I Never Hang Up When I Play Tennis

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At night, in front of the dormitory building, Tezuka silently looked at the sky, thinking about everything during the day.

He has long decided to become a professional player, since elementary school.

However, the price of becoming a professional player is beyond Tezuka's imagination.

Like Takamura, who has been insisting on an ascetic life for many years, can he hold on to it?

No vacations, no leisure, no entertainment...

There is also schoolwork. After several hours of high-intensity training every day, the academic performance cannot decline. The energy and difficulty involved are beyond imagination...

Tezuka laughed to himself.

If you have already made up your mind, why hesitate? Where is the usual calm?

Tezuka's eyes flickered and she made up her mind.

Yukimura House, unlike Takamura and Tezuka who need to live on campus or dorm, Yukimura can go home.

At this time, Seiichi Yukimura was also at a loss, and even had a trace of panic.

It's a lifetime's gamble whether to target a pro gamer or not.

Moreover, it was in the first year of high school.

Tennis, Yukimura undoubtedly likes. However, Yukimura did feel that the joy of tennis was fading little by little over time.

Are you really ready to aim for a career?

Yukimura asked herself.

Move on, or give up.

After all, own tennis, too terrifying.

Sanada, Tezuka, and Takamura flashed through his mind, and Yukimura made a decision.

I want to play tennis.

"Dad, Mom, I have something I want to tell you..."

Sanada House.

The first to make a decision, the most determined one was Sanada.

Because he knew that among several people, his talent was the worst.

When talent is insufficient, only diligence can make up for it.

Tennis, he will not give up.

That night, Sanada arrived at Takamura's residence.

"I will not give up. From tomorrow, I will give up Kendo and Zazen."

"I'm going to be a pro."

"..." Takamura.

You are not a young lady, why are you here at night?

Decide not to be so aggressive.

"Kendo and Zazen will help you in your practice, don't give up. Come on Monday, play with me on Monday."

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King's House.

Nio kept mumbling to himself while holding vegetables that he usually didn't look at.

"It's not a vegetable, it's not a vegetable."

"It's a roast, this is a roast."

Then, swallow it.

Then, it's so unpalatable.

The people around were stunned.

"That, Niwang's father, does Niwang have some brains?" Niwang's mother pointed.

Niwang's father nodded solemnly.

No, go to the hospital.

...

The others were struggling, and the next day, after returning to Tokyo, Takamura came to the club and trained on his own schedule.

Pupupu, swinging again and again, like an electric fan, can't see clearly, the speed of the server is already close to the speed of sound.

It's not that it can't be reached, but because it exceeds the speed of sound, it will cause a sonic boom and cause a huge roar.

The main thing is that what Takamura practiced is one beat and many hits.

No matter how fast or how many tennis balls are, they all gather around Takamura like a bird returning to its nest.

chop, Lob, topspin ball, snake ball, spin serve...

A well-known technique, Takamura pinched it, tennis is like a part of Takamura's body, let Takamura handle it.

Takamura's technology has reached an unimaginable level.

The speed is getting faster and faster, the power is getting bigger and bigger, and the body is constantly using the power.

Takamura knew this was a breakthrough.

The long-term training, accumulated over time, is like the deposition before the eruption of a volcano, accumulating strength and waiting for the eruption.

Finally, there seemed to be a crisp sound.

Takamura can't take it anymore, and is no longer hiding his strength.

The sonic boom came, and a loud noise spread all around; the wind was four-fold, like an eighth-level gale, blowing tennis balls and dust; a series of figures spread all over the court.

One, two, three... 20 afterimages, all over the court, appeared at the same time.

Numerous powers poured out from Takamura's body.

"Ding Dong, congratulations on the master's improvement in strength, and now start scanning."

"The maximum output is 5 tons, the speed is 252 m/s, the bone density is increased, the grip strength of the right hand is increased by 20%, and the grip strength of the left hand is increased by 10%..."

"Congratulations to the master for his breakthrough, the intellectual brain has begun to evolve."

Numerous energies and calories of the body are drawn by mysterious forces, gathered in the brain, and absorbed by the intellectual brain.

The computing speed of the intellectual brain suddenly increased by 10 times, and it continued to rise. At the same time, the speed of absorbing energy also continued to accelerate.

"Enough, enough, I won't be able to do any more." Takamura yelled inwardly.

Finally, the intellectual brain has evolved. Takamura was also pale.

He really didn't have a drop.

After the evolution of the intellectual brain, the computing speed has increased ten thousand times, and the analysis speed has also greatly increased.

Most importantly, Takamura can precisely control about one-tenth of the cells in the body, which is 1 billion cells, with the help of the brain through the precise calculation of the brain.

Controlling cells requires Takamura to provide a lot of energy. For today's Takamura, it can only be controlled for 2 hours a day, which is unsustainable.

But even so, the benefits of this advancement for Takamura are unimaginable. *