Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 151 Tezuka in his heyday, the horror of the Age of Gods

Hearing this, Tezuka fell into silence.

Why play tennis?
It started because I liked it.

Later, I became the pillar of Qingxue.

He promised Minister Yamato that he would take Qing Xue to the national competition!

Has this liking changed unknowingly?
Until now, even he himself can't tell whether he really bet on his arm for Qingxue, or because he just likes tennis and wants to challenge Jindai.

Or, maybe both.

Tezuka's expression was a little dazed.

"It's not your responsibility to become the pillar of Qingxue. Look at your partners. If you don't even dare to entrust your responsibilities to your partners, how can you become stronger?"

"How can...challenge me?!" Shendai Lan changed the subject, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Tachibana: "Tezuka limited his own development by sticking to the small land of Qingxue."

"Now Tezuka needs to remove this shackle, he should be free." Chitose nodded.

Qian: "It's really crazy. I thought that Jindai was talking about the principle of trusting in partners, but I didn't expect him to regard himself as the ultimate goal we need to challenge."

"It's such a confident man who has been walking on this invincible road." Fuji Zhousuke opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, he finally understood why Shendailan was so powerful, because from the very beginning, he was not at a height that they could look up to.

"Damn it, Minister, Qingxue and us, let's give it a go!!" Takeshi Momoshiro shouted with a generous face, "Let this guy see your strength!"

"Tezuka." Oishi said with a complicated expression.

As the deputy minister, he was equivalent to accompanying Tezuka from beginning to end, witnessing the injury and healing of Tezuka's elbow.

It also witnessed Tezuka's mental journey all the way.

At first, Tezuka loved tennis more than anyone else.

But since he became the so-called "pillar", he has shouldered more burdens than everyone else.

When the third grade graduates, Tezuka and the others are promoted to the second grade, which means that they need to take on the responsibility of the game.

Those with a little strength in Qingxue have all graduated, and the rest of the third graders are basically rubbish.

In this case, the situation of Qing Xue Tennis Club is undoubtedly worse.

As a minister, Tezuka condensed the Tennis Club, selected talented players, and discussed with his predecessors the training plan and training direction of each individual. Finally, after hard work, he formed the current official selection team.

Oishi clearly knew what Tezuka was carrying along the way.

He couldn't remember the last time he saw Tezuka's smile.

"Tezuka." Oishi clenched the railing tightly and shouted, "Tezuka, concentrate on the ground!!"

Just like what Tezuka likes to encourage everyone before each game.

Concentrate on the ground!
Tezuka Kunimitsu felt his body's blood boil, and the way he looked at Jindai Lan completely changed.

"Kindai, this time, I'm playing tennis to beat you." Tezuka said to himself.

In the fifth game, Tezuka Kunimitsu served.

"Shua." Tezuka threw the tennis ball with his racket and stared intently at the tennis ball. At this moment, his world was only tennis balls.

Bend your knees, tiptoe, buckle down.

A set of movements is done in one go, and there is no trace of stagnation at all.

The tennis ball passed through the half court like a sharp arrow and landed at Shendailan's feet.

When bouncing up, Shendailan took a step back, like swinging a beat while strolling in a garden.

"Bang." The tennis ball flew back at a faster speed, directly hitting Tezuka's racket.

"30-0."

Tezuka was not discouraged and continued to serve.

"Have you not given up yet? It's a pity that the will is not comparable to the strength." Shen Dailan took a step forward, and there seemed to be an invisible airflow lingering on the racket.

With the sound of the explosion, the tennis ball passed Tezuka's side and flew out of bounds with a shock wave, and the air flow brought up even rolled up Tezuka's bangs, revealing a pair of slightly startled brown eyes.

Has the speed increased?

Tezuka subconsciously tightened the racket in his hand, and his heart sank a little again.

Even if the current self has turned on the selflessness, it is difficult to return such a ball due to the influence of the arm.

but.

His blood boiled more and more.

This feeling is the same as facing Goddailan two years ago.

The same can't beat the opponent, but it's surprisingly addictive.

At this moment, Tezuka Kunimitsu suddenly realized.

It turned out that what I was looking for had always been this feeling.

In the past, it was never external factors that limited me, but myself.

"It's terrible, is this the strength of Lan Shen?" The spectator Gan said with a bitter face: "In this round, Jin Dai didn't use any skills at all, but the power and speed of the ball can't even hit back by Tezuka. What a terrifying foundation, just in terms of physical fitness, he has already far surpassed all of us, and he is definitely the strongest in the junior high school world."

"If he is exerting his skills, how terrible will it be?" Gan muttered to himself, with frustration in his eyes.

The level A of others is greater than your own ult, this gap is already big enough,
I know clearly that if I practice hard for a few years, I may not be the opponent of the current Age of Gods.

For a tennis player, this is hopeless.

"Tezuka must find a way to regain consciousness in his left hand, otherwise he will not be able to score a point. This is destined to be a painful game."

"Painful? Kan, look at Tezuka. In fact, he enjoys it very much." Although the atmosphere of the game was very tense, Fuji Shusuke said with a smile.

Looking around, I found a smile on Tezuka's face.

Their jaws dropped in shock.

Is this really Minister Bingshan they know?
"Kindai, you are really strong. Just like two years ago, all I can feel from you is the unknown." Tezuka looked at Jindai and said word by word.

"I want to thank you for letting me know how weak I am without my left hand, and for letting me see that tennis is such an interesting sport."

A more dazzling light suddenly bloomed from Tezuka's body, and even pedestrians outside the stadium could see the soaring light, and everyone except Jindailan covered their eyes.

"Om." The phantom behind Shendai Lan moved.

"Oh? Can't wait to join the game with your left arm? Tezuka Kunimitsu, who is flawless and fully healed, may relieve my boredom." Komojiro patted Shizuku.

"Old man, are you ready for a big fight?"

Shizuku's esophagus squirmed, and finally spit out a piece of arm. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the arm flew towards Tezuka and merged into the shadow.

Left hand regained consciousness!
Tezuka Kunimitsu focused, and raised his left arm tentatively.

Shockingly, the left arm felt more comfortable than ever.

It was as if all the pain was gone.

Although the previous left arm was healed, it always felt that there would be some sequelae.

Whether it is daily life or practice, there is still a little discomfort.

But now, his left arm feels as flexible and comfortable as it was when it wasn't injured.

"So that's it. It turns out that your Shijie is healing me and your opponent. What a respectable act. You are still as confident as ever, and firmly believe that even in my prime, I can't beat you?"

"I think I understand you a little bit, it's very lonely in high places."

The corners of Tezuka's mouth curled up.

"I am very happy to be able to stand on the same court as you in two years' time."

(End of this chapter)