"I won't lose... I definitely won't lose here, don't even think about it... hiss——"

Yuushi Oshitari roared, and suddenly jumped up with his body which was struggling to stand, and smashed the tennis ball over the net.

He fell after landing, but stood up without caring about the pain, staring angrily at the 'him' opposite him, his aura had already been unconsciously suppressed.

For the whole morning, he had cracked his own ball skills time and time again, but he was always crushed again...

"It's not bad, the time is up, Oshitari Yuushi, you are great!"

Xingyan raised his hand and pointed behind Oshitari Yuushi.

This 'match' between the two of them, which had no rules and no one even kept track of the score, should come to an end.

From seven in the morning to eleven now, in four hours, Oshitari has been working hard to improve his own skills and surpass himself again and again.

Although he is not as brutal as the protagonist, Yuushi Oshitari has already roughly organized his tennis tactics.

He should also understand what is useful, what is useless, and when to use it.

...

...

"Xingyan... brat..."

Yuushi Oshitari looked at the 'self' opposite him and suddenly turned back into Xingyan's appearance. He raised his arm to rub his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, closed his eyes and fell backwards.

"Are you relieved now?"

Xing Yan really wanted to say that he relaxed so suddenly because he was really not afraid of being cheated.

However, he also knew that this world was still very safe and could not be compared with the ninja world where one had to be on guard against being killed at any time when going out.

Walking to the other side and picking up the phone, Xingyan called Jibe.

In less than a minute, the door of the tennis training ground opened and a group of people ran in. Looking at Yuushi Oshige lying on the ground, they were nervous and curious.

Oshitari is in a really miserable state now, with bruises all over his arms. If you didn't tell me that this was a game of tennis, you would have thought he was pinned to the ground and beaten.

"That's about it. Let him have a good sleep. As long as he doesn't suffer from amnesia, there will be no problem."

Xingyan put his cell phone in his pocket, put on his coat, picked up his tennis racket and prepared to leave.

Although he has the Sharingan that can replicate all of Oshitari Yuushi's skills and habits, it is really difficult for him to turn himself into another person and completely seal his own strength to play tennis.

"Xingyan, let's go to the restaurant to eat later."

Atobe Keigo looked at Xingyan's back, shouted at him not to run around, and then had someone carry Oshina to the infirmary.

By the time Xingyan took a shower, changed clothes and went to the restaurant, although Obito Yuushi was still listless, he was finally able to sit at the dining table with clear consciousness.

"Not bad to wake up so soon."

Xingyan sat down, looked at Oshitari standing opposite him, and pushed a very sweet cake over to him with a smile.

After consuming so much energy, this guy should eat something sweet to replenish his energy.

"Thanks..."

Yuushi Oshitari took the cake and ate it in small bites, then thanked Xingyan.

As to whether he was thanking him for the cake or for practicing with him for the whole morning, only Oshitari himself knew the answer.

"Okay, okay, everyone is here, it's time to eat, Xingyan, you eat more, Oshitsuka, you should eat quickly too..."

Mukaito looked at the two men, took some of the food brought by Jiro and Shishido and placed it in front of them.

No one disturbed them this morning, but they were still as worried as ever.

"You two guys, do you need to continue tomorrow?"

Atobe ate his portion of lunch gracefully, then asked about the results of the two men's training.

He first looked at Xingyan who had not changed much, and then stared at Oshitari who had a steady posture for a while. He always felt that there seemed to be some secret between the two of them.

"No need, Oshitari-senpai, continue your training as normal. I'll watch you play a few games tomorrow morning, and then I'll make a new training schedule. As for the regional qualifiers, don't be too careless. We need to have someone collect some intelligence..."

After Xingyan had eaten his fill, he sat on a chair and told them about what he would be busy with in the next few days.

As for Yuushi Oshitari, let him train like this first. After a new training schedule is drawn up, he will personally teach this senior some professional-level improved ball skills.

Compared with the professional level, Oshitari's stats are too low, and it is quite good that the improved weak version can be used.

"Thank you for your hard work, you still have to go..."

Atobe looked at Xingyan with a serious look and felt a little bit awkward about this young man who should have been shining in the world arena but came here to work for the tennis club.

Everyone knows that Xing Yan is the youngest among everyone, but because he is too strong, he has to bear all these burdens.

"Well, I still have to go to the club activity this afternoon. Apart from him, I don't know who else can give me the direction to pursue and surpass others."

Xingyan nodded. There was no way he could change his plan to play tennis with Nanjiro Echizen.

Even if the system did not have the task of one hundred games, he still needed to go to the Echizen family to hone himself.

Even though he was a little tired, this world was still very safe after all. Compared to his training in the ninja world, it was actually planned to be within the scope of leisure and entertainment.

"Which one? Xingyan, who is this senior you've been playing tennis with recently?"

Yue Ren curiously asked about the doubts that most people had, and they really didn't know.

Although Tezuka knew about it, he always had a vague idea and never mentioned the identity of the mysterious uncle.

"Didn't Atobe tell me? I'm going to the Echizen family, Echizen Nanjiro-senpai."

Xingyan blinked innocently. He didn't say that this matter needed to be kept secret.

So you guys don’t know, it’s Atobe’s problem, so stop glaring at me!

"Echizen, Echizen Nanjiro? Is that the legendary samurai Nanjiro?"

Yuushi Oshitari used to feel sleepy after eating, but now he suddenly felt energetic.

Eating melons and chatting about gossip, this is probably a moment that everyone will be interested in.

"Well, he wasn't in Japan before. This time, his son had to come back to school, so the whole family returned. His son is about the same age as me. If there are no other accidents, we will meet at the same age."

Looking at these curious people, Xing Yan threw them another explosive piece of news.

The son of the samurai Nanjiro is going to meet them in the tournament.

"Metropolitan University? Which school are you from?"

Yue Ren was surprised, and followed up the topic by asking who the opponent was.

"Qingxue, Youth Academy."

Atobe snorted in dissatisfaction and took the initiative to talk about the school that Ryoma Echizen attended.

"Does Atobe know the little samurai? Have you ever fought him? How strong is the little samurai? How many points can he take from you, Atobe?"

Everyone's gossip focus immediately shifted, and they stared at Atobe, waiting to hear what he had to say about the little samurai.

However, they wanted to listen, but Atobe suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

He picked up the coffee and looked at the others with a smile.

Then he raised his eyebrows at Xingyan and asked him with his eyes whether he wanted to tell him all the news about Echizen Ryoma.