Chapter 38. Qian Shi is pure!

  "Teiko Middle School won this one! The score was 6-0!"

  Both doubles were won without any suspense, and both were with overwhelming advantages.

  The people watching once again realized that Di Guang was powerful beyond his age.

  "Ban Lao. I'm sorry."

  Shanbuki's two seniors stood in front of Ban Lao with guilt on their faces and said in an embarrassed tone.

  After all, they were also players who had played doubles in the national competition, but they didn't expect that facing Di Guang's doubles, the opponent could defeat two of them alone.

  "Just leave the rest to the people behind you."

  "You have worked very hard."

  Comforting the two young men in front of him, the old man glanced at Midorima and Murasakibara not far away.

  For the first time, he discovered how terrifying this thing "talent" is.

  The other party is so outstanding in only the first grade. I think he will grow even more unreasonable in the next two years.

  In the next two years, Yamabuki may face such a powerful enemy.

  If no suitable singles player is found to rock the field, it will be hard to say whether Yamabuki will be able to get a spot in the national competition in the future.

  (This time in three singles, it might be a little too early to let the kid play.)

  Thinking of the next game, Banlao suddenly became a little worried.

  It was a new seedling that was finally found. If something went wrong because it couldn't withstand the blow, it would be in big trouble.

  There are no weak players in Teikou.

  "It looks like it's my turn to play next." His

  orange hair was swaying, and his petite body walked in front of the old man.

  Sengoku Kiyoshi

  is a first-year freshman who just joined the Yamabuki Tennis Club this year, and is one of the few players who is appreciated by his seniors.

  "Qianshi, don't force yourself too much."

  "Although the other party is in the same grade as you, he can't be underestimated."

  Although I have to remind him, I can't speak too bluntly, otherwise Qianshi will definitely not listen with his current mentality.

  Young people always want to hit the wall and say,

  "Don't worry, I will accompany you." "

  They are indeed very powerful, but I don't think I will lose."

  "I am very lucky today."

  Qianshi did not let go of his words. In his heart, he looked at the opponent's yellow-haired player who was about to take the field and said happily.

  "Are you lucky?"

  The old man muttered thoughtfully when he saw the departing figure.

  Kise Ryota VS Senseki Seiju!

  "The No. 3 singles match begins! Yamabuki Sengoku's pure serve!"

  After the referee declared, Sengoku took out a tennis ball from his trouser pocket, and then showed a proud smile.

  Sure enough, he was particularly lucky today. Not only was he able to play, but he also got the right to serve first, which is enough to prove this.

  ...

  "By the way, Midori, he seems to be the same type of player as you."

  Midorima just returned to the sidelines to take a rest, and unexpectedly heard Momoi's joking voice.

  Hearing this, everyone else turned their attention to Qian Shi.

  But as the game started, everyone didn't find anything special about him.

  "I'm talking about divination!"

  "He seems to be a keen divination player."

  "And today is his lucky day."

  Everyone was a little confused by Momoi's words, and they had no impression of the previous information.

  Momoi looked at the few people a little dissatisfied, and then explained.

  "Uh"

  "Aside from Lu Zai, is there anyone else who would be like this?"

  "I can't tell at all. He doesn't seem to be carrying anything weird?"

  "Vulcan Lord, your speech is a bit rude."

  Everyone understood. After that, they communicated instantly, and at the same time they were surprised by Qianshi's existence.   

  "I remember that the first person today was Sagittarius."

  "The lucky color is yellow, and the mascot is a racket."

  Midorima immediately told what happened today.

  "But I feel like he is not very lucky."

  "Isn't this being beaten by Kise?"

  "It seems that superstition is really superstitious and not advisable."

  While several people were talking, the score on the field had already come. 2-0, Kise's lead.

  Following this process, they didn't find anything lucky about Qianshi.

  "Isn't his greatest luck today that he met Kise?"

  But as Bai Jin's words rang out, everyone fell silent for a moment.

  According to this statement, then Qianshi may be really lucky.

  Because he doesn't have to face any of the strong singles players from Aomine, Kagami, Shirazu, and Akashi.

  Instead, Kise, who was still in the growth stage, faced him.

  Although there is still a huge gap between the two, they are already the most suitable opponents.

  (Although his movements seemed sloppy, even if I hit the ball to the farthest point, he could still catch up quickly)

  (What a really powerful guy.) He

  hit the ball back with his backhand, but was knocked back by Kise. He easily caught it and lobbed a short ball to score points, Qianshi thought in his mind as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

  At this time, he realized the meaning of his old partner's words before taking the field.

  That already implies that there is an unbridgeable gap between him and his opponent, so don't put too much psychological pressure on him.

  (It's okay, I'll accompany you.)

  (I won't give up so easily.)

  Thinking of the defeat of his seniors, Qianshi patted his cheek. His immature face showed an undeterred expression, and his bright eyes stared at Hold on to the opponent in front.

  "Bang!"

  "Huh?"

  During the next confrontation with Qianshi, Kise suddenly noticed something was wrong.

  The opponent seemed to gradually get used to the balls he hit back, and hit them back one by one.

  "I'm obviously sweating all over my head."

  "But this is a wonderful feeling."

  "I see, did you see my ball path?"

  Observing Sengoku's every move, Kise, who is good at imitating, saw through the opponent's at a glance. Metamorphosis.

  This person has very strong dynamic vision, which gradually began to show its effectiveness in the confrontation with himself.

  The trajectory that he couldn't see through before was now able to fight back.

  "But. It's a pity."

  "Bang!"

  "The game is over! Ryota Kise of Teikou Middle School wins, the score is 6-0!" Kise

  turned his arm and hit the ball back hard. Kise only showed a pity expression. .

  Compared with him who has grown up, the other party's sudden growth is too insignificant.

  If he usually carries out intensive training, maybe Kise will show off some skills to fight today.

  After knocking him down mercilessly, Kise walked back to the center of the field, looking a little surprised at the opponent's unfazed expression.

  He didn't expect that the opponent in front of him had such a good mentality.

  "Thank you for your advice. I hope I can have a chance to play against you next time."

  Qianshi extended his hand and smiled, not caring about this failure.

  "You are really optimistic."

  Holding hands, Kise didn't know why he had such an idea. It was obvious that few of the opponents he had encountered before wanted to play against them again.

  "It's so lucky for me to know and play against such powerful players of my age."

  "Isn't it a good thing to have an opponent I can chase?"

  (End of Chapter)