The Strongest Player in Sports

afternoon.

Tennis club.

After the day's course was over, the members of the tennis club gathered together again.

Zongshen's management of the team is not very strict.

In the first few days of the trials, the freshmen were not asked to pick up the ball.

Therefore, in their free time, freshmen can match with seniors.

boom!

With a jump from the hand, Racquet buckled heavily.

The harsh crackling sound echoed.

The tennis ball flew like a bullet, piercing the air.

After the fall, the ground trembled fiercely.

The second-year senior who was matching with his hand narrowed his eyes and just wanted to react.

But underestimated how fast the ball bounced.

The tennis ball flashed, rushed past him and bounced out.

"Really worthy of being a handist!'

The second grader swallowed.

After a match, he was directly shaved and bald.

6--0!

Shoujia wins.

"This year's new students are so scary!"

"Are these people really new? Why are they so powerful!"

"Not only the hand, look at that Yukimura, he even sealed the third and 25th grade seniors!

There was a noise from all around.

The second and third grade students looked at them in shock.

It is hard to imagine that this year's freshmen will be so strong.

"Too lax!"

Just as people were discussing, a low drink rang out.

I saw Sanada swinging his racket vigorously, and the tennis shot exploded, drawing a pale yellow light.

Boom!

The tennis ball roared and flicked out under the shocked gaze of the seniors.

6--0!

Sanada wins.

"Guru~"

The person who was shocked by the strength of the hand and Yukimura subconsciously swallowed.

Looking at this group of freshmen, they showed a ghostly expression.

"Never compromise!"

A senior student suddenly yelled: "As senior seniors, how can we give up? We must defeat this group of freshmen!"

Talking.

Focus on the other freshmen.

He couldn't beat a handful of people.

But it doesn't mean that other freshmen are the same.

As a result, freshmen other than Yukimura have become the main goals of the upper grades.

"Don't you need to stop it?

Yamato saw this and was afraid of a conflict between the upper grades and the freshmen.

"Need not!'

Zongshen shook his head.

A positive trial will be held tomorrow.

If they lose in the trials, these senior students will definitely be dissatisfied.

So it's better to let them compete first.

Give these senior students a vaccination.

The match on the field continues.

But what shocks the senior students is that this year's freshmen are all like wolves.

Oishi, Inui Sadaharu, and Kikumaru also entered people’s sight.

Although not as good as Yukimura.

But the strength is beyond doubt.

Even in the face of seniors in the second and third grades, they will not fall behind.

It can even take the initiative.

This result is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for those senior students.

It's fine if you can't beat one or two.

After all, there are several geniuses every year, and these geniuses are indeed better than ordinary people.

But now it's not one or two.

It's a group.

A group of freshmen are better than them.

Let these seniors feel that they have learned tennis in vain.

Two or three more years of rice were eaten for nothing.

"This year's new students are terrible!"

"Yes!"

"Tomorrow's selection will be held by these freshmen, right?"

"Damn it, I waited for two years!"

"What about two years? You are still weaker than others!"

The senior students looked disappointed.

Now that Seigaku has undergone Zongshen's reforms, there has been no previous inheritance system.

Although they are senior students.

But if you want to be a positive candidate, you still need to rely on your own strength.

Now that the freshmen are so powerful, their dreams of being elected are probably broken.

"The seniors are so amazing!"

Oishi sighed.

But as soon as these words fell, the senior students glared at Oishi one by one.

They had just failed miserably, and Oishi said they were great.

Is this surely mocking them?

"hateful!"

"Although you freshmen are great, why should we take into account the feelings of our seniors!"

"Oishi, you are too much!"

The second and third grade students stared at Oishi.

"I, I don't!"

Oishi waved his hand quickly, his anxious face flushed.

He didn't mean that.

Although he has a good foundation, his strength in freshmen is not bad.

However, there are still some shortcomings for senior students.

The words just now were from his heart.

"Oishi, I believe you!"

Kikumaru leaned in and said with a smile on his face.

"thanks!'

Oishi's face eased a little.

But I still bowed and apologized to the seniors.

Then I walked aside and took out the doubles tutorial book.

After fighting with seniors just now, he found that he was indeed not suitable for singles.

Although the foundation is solid, there is nothing particularly eye-catching.

"Oishi, do you want to focus on doubles?"

Kikumaru leaned over his head, his face full of curiosity.

"Um!"

"I'm not as good as you Kikumaru, so I can only choose doubles!"

Oishi nodded, losing his tone.

"Then you have found a good companion?"

Kikumaru continued to ask.

"No 443 no!"

Hearing this, Oishi's expression stagnated.

Although he wanted to focus on doubles, he had never thought about who the doubles companions would look for.

Thinking of this, he was frustrated.

I feel that my whole life is gloomy.

Singles can't be crushed by their peers, and no one doubles with him.

It seems that I can't do anything by myself.

"Then form doubles with me!

Kikumaru tilted his head and smiled, and touched his cheek: "I am not good at singles. If I can form doubles with Oishi, I will definitely be stronger."

"Really?

Oishi looked up sharply.

Unexpectedly that he is so weak, Kikumaru is still willing to form doubles with himself.

"Of course!"

Kikumaru smiled brilliantly: "But we have formed doubles, then we must become the strongest in the country, just like Mutsu-senpai!"

"The country's strongest doubles?

Oishi's heart trembled.

This is something he never thought of.

Now mentioned by Kikumaru, it is like a seed, deeply rooted in my heart.

"Do you want to?"

Kikumaru stretched out the racquet and placed it in front of Oishi.

"Um!"

Oishi's eyes got brighter and brighter, then nodded hard.

Snapped!

The two racquets leaned together and made a crisp sound, as if they had witnessed the birth of a pair of golden doubles.

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