lin into his tennis.

Using slicing technique, he employed rotational force to neutralize the incoming ball's power.

"Ha!"

Seeing the Surge Ball returned, Shitian Tie wasn't angry; flames seemed to rise in his eyes.

His muscles instantly bulged, and his skin seemed to faintly redden.

"This is the fire of youth!"

After undergoing the training called "Self-Restraint," Shitian Tie would occasionally blurt out Coach Xiao Liu's chuunibyou catchphrase unconsciously.

But compared to his own strength improvement, these seemed unimportant.

"Surge Ball, double strike!"

Bang!

Without hesitation, the second Surge Ball continued to be struck.

Whoosh—

Yiwu Shen Si's racket sliced out; upon contact between ball and racket, the tennis ball's violent surge dissipated on the racket face.

Bang!

Surge Ball, triple strike!

Bang!

Surge Ball, quintuple strike!

Bang!

Surge Ball, septuple strike!

Explosions rang out on the court, yet they could not break through Yiwu Shen Si's defense; the power of the Surge Ball was completely neutralized by him.

Bang!

The tennis ball finally flew from Shitian Tie's feet.

"Huff. Huff"

Shitian Tie bent over, supporting his knees, completely unable to move.

Although the Surge Ball's limitations had greatly decreased, unleashing seven consecutive Surge Balls was already nearing the limit.

Of course, he would certainly not do this in an official match.

As long as he controlled the frequency of using the Surge Ball, he could easily play a full match.

"Shen Si, you're truly impressive."

Shitian Tie felt admiration; calmly receiving seven Surge Balls in a row is something not everyone can do.

Besides Yiwu Shen Si present here, the team only had Senior Jiecheng.

After a brief rest, Shitian Tie recovered and walked back onto the court.

"Again!"

On the court, the starting players' match left Da He Ya Ren dumbfounded.

He stared blankly, then his eyes gradually brightened.

"Not the same"

"The current Budongfeng is truly strong!"

(End of chapter)