Tennis: One-on-one with the villain master, Kaido starts

The sun sets and night falls quietly.

As an international metropolis, Tokyo flashes its iconic neon lights at night.

From the air, the whole city is like a bright pearl on the entire neon plate.

It's so bright!

Pedestrians of all colors, walking alone or in groups, forget the fatigue of the day.

Study, work...

All these worries are thrown behind, immersing themselves in the night of Tokyo and enjoying a happy life.

Sixth-grade Kentaro Aoi, accompanied by Ichiro Yui, shuttles between various business districts in Tokyo.

Two words!

Eat and shop ~ Eat and shop——

After a month of hard training, Kentaro has become a little depressed. How can a twelve-year-old child train for eight or nine hours every day like going to work!

"Coach Yui, this way, let's go and see if there seems to be any street performances there."

Kentaro Aoi pointed at the crowd gathered at the corner of the street and was about to go in.

"Slow down, Kentaro Aoi!"

Yucheng followed quickly. He really liked this talented tennis player from Chiba.

He was talented, willing to endure hardships, and could persist for eight or nine hours every day.

In a few years, maybe by the time he was in high school, he would become a well-known figure in Neon U17.

Looking at Kentaro Aoi's cheerful back, Yucheng remembered the red-haired kid who made a bet with him.

"You bragging kid!"

"When we get to the National Elementary School Tennis Tournament, I'll let Kentaro Aoi teach you a lesson."

......

In the Chiba Arena in a corner of Tokyo,

A fiery red back was roaring dully, and beads of sweat hung all over his young face. The leopard print vest on his body was also soaked with sweat.

"Hoo-hoo-"

"There's still a long way to go!"

"I, Toyama Kintaro, must learn the Thunder Bagua!"

On the tennis court,

Facing the simultaneous attack of five serving machines, Kintaro was quick-eyed and quick-handed, with fast and rhythmic steps.

He easily dealt with the five tennis balls flying towards him at the same time.

'Bang bang bang...'

Five crisp hitting sounds broke through the dull panting, and a smile appeared on Kintaro's lips.

"It's done-"

It only took one day for Toyama Kintaro to master the technique of using a cross racket to hit five balls in a row.

Genius, that's all.

Kaido and Chiba, who were sitting on chairs next to the tennis court, couldn't help but sigh after seeing Kintaro succeed.

"Genius, really a genius! Kaido, I really envy you for finding a disciple like Kintaro."

"Hahaha——Chiba-kun, this may be fate!"

Kaido happily picked up the wine gourd in his hand and drank happily.

So happy!

When you are happy, you have to drink!

'Ton ton ton——'

Hmm?

"Kaido, how many times have I told you that you are not allowed to drink during working hours."

Every time Kaido drinks, he will get drunk and crazy. It's okay to get drunk and crazy, but after getting drunk, he will have to wait until the next day to wake up.

This seriously affects Kintaro's teaching progress.

"Ahaha——"

"Chiba-kun, I feel bitter! Yamato, that unfilial son, wuwu——"

"It would be great if Kintaro was my son——wuwu~"

The strong liquor went into his throat, and sad things came to mind.

As the old saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. After having such an obedient disciple like Kintaro, Kaido always thought of Yamato, the unfilial son at home.

The tear glands could not help but tremble, and big drops of hot tears flowed from the eyes of this two-meter-tall strong man.

Seeing Kaido in this state, Chiba shook his head helplessly and shouted to Kintaro.

"Kintaro, after training today, go home early. I'll take Teacher Kaido back to the room first."

"Okay--"

Kintaro responded loudly, but his hands did not stop moving for a moment.

He was no longer surprised that Teacher Kaido would cry and feel sad every time he drank.

Standing on the court, he only had yellow tennis balls in his eyes.

After a month of high-intensity training, Kintaro had a strange feeling.

In the process of hitting the tennis ball, he would begin to forget everything unconsciously, and only the tennis ball would remain in his mind.

His sight moved with the tennis ball, and his brain would subconsciously judge the flight path and landing point of the tennis ball. After the body received the instructions from the brain synchronously, it would move quickly to chase the tennis ball.

This feeling has only become very strong in the past two days.

Although Kintaro didn't know what it was, he could clearly feel that it was amplifying his body and his tennis skills were improving. "I must catch it.This feeling, let teacher Kaido see my progress. "

Kaido is very strict and rarely praises Kintaro verbally.

Although Kintaro knows in his heart that this is teacher Kaido's teaching style, and it is also to avoid his own pride and complacency.

However, as an apprentice, he wants to prove to the master - his own progress.

"Come again!"

"Today, I must grasp that feeling."

Kintaro breathed a sigh of relief, and the grip of his palm became three points stronger.

The tennis racket in his hand has become an extension of Kintaro's arm in the two hundred hours of companionship.

His eyes were fixed on the several serving machines in front of him.

'Dong Dong Dong——'

'Dong Dong Dong——'

This time, he chose to challenge six balls in a row!

The neatly arranged tennis serving machines spit out six yellow ball shadows at the same time, arranged in a straight line in the air, and rushed towards Kintaro.

"Here it comes! "

Kintaro groaned, two rays of light shot out of his eyes, and the hot blood in his body also boiled at this moment.

In a trance,

he was isolated from the whole world, no sound could be heard in his ears, and only six tennis balls flying towards him were in his eyes.

The feeling came!

In an instant, a trace of feeling surged into Kintaro's heart.

No distractions!

No distractions!

A small world with only tennis balls was slowly born in Kintaro's consciousness.

Then, on his thin body, a faint silver-white glow appeared.

Empty!

After Kintaro's body flashed with silver-white glow, , his brain was completely empty.

For a moment, Kintaro's feet were like the wind, moving quickly, and his figure shuttled between the six ball shadows.

Turning, raising his arms, swinging his racket.

All in one go.

In Kintaro's eyes, the six tennis balls slowed down, their power decreased, and it was easy to hit back.

'Bang, bang, bang--'

It was not until the tennis balls hit the ground and six sounds were heard in succession that Kintaro came out of this unique state.

He looked at the six tennis balls rolling slowly on the concrete floor with an unbelievable look on his face, not knowing what happened just now?

"How did I become so powerful all of a sudden!"

Kintaro did not notice that Chiba, who helped Kaido back to the house, looked at him in surprise on the side of the court.

Finally, he murmured.

"That is-the realm of selflessness!!!"

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