hotmtlnovel #136 - Overseas elites are no more than this
#136 - Overseas elites are no more than this
With a turn of his foot, Yukimura's figure vanished from the spot.
When Yukimura reappeared, he was already at the ball's landing point.
In an instant, he swung his racket!
With a 'thud,' Yukimura returned the ball once more.
Suddenly, a massive aura emanated from Yukimura's body, quickly enveloping the entire court.
The air vibrated with a boom, and the tennis ball shot towards Tokugawa Kazuya like a cannonball.
"How can this be?!"
Tokugawa Kazuya's pupils contracted sharply, and he couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
The speed, power, and spin of this ball far exceeded his capabilities.
Just as Tokugawa Kazuya was stunned, the tennis ball flew past him in a flash, and the terrifying airflow turned into劲气, leaving a small cut on his arm!
"30-0!"
Immediately afterward, the staff announced the score again.
Tokugawa Kazuya looked at the dark ball mark at his feet, and his expression changed drastically.
He hadn't reacted at all just now, or rather, he had reacted, but his body couldn't move.
That speed had already surpassed his body's reaction time.
"Is this the strength of a world-class player?!"
Tokugawa Kazuya's eyes showed shock as he looked at Yukimura.
Moreover, the other party was only a second-year middle school student.
Child of God!!
"Damn it!!"
A feeling of unwillingness surged into Tokugawa Kazuya's heart.
This unwillingness made Tokugawa Kazuya's face even more gloomy.
On the other side, Yukimura noticed Tokugawa Kazuya's expression and chuckled softly.
"The show is about to begin."
Shūji Tanegashima narrowed his eyes and said playfully.
Kazuya Irie pushed up his glasses and chuckled lightly.
Mitsuki Ochi remained silent, watching the court quietly.
In the monitoring room.
Coach Yuukifu Kurobe, Itaru Saitou, and Ryuji Toge watched Yukimura and Tokugawa Kazuya on the monitor.
"It seems this overseas elite is very angry!"
Itaru Saitou noticed Tokugawa Kazuya's expression and said.
Ryuji Toge snorted disdainfully: "Overseas elites are only a little stronger than the second string. If they want to surpass the first string—they're still far from it!"
Yuukifu Kurobe said indifferently: "This shuffle match was originally the coach's intention."
"The overseas elites who return from Germany will naturally look down on the training camp's high school students, but so what?"
After a pause, Yuukifu Kurobe continued: "After this match, Tokugawa Kazuya will understand one thing: in the world of tennis, strength is everything!"
Moreover, the new first string has already been selected and is undergoing Mifune Nyūdō's training. The current first-string team is much stronger than the previous one!
Tokugawa Kazuya can look down on the training camp's high school students, but he cannot look down on the entire U-17 training camp of Japan!
Because he doesn't have the qualifications yet.
In the main court.
"Game, Seiichi Yukimura, score 1-0!"
The staff's voice rang out again.
On the court, fine sweat appeared on Tokugawa Kazuya's forehead, and his breathing was a little more rapid than before.
"So—so strong!!"
Looking at Yukimura on the other side, Tokugawa Kazuya's pupils continued to shrink.
Next is the second game, it's his serve.
Tokugawa Kazuya took a deep breath, constantly adjusting his condition.
These words undoubtedly made Tokugawa Kazuya even more angry, and the anger in his heart rose a lot.
"Don't be too arrogant!!"
"Even if you are the Child of God, I am your senior in age!!"
Tokugawa Kazuya gritted his teeth and said with some unwillingness.
"That guy dares to say that—"
These words undoubtedly made Shūji Tanegashima, Kazuya Irie, and Mitsuki Ochi frown, and their expressions became a little unfriendly.
"Senior?"
Yukimura's amethyst eyes flashed with a luster like amethyst.
"Is this your so-called pride?"
"You seem to have forgotten one thing, it's a match now."
"The match inherently has two outcomes: victory and defeat."
"You are indeed my senior, and everyone else in the training camp is also my senior, but some seniors are worthy of respect, and some are not."
"Do you understand now?"
"Tokugawa Kazuya—"
Yukimura's gentle voice entered Tokugawa Kazuya's ears.
Just as Yukimura said, Hōō Byōdōin and Jūjirō Oni and others are his seniors, and Yukimura respects them very much, not just because they taught him.
For some reason, after hearing these words, Tokugawa Kazuya suddenly felt a strange chill.
This chill made Tokugawa Kazuya's body tremble, and a sense of horror enveloped his heart.
"You—"
Tokugawa Kazuya looked at Yukimura on the other side and felt fear.
How is that possible!
Even if he is the Child of God, a world-class player, so what?
I have been training in tennis in Germany since I was a child!!
Am I inferior to him??!!
Tokugawa Kazuya thought with some unwillingness.
"What is that elite thinking?"
Outside the court, many high school students looked at Tokugawa Kazuya's constantly changing expression and couldn't help but wonder.
Suddenly, some high school students seemed to have thought of something and said.
"Who knows, probably resenting it."
"I guess so too, after all, he often says 'I have been training in tennis in Germany since I was a child.'"
"Heh, overseas elite."
"What if he's so arrogant in front of us? Isn't he still no match for the Child of God?"
Suddenly, all the high school students began to discuss, and their eyes towards Tokugawa Kazuya also carried a hint of disdain.
"Match continues, Tokugawa Kazuya's serve!"
At this time, the staff's voice rang out again.
"Hoo..."
At the baseline, Tokugawa Kazuya took a deep breath, his face extremely solemn, and then he threw the tennis ball in his hand high.
His legs exerted force, his body leaped up, and then he quickly swung his racket!
Bang! The racket hit the tennis ball, and a loud explosive sound quickly exploded in the ears of the surrounding high school students.
All the high school students' eyelids jumped violently before they realized it.
Thud! Along with the sound of the tennis ball landing, the tennis ball had already landed on Yukimura's court.
The powerful force suddenly stirred up a cloud of dust on the ground.
"Hiss."
Seeing this ball, the high school students couldn't help but gasp.
"So fast!"
They didn't see the trajectory of the tennis ball clearly at all. It appeared on Yukimura's court almost in the blink of an eye.
"Is this Tokugawa Kazuya's true strength?"
All the high school students couldn't help but say, and at the same time, a feeling of unwillingness welled up in their hearts.
Could it be that the gap between them and Tokugawa Kazuya is so big?
In the court, a figure flashed out instantly.
Bang! The racket in Yukimura's hand instantly hit the tennis ball, and then his arm trembled, and he quickly hit the tennis ball back.
On the other side, Tokugawa Kazuya exploded with amazing speed.
He disappeared from Yukimura's eyes almost in the blink of an eye.
Boom! A deafening vibration suddenly sounded, and the terrifying explosive sound spread throughout the court.