Chapter 3: First Training of the Tennis Club

After school.

The Three Giants of the Rikkaidai Tennis Club walked toward the Court.

"It seems there really are a lot of new applicants this year!"

One of them said.

He had smooth hair, a refined appearance, and squinted eyes; he was none other than the "Strategist" of Rikkai, Yanagi Renji.

"Yes. Although the number of applicants is high, they are all here for the reputation of the Rikkaidai Tennis Club; few have any real ability."

"If only there were someone with ability like Kirihara Akaya."

Sanada Genichiro, who wore a black baseball cap and had a serious, unsmiling expression, said. He was also the "Emperor" of Rikkai.

"It's fine. Train them according to the training volume of the regular team members; those without firm willpower will withdraw on their own."

"There will be an assessment in a month to weed out those with poor ability, so don't worry."

The person standing between the two said.

He wore the Rikkai school jacket draped over his shoulders, which fluttered in the wind; he had dark blue, slightly curly hair and wore a green headband. He was the Captain of the Rikkaidai Tennis Club, Yukimura Seiichi.

Hearing the noisy sounds coming from the Court, Sanada frowned.

"Quiet!"

A resonant voice rang out.

Seeing the three people walking over in their yellow and white team uniforms, their presence was extremely imposing.

The previously boisterous Court suddenly fell silent.

"There are many applicants for the Tennis Club this year, and in order to better select talent, we have decided to conduct training for everyone over a period of one month. There will be an assessment after one month, and those who do not meet the standards will be eliminated."

"The training content is the same as that of the regular team members. If you cannot persist, you may apply to withdraw voluntarily."

Sanada's serious and cold words echoed across the Court.

The people below looked at one another, seemingly sensing the miserable life that awaited them.

"Start with warm-up exercises; all members will run 20 laps."

Sanada said loudly.

"Ah, running right from the start, and 20 laps at that."

"So strict."

"What should I do? I want to quit already."

Perhaps not expecting such a harsh opening, the first-year students could not help but start whispering.

"Too lax! Quiet!"

After the warm-up activities (20 laps of running, 50 pull-ups, 50 sit-ups, 5 minutes of push-ups) were completed, most of the first-year students were exhausted and sprawled on the ground.

"No... no way, this... amount of... exercise... is too much."

"If I have to... do this... every day, I... I'm going to... die."

"Tomorrow... I'm going to go write... a withdrawal application..."

"Good... together..."

Watching these first-years collapsed on the ground, sprawled out in every direction, Sanada frowned.

"With physical fitness this poor, how can they play tennis."

"These guys who only thought about coming to ride on the reputation of the Tennis Club are simply no good."

"Don't worry, they will all be eliminated."

Yukimura stood to the side and said.

"However, that person has decent physical fitness."

Following Yukimura's gaze, Sanada and Yanagi both looked toward a corner of the Court.

They saw Takahashi Yanichi panting slightly, walking back and forth, seemingly still having some energy left.

Kimura Kojiro and Yamamoto Taro were both sitting on the ground with their legs spread, lacking any posture, gasping for air.

"Takahashi, your stamina... is really good."

Yamamoto Taro exclaimed.

"It's alright! Stand up and walk around; if you just sit, your legs will get sore quickly."

Takahashi Yanichi said calmly.

This training volume was far less than the workout volume of his Idle Character; although he was a bit tired, it was well within the range that Takahashi Yanichi could handle.

Before starting the training, he had specifically collected the results of the Idle Character from the day, and his strength had grown rapidly.

In addition to his body being full of power, the Idle System had also provided a strength evaluation.

Recalling the scene at that time.

"Detected that the host's tennis level has reached the Regional Level; character panel has been opened!"

"God-level Tennis Idle System

Host: Takahashi Yanichi

Age: 12

Speed: 3

Power: 2.5

Stamina: 3

Spirit Power: 3

Technique: 2

Total: 13.5

Strength evaluation: Regional Level"

!!

It had only been a single day.

No, strictly speaking, it hadn't even been 24 hours, and he had already reached Regional Level strength.

Takahashi was also shocked.

So, with efficient practice, progress is this fast!

On the Court.

The Three Giants, who were observing Takahashi and the others, began their evaluation.

"Height is visually estimated at 170cm, build is lean but not thin, very powerful, his athletic nerves should be quite good."

Yanagi Renji evaluated.

"Hmm, we can focus on him," Sanada said.

"Only the first step is qualified, let's continue to observe later!" Yukimura said.

Takahashi Yanichi, however, did not feel at all that he had attracted the attention of the Three Giants.

He took a tennis racket out of his bag, preparing to practice.

At this moment, Kimura Kojiro, having rested, was in high spirits.

"Yamamoto Taro, let's play a game."

"But, my technique is very poor," Yamamoto Taro said with some worry.

"That's why we need to practice, don't worry, I will try my best to hit balls that you can receive."

Kimura Kojiro said excitedly.

"I'll let you Serve first."

"Alright."

Yamamoto Taro walked to one side of the Court and took a tennis ball out of his pocket.

He patted the ball with his hand, then tossed the tennis ball upward, and swung his right hand holding the racket with force.

The small yellow ball drew an arc in the air, however, the angle of the arc was wrong.

"Snap!"

The tennis ball hit the net.

Yamamoto Taro revealed a look of annoyance.

"Try again," Takahashi Yanichi encouraged.

"Bang!"

Failed again.

"Bang!"

It went out of bounds.

Kimura Kojiro on the opposite side ran over excitedly.

"Come, come, come, I'll teach you, it's very simple."

"It's not hard at all."

"As long as you swing the racket, you can hit it over."

Saying this, he began to demonstrate actively.

Takahashi Yanichi, having nothing better to do, found an empty spot and sat down.

"Bang!"

It didn't clear the net again.

"Bang!"

The ball landed, and then he swung the racket.

Yamamoto Taro had made errors on several consecutive Serves, and his mentality had already somewhat collapsed.

"Serving is very simple, just swing the racket casually and that's it."

Kimura Kojiro was still continuing to "persuade," but in reality, he had already caused even more serious damage to Yamamoto Taro's spirit.

Yamamoto Taro was discouraged; he ran over to sit next to Takahashi Yan, not wanting to see that look on Kimura Kojiro's face.

"It's too hard, I think I'd better give up," Yamamoto Taro said annoyedly.

"It's very simple, extremely easy, you can succeed just by doing it casually. Try again."

"When I was learning to Serve..."

Kimura Kojiro also followed over, his expression very pleasant, and continued to speak.

"Takahashi, you try it too! It's very simple, just wave your hand and that's it."

While Kimura Kojiro was talking eloquently about his own achievements, he did not forget to draw the fire to Takahashi.

"Okay."

Contrary to Kimura Kojiro's expectations, Takahashi Yanichi said this as he stood up and picked up a white tennis racket.

"Right, it's very simple, don't listen to Yamamoto Taro's nonsense, Serving is especially simple, just hit it casually."

Kimura Kojiro's face was full of smugness.

On the Court.

Takahashi Yanichi held a tennis ball in his hand, his expression indifferent.

Subsequently, he tossed the tennis ball in his hand high into the air.

As the tennis ball began to descend, he swung his racket rapidly.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball shot out like an arrow released from a bow, landed at the baseline on the opposite side of the net, and then bounced up.

"It cleared the net, and it didn't go out of bounds."

"Takahashi is so amazing!"

Yamamoto Taro could not help but let out an exclamation of admiration.

Kimura Kojiro opened his mouth wide, unable to believe the shot before his eyes.

This shot was not only a valid Serve, but the ball speed was also very fast. He put himself in Takahashi Yanichi's shoes and was surprised to discover that he seemed unable to hit such a fast ball.

"Takahashi, how did you do it? You succeeded all at once."

Yamamoto Taro ran over excitedly.

"It is truly as classmate Kimura said, very simple; one can hit it out with just a casual wave of the hand."

"Right, classmate Kimura?"

"It really is successful with just a casual hit."

Hearing these familiar words, Kimura Kojiro did not know how to answer for a moment.