Ice emperor.
On the tennis court in the afternoon.
"Atobe Keigo, Oshitari Yuushi, the two of you continue!"
Xingyan came back from U17 and dragged both the regular and reserve players onto the tennis court of Hyotei, played a practice match with each of them, and then continued to give them one-on-two coaching exercises.
This time, it wasn't just Oshitari Yuushi who was trained to the point of being useless, the others were almost the same.
Especially Tezuka, who should have had the best endurance, became completely exhausted after the training and could no longer maintain his gorgeous style.
"Xingyan, are you really not tired?"
After finishing training, Yuushi Oshitari lay directly on the tennis court and reached out to grab Xingyan who was walking past him.
"It will be tiring, but you are all too weak."
Xing Yan endured it and tried not to step on it.
...
...
If this guy wasn't so tired that his head was dizzy, he would definitely teach him a lesson on the rules.
Just like Yueren and Jilang who always wanted to launch a sneak attack when they were little, if they were not properly disciplined, they would probably be thrown out by him out of habit next time.
"Don't be so discouraging. We are already at the national level now. You can't judge us by professional standards. Seeing how hard we train, why don't you praise us a little..."
I don't know who Yuushi Oshitari learned this from, but after that he started playing the victim.
"You're still serious about your training. I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning."
Xing Yan thought about it and felt that he didn’t seem to be very good at praising people.
In that case, let's prepare some rewards for them so that they will continue to work hard in the future.
"Breakfast? I want to eat!"
Jilang, who was originally asleep, was able to grasp the key points even in his sleep. He jumped up and started shouting excitedly before even opening his eyes.
“Is it that delicious?”
Although he knew that he had the magical skill of mastering cooking, Xing Yan just thought it was okay. After all, it was just mastery, not the ability to directly sublimate the raw materials.
At least in his own opinion, it is similar to the chef at home.
"It's different. Brother Xingyan made breakfast for me. Just thinking about it makes me happy. I feel full of strength now. For tomorrow's breakfast, I want to play another game!"
Jiro Akutagawa ran in grabbing his racket. In order to be worthy of the breakfast made by Xingyan himself, he had to train hard!
"This guy...he's been sleeping for an hour, right?"
Shishido Ryo leaned against the wall, watching Jiro come on stage again to ask for abuse, and he felt all kinds of bad.
That guy just fell asleep, and we are training non-stop here.
Now everyone is too tired to move, but this bastard wakes up and is feeling proud again, right?
"Tomorrow's training for Jiro will be back to normal!"
Atobe was also very tired today. During the team training just now, he was caught again and again because he had the best endurance.
Now looking at Jiro running around, I am sure that Jiro does not actually need to rest, so let him resume the same amount of training as everyone else.
After an afternoon of training, everyone rested for a while and then went home.
After returning home, Xingyan just did some normal basic training and then had a good rest.
Nothing will happen in the next few days, at least not before the semi-finals and finals of the metropolitan competition, so there will be no distractions.
.........
A week passed quickly, and in the busy training, it was soon the final day of the competition.
There will still be many matches held today, but those are all in the loser's revival match competition area.
They are the teams that advance to the semi-finals and only need to play two games, the semi-finals in the morning and the final in the afternoon.
"Xingyan, you guys have to be careful. I heard from my senior that Yamabuki's Akutsu has some problems. He injured several players in the previous game..."
At the venue of the Metropolitan Tournament, Echizen Ryoma, who was not late today, saw Xingyan and walked over to tell him the information about Yamabuki.
"It doesn't matter. When it comes to fighting, that's my strong point."
Xingyan reached out and patted Ryoma's hat. He really didn't think this was a threat to Akutsu Jin.
And he knew that guy wouldn't play in doubles, and in singles...
Atobe is the third in singles, and Yamabuki’s third in singles is often Sengoku Kiyomizu.
Lucky Sengoku?
I hope his luck can last a little longer in the face of splendor.
"By the way, it seems my old man is here too. He might be here to watch your game."
Ryoma tugged at the brim of his hat, wanting to go back to their Qingxue competition field, but suddenly remembered another thing.
I don’t know what’s wrong with the old man recently, but he suddenly told him to work hard and said that even the future tennis club company has already reserved a position for him.
It's really becoming more and more abnormal.
It was probably because Xingyan was busy training the regular players of Hyotei, which made the old man too bored and even sick.
"Are you sure that uncle came here to see me, not you?"
Xingyan shook his head and thought it was impossible. Echizen Nanjiro hated crowded places, so how could he appear in the semi-finals of the metropolitan tournament...
wrong...
The mountain blows, accompanying the fields?
If I remember correctly, this companion has some connection with Echizen Nanjiro, and in the original plot, there was an incident where Echizen Nanjiro came to quarrel with this old man.
But this time Yamabuki’s opponent is no longer Seigaku, but Echizen Nanjiro still came?
"He never watches me play. I'm leaving. Remember to go see Karubin when you're done."
Longma shook his head. His current match was not good enough to attract the old man's attention.
However, he still hopes that Xingyan can come to his house more often to play tennis.
Although he actually wanted his old man to be more obedient after playing tennis, Karubin has indeed been a little lacking in energy recently. Yesterday, he was seen running to the door and looking out.
"Today's game is over, and after that I can relax a little bit."
Xingyan nodded, and he and Longma turned around and walked towards their own school team.
Although they would not meet in the morning, they would meet again in the final in the afternoon. At this time, there was still some tension between the two school teams.
Only Xingyan and Longma, two first-year members, could still engage in friendly chatting at this time without any concern.
The returning Xingyan and everyone from Bingdi walked to the competition venue this morning.
The Yamabuki players on the opposite side were already doing simple warm-ups, and an elderly man was sitting in the coaching booth.
Yamabuki's coach, Mikiya Banda, has been a tennis coach for many years and is said to be a very good coach.
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