Chapter 1 Farewell to Companions
Chapter 1 Farewell to Companions
"wonbyYukimura, 6-0." As the yellow ball fell to the ground, Yukimura stepped forward in the terrified eyes of the other party, and he stretched out a slender hand.
"It was a fun game," Yukimura said.
But the opponent just turned his head and left with a frustrated and lonely mood.
Different from the gloomy and gloomy atmosphere of Mu Zhi Fuji Middle School, the main candidates of Li Hai University could no longer hold back their excitement, and rushed forward to surround their minister, their king, Yukimura Seiichi, son of god.
"We are the champions, and there is no dead end for Lihai's two consecutive championships!" Someone in the corner yelled first, and then the entire venue was full of cheers from Lihai University members, who shouted excitedly: "Yukimura! Yukimura! Yukimura!..."
Yukimura raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and clenched the racket in his hand.How long has it been since he felt this feeling, was it one day, two days, one year, two years... When he was pushed into the pale operating room for the last time, he told himself that he would definitely come back, and he would continue His mythology, and he's back, in an unusual way.No unpredictable injuries, no bleak operating room...
Yukimura Seiichi, he told himself - the return of the king.
On the podium of the national competition for middle school students, Yukimura Seiichi, wearing a coat, led a group of teenagers with fighting spirit in their eyes, and won the championship trophy for the second time.The shutter keeps this happy moment forever...
The heat of August took away the aftertaste of victory in the national competition. Lihai University's two consecutive championships are over, but they still have greater ambitions, Lihai University's three consecutive championships...
However, Yukimura uncharacteristically led all the main candidates to Hakone, not for training, but for a real two-day vacation with all expenses covered.For members who are familiar with the nature of ministers, it is no less than red rain from the sky.
In fact, there really is no such good thing.
Soaking in the hot spring, sipping a cold drink, watching the members of the club fight, Yukimura smiled and looked at Sanada beside him: "Sanada, everyone is so relaxed."
Sanada's eyes were on the wine glass in Yukimura's hand first, and then he lowered his hat after looking at each other for a long time: "It's really too slack, double the training next week."
"No way!" Kirihara and Marui's screams broke through the heavens.
Yukimura shook his head silently.
Liu sat on the shore wearing a bath towel, holding a notebook in his hand, writing data without stopping. Sanada gave this kind of good boy who didn't forget his duty even on vacation, Sanada gave him an admiring look.
However, Liu suddenly stopped writing, and his closed eyes suddenly opened in a mist, and his dark brown eyes fixed his eyes firmly on Yukimura: "You must have something to say, Seiichi."
Yukimura laughed.
The noise in the room suddenly calmed down, and everyone involuntarily turned their attention to Yukimura.
"I really can't hide it from you, Liu." Yukimura said, "The first thing, thank you for your hard work this year. I am very satisfied with the two consecutive victories in the national competition and the fifteen consecutive victories in the Kanto competition. Then the next one Years, please keep working hard, there is no dead end in Lihai's third consecutive championship."
"Hi!" The teenagers responded with pride and determination to win.
"The second thing..."
"Sorry, I have to leave everyone for a while."
"What!" Sanada yelled in surprise, and then pursed the corners of his lips unnaturally.
"I'm going to the United States before the fall semester starts, and I won't be able to come back before the Kanto competition next year. Please don't relax while I'm away." Yukimura said with a smile.
"Minister, don't worry, as the trump card of the first grade, I, Kirihara Akashi, will also bring you the victory." Kirihara's kelp head shook as if in agreement.
Yukimura laughed.
But King Ni suddenly asked: "Minister, why are you going to the United States?"
Good guy, have guts.Kirihara Akaya and Marui Bunta, two little animals, muttered silently in their hearts.
"For healing."
But Yukimura's words made people not optimistic.
"What's the disease?" Sanada, as Yukimura's best friend, was the only one who didn't look rude when he asked this question.
"...acute radiculitis, also known as Guillain-Barr syndrome."
As soon as the words fell, Liu's surprised eyes fell on Yukimura undisguised.Yukimura knew that with knowledge as vast as a friend's database, he must have known about this disease and its consequences: body paralysis, loss of motor ability, gradual paralysis... also know how recurrent this disease is .
Even if the surgery is successful, the chances of recurrence are high.As a tennis player, it's like the voice of death.
"Even without you, we still want to dominate the country." Sanada suddenly stood up from the bath, put on his bathrobe, turned around and took two steps, and stopped again, "Until you come back, we will not lose .So, please come back safely, Jingshi."
"Xianichiro." Yukimura seldom calls Sanada by his name, but such a serious friend can't help but move him, "I once said, to dominate the world with you. This sentence always counts. But it is more important than this Yes, please enjoy tennis, don’t forget your original intention, and don’t take my illness as a burden. Relax and welcome every match.”
"Although you said that..." Sanada clenched his fists.
"I'm leaving Li Haida to you, Genichiro." Yukimura smiled, "But I just ask you to take care of these disobedient guys for the time being. Anyway, Li Haida will be able to relax before I come back." Entering the national competition, don't be so nervous."
"Too slack." Sanada's ears turned red, then he opened the Japanese room door and walked out quickly.
There was silence.
"What's the matter, don't you want to continue soaking in the hot springs? Let's continue training in the afternoon." Yukimura put on his yukata leisurely, and walked out with a calm and steady pace.
"Minister really... hides something deeply." Yagyu sighed and looked at his partner Nioh.
Nioh's expression was as usual with a hippie smile: "Since the minister told us not to worry about his condition, let's relax and enjoy the game. Ah, today's weather is just right for a game, partner, let's have a game."
So Yagyu and Nioh also left.
In the afternoon, Li Haida's independent combat practice began.
Kirihara laughed wildly: "Let my first-year ace, Akira Kirihara, destroy you too."
"That's right, Akaya." Yukimura's gentle and gentle voice sounded behind Xiao Kelp's ears, causing his hair to lose color in an instant, but he fell into demonization.
"Minister..." Kirihara pretended to be indifferent, jumped twice on the spot, clenched his racket tightly, and whispered to himself, "One day, sooner or later, I will drop you three monsters from the throne."
"Then please come and try."
Field No. [-], Yukimura Seiichi VS Kirihara Akaya.
On the second field, Bunta Marui VS Masaharu Nioh.
Nioh Masaharu touched the braid behind his back helplessly: "If it weren't for the senior Maori who is preparing for the final exam, if I don't take the trip this time, I will be free."
"What, do you think it's a disadvantage to fight with today's genius?" Marui jumped up and down.
Nioh shrugged: "No, I just feel a little regretful. I mean, the game on the opposite field was very exciting... If this is the case, then I'm sorry. I will try my best and end the game earlier. I hope It can cut kelp faster than the other side.”
"The loser must be you." Marui jumped angrily.
Probably the matchup in the No. [-] field is really attractive, and all the main players who did not have a game gathered in the No. [-] field.
Sanada and Liu, one folded their arms, and the other closed their eyes.But obviously, they are all paying attention to this game.
"I bet fifty yen that the minister wins." Yagyu said very bluntly.
"Follow." Kuwahara said.
Sanada glanced at them lightly, then said coldly, "Yukimura."
"The chance of Yukimura winning is 100%." Military divisions seldom come to a definite conclusion, but...
When Yukimura served the ball, it was a diagonal ace ball as soon as he started. The speed was so fast that it flew out of bounds before Kirihara could react.
"15-0." The coach of the venue played a guest referee.
"It's so fast..." Kuwahara couldn't help sighing, "This is the strength of Minister Yukimura, the technique without muddle along, without redundant movements, superfluous moves, as long as you stand opposite you, it can give you a strong mental pressure .”
"The strength increased by 20.00%, and the speed increased by 40.00%. Yukimura took off the gravity buckle, but this should only be [-]% of the force." Liu's data is accurate.
Kirihara could hear the discussions of the seniors, he could be said to be the most intuitive recipient of the data in Liu's mouth, but...
Yukimura's second serve was still a clean straight knife, Kirihara was calm and calm, this time he saw the trajectory. "Here." Started with small steps on one foot, and arrived at the landing point of the ball in two steps.
"It's so heavy..." Kirihara didn't expect the ball to be so powerful, which was in sharp contrast to Yukimura's slender body.
The racket falls off the wrist.
"...30-0." Even the referee couldn't help slandering whether this is the tennis level of a middle school student.
In half a minute, Yukimura won his serve and Kirihara failed to score a point.
Kirihara Chi was also one game behind, which was not uncommon in the duel between him and Yukimura. "Minister, if you want to fight, you must use at least [-]% of your strength. If you take it lightly, I will beat-break-you."
The arrogant words did not make Yukimura angry.
Cut the original serve.
The speed of the ball was very fast, and Yukimura saw through the route of the ball without any effort, and came to the landing point first.But the moment the ball hit the ground, it suddenly became four, eight, and then sixteen.
"Irregular serve." An excited light flashed in Kirihara's eyes.
"Good serve." Sanada commented, "But you want to beat Yukimura like this, too naive, Akaya."
Sure enough, Yukimura smiled: "The ball can't be separated, there is only one entity." The moment the tennis ball and the racket net met, there was a sharp friction sound, and the ball seemed to pass through the net, and suddenly disappeared .
"Didn't you receive it, no..." Liu excitedly recorded, "It's a rotation, a high-speed irregular rotation."
I am pasting a white line.
The whole place was silent.
With such an overwhelming strength, Yukimura Seiichi is worthy of the title of Emperor Rikkai.
"Then, what are you going to do, Akaya..." Yukimura clenched his racket tightly and murmured.
"won by Yukimura 2-0."
Yukimura's strength like sweeping thousands of troops wiped out Kirihara Chiya's spirit within 1 minute, he lowered his head, no one could see his expression clearly.
Clenched fist tightly.Kirihara Akaya's expression became more ferocious.
You can't even hit a single ball back, Akaya Kirihara, you are so bad...
When he raised his head, his expression was completely different.
"I want to dye you red."
A devil's smile bloomed on the face of the arrogant junior.
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