Male god collapses daily

The Kanto Contest has progressed to this point, and it can basically be said that it has ended, but there will be an award ceremony after the competition, and the list of schools that will enter the national competition will be announced.

When the tennis teams of various schools gathered, Fenghe saw the scene of Lihai University gathered together, and for no reason, he remembered the Kanto Tournament last year.

"This time everyone is finally here." Unable to bear it, Feng He sighed.

Sure enough, this is more like receiving an award.

"Huh?" Buer turned around when he heard the sound, and immediately showed his face. The genius's thinking was quite quick, "I remember that you received the award flag for winning the final of the Kanto Competition last year alone?"

"Ah," Feng He thought of last year's scene, "Qingxue is a good opponent, and completely disrupted Li Haida's previous arrangements." In order to catch up with Xingcun's operation time, Li Haida even specially ranked Sanada in the third singles , just to end the game as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Qingxue was even more tenacious than imagined, and dragged the game until the final singles match.

In order to prevent Yukimura from worrying about the game when he entered the operating room, Fenghe fought with his back.

"For last year's Qingxue," Fuji's smile was as refreshing as the breeze blowing on his face, "Li Haida is also a very strong opponent."

Although the final result was that they lost, but because they tried their best, they had no regrets. It was also a very worthwhile game.

Just as the two were talking, Marui in front had turned his head, "What are you two talking about, hurry up and present the awards."

"Here we come." Feng He agreed, then looked at Bu Er, "Let's go."

"Hehe, um." Bu Er smiled and followed Feng He's pace.

Walking into the team, Feng He looked up at the award flags and trophies that were already in sight, "How does it feel to dominate Kanto?"

Bu Er was stunned for a moment, and then raised the corners of his mouth again. This time, even the usual elegance of his smile was a little warmer, the unique heat of summer, "Very good."

It feels really good to be able to win the championship with everyone in peace.Probably, this is what Feng said, the reason why he wants to win the championship with everyone.

Feng He turned her head. The blue-haired boy's eyes reflected the white clouds in the clear sky, and the sunshine was shining in the clearness. "After winning the national championship, I think it will feel better."

Bu Er laughed out loud, "Yes."

National champion?It's really worth looking forward to!

After the Kanto Competition, Lihai University's summer vacation also came.

Originally, Fenghe almost forgot about the amusement park that Marui and the others mentioned before, but how could those people who had finally had a summer vacation, won the Kanto competition championship, and were thinking about going out to play, how could they forget.

Even if Fenghe forgot, even if they held him up, they would bring him in front of Xingcun.

Under such circumstances, Feng He is of course "forced" to remember what he promised before.

"I see, I will mention it to Yukimura." When Feng He agreed like this, he didn't know how helpless or excited he was.

Well, if he's willing to admit it, he'd love to go with everyone, too.

"I'll leave it to you," Marui patted Feng He's shoulder vigorously, "Come on."

Nioh also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Come on, puri."

The same goes for the rest of Liu Sheng and Jackal, making Feng He feel like a strong man about to go to the execution ground.

He really just wanted to make a suggestion...

Although he rolled his eyes several times in his heart, after the day's work was over, Feng He still called his Patriarch, "Xingcun."

"What's the matter?" Yukimura, who had just put on his coat, looked back.

"Well, I have something to tell you." Feng He said while thinking about the wording of his opening, whether it is better to be straight to the point, or to be more tactful.

Outside the stadium, Li Haida's son of God is still very gentle when there is no bad humor. Hearing Fenghe said something, he smiled and said, "Then let's go together."

The two walked out of the tennis court all the way, Fenghe was still thinking of words, Yukimura already smiled and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

"There is still some time before the national competition," Fenghe finally decided to pave the way a little bit, and he couldn't speak too abruptly, "We won the championship of the Kanto competition again."

As he spoke, he turned his head, and was looking at Kamiyukimura's eyes. When the sun was setting, the afterglow made these eyes extraordinarily clear.

Feng He almost stuttered at this point, for some reason, there was always a feeling that everything was being seen through.

Fortunately, although Fenghe surprised himself, with the support of his immovable characters all the year round, he was able to continue talking, "If you don't practice on weekends, can we celebrate together?"

However, what Feng He thought just now was not an illusion. After hearing what he said, Yukimura had a somewhat clear expression, "Did they ask you to say it?"

"How do you know?" Feng He blurted out subconsciously, even if Yukimura is very powerful, he shouldn't know about it, right?

"Well, I'm probably worried, someone is following us." Yukimura said in such an ordinary manner, as if it was easy to find out that being followed so quickly.

Feng He almost raised his forehead when he heard that, these guys are really good, just follow them, if the master finds out about them, it would be embarrassing to be so careless.

However, even he was a little curious, "How do you know someone is following us?"

Presumably, with King Ren and Liu Sheng around, they are not unscrupulous people, so how could they be easily discovered by others.

Unexpectedly, Yukimura took out his mobile phone and shook it at Fenghe, "Fuji told me." After a pause, he continued to explain, "He saw Nioh and his group acting strangely, so he just watched it by the way. See what they're doing."

Fenghe didn't know if he should give Niwang and the others a few waxes, but he encountered such a thing like a praying mantis catching a cicada and an oriole behind him.

"They also want to know the result." Fenghe could almost foresee what would happen to Renwang and the others, but because of the friendship (?) of plastic companions, he still explained something for them.

"Well," Yukimura was noncommittal, he knew what to do with those who followed him, but since Feng had brought it up like this, "How do you want to celebrate?"

Hearing Yukimura's question, Fenghe knew there was a door, "A newly opened amusement park." He also went to find out later, and it was indeed as Nioh and the others said, and it was quite interesting.

"Want to go?" Yukimura raised his eyebrows.

Feng He didn't dare to be vague on this, what if his Patriarch came up and didn't want to go, so what if he didn't go?

So he answered the question honestly, "I want to go."

Seeing that someone answered so honestly, Yukimura laughed, "Then let's go together." He agreed.

Although Fenghe is very happy to go to the amusement park with everyone, but before going, he still has something to do.

Foxnosuke has already repaired the Honmaru time converter. He promised to help Foxnosuke to try again. Now that the Kanto competition is over, he happens to have time.

But before going, Feng He felt that he had to make full preparations.

It is never wrong to prevent accidents.

So after the day's work was over, Feng He asked Yukimura to borrow his spare racket.

While holding the racket for Fenghe, Yukimura was a little puzzled, "Where is your own racket?" He remembered that Feng had always had two rackets, and even if something went wrong, he should still have one.

"A piece of racket string was broken during practice before. I thought I would have another racket to thread tomorrow," Feng He said, feeling a little helpless. "As a result, the remaining string was also broken today."

This is probably just a coincidence, but fortunately, it's just a trivial matter, just ask someone to borrow a racket.

Yukimura smiled, and handed his silver-blue WingHeart to Feng He. Feng had changed to WingHeart some time ago, so he should be able to use this one without any problems. He also has a spare one that can be used without any problem.

Although he borrowed it readily, Yukimura was still a little puzzled, "Aren't you going to help Honosuke tomorrow?" This is what Fuhe told him and Fuji before, "What do you do with the racket?"

Feng He took the racket and stuffed it into his tennis bag, "Be prepared." Now he finally understands that as a tennis teenager, he should always carry a tennis ball and a tennis racket.

Even if there is no ball sometimes, there must be a racket. Anyway, when he was on the cliff in the U-17 training camp, he also used a racket to hit a lot of strange things.

This is Feng He's clear understanding after twisting his foot last time and hitting the Corpse Demon Bird with a tennis ball.

Feng He spoke briefly, but Yukimura understood what he meant, he knew what Feng had hit with a racket before.

Just looking at Feng He's serious look, Li Haida's master also laughed, "Be careful."

"Well, don't worry." Feng He put his tennis bag on his back, "I will contact you as soon as I get back." The national competition is coming soon, and he won't think of any surprises.

"Okay." Yukimura nodded.

So the next day, Feng He carried a tennis bag and set off towards Honmaru with Foxnosuke squatting on his shoulders.

The so-called first-time familiarity and second-time acquaintance, there is no enchantment in Honmaru now, so it is extremely easy to go in as long as Foxunosuke leads the way.

One person and one fox soon came to the front of the time converter, and Fenghe activated the time converter again according to Fox's instructions.

This time, probably because Honosuke finally repaired the relationship with the time converter, after Fenghe pressed the button, the whole hommaru began to shake slightly.

The feeling like a tiny earthquake, not only did not frighten Honosuke, but made him happy, "Master Kaze, Honmaru's time converter has activated."

"Yeah." Feng He felt it for a while, and felt that such a vibration, even if he didn't hold on to something, he wouldn't fall down, "How long will this last?"

"It should be soon." As soon as Honosuke answered, the vibration of Honmaru stopped.

So Foxnosuke immediately showed a smiling face, "It's already here, Mr. Feng, let's go out."

"Okay." Fenghe put Fox Nosuke on his shoulders as usual, "We are going to the government of time now, right?"

"Yes," Honosuke squatted on Fenghe's shoulder and nodded vigorously, "When the time comes to report the situation, the staff of the Tokino Government will send you back."

"That's good." Feng He also felt a little relieved, "Let's go." Speaking of which, he is actually quite curious about this world hundreds of years later.

One person and one fox left the range of Honmaru and returned to the real world.

However, after looking around at the scene, Fenghe paused, "You said you came from 2205, and in hundreds of years, wouldn't even the trees grow the same size here?"

Isn't it exactly the same as before they entered?

Foxnosuke also panicked, "How could this happen, how could this happen?" He paused, and became even more flustered, "Could it be that it failed?"

Feng He sighed in his heart, "Calm down, we may indeed have failed."

Probably, I don't know if failure has become a habit, but he is not particularly disappointed.

"Master Feng..." Foxosuke made a bitter face, and almost burst into tears.

The so-called greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Regarding being able to go back this time, Honosuke was full of hope at the moment the time converter was activated.

"Forget it, don't mind too much," Feng He could only rub Foxosuke to comfort him, "Let's work harder next time, we will always succeed."

Otherwise, what else can we do?The facts of failure are all in front of you.

"Yes." Although Honosuke knew this was true, it was not so easy to lift his spirits this time.

Fenghe knew what Foxosuke was thinking, and now any comfort was useless, so he could only continue to work hard next time, "Let's go, let's go back first."

You can't stand here all the time, and it won't solve the problem.

Unexpectedly, this time, Fox Zhizhu did not respond to Feng He, but made up his mind after hesitating for a moment, "Master Feng, I will not go back with you."

"Huh?" Feng He was a little puzzled.

"Honmaru's time converter," Honosuke slid down Fuhe's arm, then jumped in front of Fenghe, looking up at him, "It seems that there are still some problems. I will stay in Honmaru during this time, see Let's see if we can fully fix it."

"That's it," Feng He knew that the device was still not repaired. Now that Honosuke said so, he nodded and agreed, "Well, you can stay in Honmaru for the time being. But," he knelt down , "If you need any help from me, just come to me."

"Don't worry," Honosuke also regained his energy a little bit, and he also knew that now is not the time to be depressed, "I will come to trouble your lord after the time converter is repaired."

"Yeah." Fuhe reached out and touched Foxnosuke, "Honmaru, who is alone, pay attention to safety."

"Hmm," Foxnosuke nodded vigorously, "Honmaru is a different space. Although there is no barrier, it is not easy for ordinary people to enter, so there will be no problem." He is a strictly trained shikigami, of course not. What trouble will it cause.

"That's good." Feng He stood up, "Then I'll leave first." Since Fox Zhizhu couldn't help much here, he still had other things to do.

"Okay, Master Feng." Foxnosuke saluted Fenghe again and bid farewell.

After bidding farewell to Foxnosuke, Feng He sent his racket to be re-threaded according to the original plan, and then went to the tennis club to try the newly threaded racket if nothing happened.

While walking towards the sporting goods store, Feng He took out the phone and called Yukimura.

He had promised his master and friends before that he would tell them immediately when he came back, so as not to worry them.

Now that she has come back, of course Feng He wants to report her safety.

It's just that the phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Feng He hung up the phone and didn't take it seriously. When they were teenagers playing tennis, their phones were often turned off or muted when they practiced.

Not to mention that Yukimura also likes to draw. When he draws, he basically doesn't turn on the sound of his mobile phone.

So Fenghe instead dialed Buer's phone number. Coincidentally, no one answered there either.

Guessing that both of them are temporarily busy and it is not convenient to answer the phone, Feng He simply made a fuss in their dormitory group in 201, saying that he had returned safely, and when the two of them saw the missed calls and messages in the group, they would naturally know He returned safely.

After putting away her mobile phone, Feng He first went to the sporting goods store to repair her two rackets, and then turned to the familiar tennis club.

As soon as he walked to the door, the familiar figure in front made Feng He suddenly quicken his pace, and then reached out to pat the familiar person on the shoulder, "Xingcun."

Following Fuhe's cry, the blue-purple haired boy who turned around had a beautiful face, and it was the son of Tachikai who looked gentle at ordinary times: Yukimura Seichi.

Feng He nodded towards him, "I called you just now, but you didn't answer."

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the blue-purple-haired boy in front of him, and he was also a little wary, "Are you talking on the phone?"

Although I feel that Yukimura's attitude is a bit inexplicable, shouldn't he be happy to see him back?But Feng He, who didn't understand the reason, still continued, "Well, I thought you were practicing just now."

Feng He's attitude is too natural and familiar, even if he has always put on a cold and indifferent face, it can't conceal the sense of familiarity that can only be felt after getting along day and night.

Yukimura raised his eyebrows slightly, "No, I wasn't practicing just now." If this is acting, then the acting is too good.

With Yukimura's memory, he wouldn't suspect that something went wrong with his memory, so there must be other reasons that he doesn't know yet.

"Well, I already know." Feng He always felt that there was something weird about Yukimura, but from the beginning to the end, he can guarantee that this is definitely the master of Li Haida he is familiar with, and it is definitely not Nioh pretending to be. What's wrong with that?

After thinking about it, Feng He could only ask tentatively, "Are you going to practice now?" He pointed to the tennis club.

Well, he also felt that carrying a tennis bag and walking to the gate of the tennis club seemed to have nothing else to do except practice.

But he always felt that something was wrong, so he could only ask like this.

"Yes." This time Yukimura answered very simply, "I'm going to practice." He needs a lot of recovery training now.

This sentence sounds more normal.

Hearing this, Feng He was not polite to Yukimura, "Together?" After a pause, "I just happened to return the racket to you." Yukimura's racket was still with him, so he just returned it to the other party.

Give him back the racket?

After hearing this, Yukimura turned countless thoughts in an instant, and finally he slightly raised the corners of his lips, it was not a gentle smile, "Then let's go together."

After walking into the tennis club, Feng He saw an empty court, and directly motioned to Yukimura, "Play a game?"

Although he couldn't tell what was weird about Yukimura, but as a tennis boy, there was nothing that couldn't be solved in one game, and if there was, then he would play two games.

Since it's hard for him to ask Yukimura what's wrong with you, why do I think you're asking such a weird question.

Then simply pull up the tennis court and play a game first.

Of course Yukimura would not refuse the other party's invitation, since he wanted to fight, he was never afraid of any challenge, "Okay."

Besides, he also wanted to know what was going on with the other party.

So after a simple warm-up, both of them were on the sidelines, each took out their own rackets and prepared to play.

Feng He first took out the racket that Yukimura lent him, turned around and handed it over, "Return the racket first..."

In the middle of speaking, Fenghe was stunned, because he happened to see Yukimura taking out a WingHeart that was exactly the same as the one in his hand from his tennis bag.

When Yukimura heard Feng He's words, he also turned his head subconsciously, so his eyes also met the silver-blue racket that Feng He handed to him.

Exactly the same racquet, nothing different except for a slight difference in age.

Even the way of wrapping the tape on the grip of the racket is his own familiar technique.

Yukimura was also taken aback by Fenghe, this was something he had never thought of, the exact same racket...

It was Feng He who came to his senses first, "You bought the same one again?" He was a little puzzled, but he asked more based on his habitual thinking.

Otherwise, how to explain these two identical rackets?

This time, completely unexpected by Fenghe, Yukimura, who was almost following his words just now, suddenly restrained his expression.

So there was still a little bit of gentleness, which was replaced by aura in an instant, even if he didn't need to be condescending, there was still a strong and oppressive aura.

And what Yukimura said surprised Feng He even more.

Because he saw that the Son of God was almost on the court, and said slowly, "No, I only have this one WingHeart, and I have never bought a second one. So," he asked almost word by word. He came out with sharp eyes, "Who the hell are you?"

If two identical racquets can be called a coincidence, what about the way the tape is wrapped?

Moreover, what the other party said was to give him back the racket.

"What did you say?" If it wasn't for the fact that the character fit had reached 90.00%, and they had been completely formed into a normal expression of indifference, at this moment, even Feng He's expression would probably have changed.

He never thought that one day, his Patriarch would ask such a question.

Who is the person who is so familiar that he will not admit his mistake even if he closes his eyes?

Taking a deep breath, Feng He spoke again, "Don't be joking, don't you know who I am?" Although he said so, but rare, Feng He's voice was a little unstable.

Of course he knew that although Yukimura had occasional jokes, he was a very measured person, and he kept his jokes to the point, and would never ask such questions for no reason.

And from just now, didn't he himself feel that Yukimura looked weird no matter what?

When you saw him at the gate of the club, you weren't happy with his return?And looking at him, the look and eyes are not right, not the look he is used to at all.

However, apart from this joke, even Feng He didn't know how to deal with the current situation.