Male god collapses daily

After a tennis match, in the midsummer weather, both Fuhe and Yukimura were sweating profusely, sitting on a bench outside the court to rest and breathe.

Although this kind of game is hearty, the whole game consumes not only physical strength, but also mental fatigue.

After finally recovering her breath, Feng He picked up the towel and wiped her sweat while considering her words and said, "Before the national competition last year, I also fought with you." Yukimura's victory, he played such a game with all his strength.

Although he suffered injuries all over his body from the fall and did not completely subside for a long time, he never regretted it.

"Huh?" Yukimura, who was also wiping his sweat, turned his head inexplicably. He didn't understand why Feng He suddenly mentioned this matter.

Feng He put down the towel, and when he spoke again, his words were still flat, completely inconsistent with the content of his speech, "I lost badly."

If he loses, he loses. Although he wants to win, he must admit that he loses.It's just that in the end, such things as fainting due to excessive mental exhaustion can be omitted with the spring and autumn style of writing.

Even he has to face, especially in front of this unfamiliar Yukimura.

Yukimura was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Feng He, and his tone was not the usual polite and gentle, "Are you trying to comfort me?"

As the first person he met who was able to counter his moves head-on on the court, Feng He was not unwavering even if his nerves were as tough as Yukimura's.

So this Lord Feng said that he had lost before, was he trying to comfort him who lost the game?

"No." Feng He still answered very calmly, and the face cultivated by the system had long been so cold that he would not easily reveal his emotions.

"What is that?" Yukimura was a little puzzled.

"Well, I cheated." Even now, Fenghe will not be completely sure that he can win his master, but for this Xingcun, he really cheated.

The opponent has no understanding of his style of play and the way of playing, but he is familiar with the moves that the opponent may use, and even played against countless times.

There is no need to mention the advantages he has.

Coupled with the advantage of his age and experience, the progress he has made in this year, especially the breakthroughs he has achieved in the U-17 training camp and the World Cup, is incomparable in normal times.

That's why he said he was cheating.

Well, it’s okay to say it’s open and hang up.

Yukimura never expected that Fenghe would say such words in a serious manner.

From the game on the court just now, it can be seen that he will definitely not be the kind of person who doesn't care about the outcome.

Even Yukimura had to admit that he admired that kind of dedication to victory and control over the court.

Only now, he actually said that he cheated because he won the game.

Seeing the other party's cold expression, Li Haida's master couldn't hold back a chuckle, "It turns out that Lord Feng cheated."

"I'm telling the truth." Feng He looked helplessly, he was really telling the truth, and he didn't tell a joke.

Even if he could win against the current Yukimura, it would be invincible, and there is really nothing to say.

"Okay." Yukimura slightly restrained his smile, but these words were somehow comforting.

In his opinion, if you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose. Instead of constantly looking for objective reasons, it is better to look at your own shortcomings.

Hearing the meaning of Yukimura's words, Feng He resisted the urge to roll her eyes, as expected, it is Yukimura, no matter which one it is, it is equally difficult to deal with.

Forget it, anyway, this one is not his Patriarch, whether it is difficult or not has little to do with him.

After reassuring herself from the bottom of her heart, Feng He put away the towel, "I'll go first." People who have to get up early tomorrow morning to work can't afford to be hurt.

"Okay." Yukimura didn't hold back either, but nodded with a smile.

Feng He picked up the tennis bag and was about to leave. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard Yukimura calling from behind, "Mr. Feng."

He stopped and turned back with some doubts, "Is there something wrong?" Is there anything else that Yukimura needs to do?

"The national competition will be in three days." This time, Yukimura asked very gently, "Will you come to the Lihai competition?"

For some reason, he just wanted to ask this question.

Yukimura was originally a very realistic person, since he wanted to ask, then he asked.

He also wants to watch it, but he has to work part-time, and people who are busy making a living are helpless.

Thinking of this, Fenghe hesitated for a while, and didn't answer Yukimura's question immediately.

Yukimura didn't urge him either, just sat on the chair and watched people.

He is always referred to by Feng He as a child favored by the gods. It is not without reason that even the light of the sky on him seems to be softer than other places.

It made the young man more and more beautiful in appearance and outstanding in temperament.

After a while, Feng He made up his mind, "I'll come to the final." He didn't worry about the other games, but in fact, this game was the most important one for Li Haida to win three consecutive championships.

In fact, he still hopes that Yukimura and Li Haida can win the competition.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to play such a game with Yukimura.

It doesn't matter whether this Yukimura is the owner of his family, or whether Li Haida is a place he is used to.

After all, it's Yukimura, after all, it's Rikkai Dai!

"This final, will it be unusual?" Yukimura is sometimes horribly perceptive, but seeing that Feng He hesitated, but still said that he wanted to watch the final, he guessed some clues.

Mr. Feng, in fact, he should have other things and it is not so easy to come to watch the game, but since he decided to come, he still looks so cautious.

That means that this final is very likely to be different from what you imagined.

Feng He was a little surprised, but it was understandable considering that it was Yukimura.

He nodded, "Well, it will be a very difficult game."

Yukimura twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, with a somewhat forceful smile, "No matter how difficult the game is, it will still be our Li Haida who wins."

Fenghe almost instantly remembered that time last year, when all of them firmly believed that Li Haida would be able to win the third consecutive championship and did their best for it.

That summer belonged to the entire Lihai Tennis Club.

So without any hesitation, Feng He nodded, "Ah."

There will be no dead ends in Lihaida's three-in-a-row battle.

Time passed by almost in a flash, and the National Junior Tennis Championships kicked off soon.

Feng He was busy with part-time work, and did not go to the opening ceremony and the previous competition. According to the original arrangement of the national competition, the competition was held every day. As a result, when it came to the final, due to the venue, the final was postponed to three days later.

After Fenghe asked Yukimura about the same situation, she planned to take half a day off temporarily that day, and then went down to work again.

By the way, his work at the cake shop in the afternoon has ended, and he has changed to another part-time job.

If I really want to say it, it seems, probably, it seems to be selling the hue (actually not.)

It's just that the convenience store in the morning is still going on.

Unexpectedly, on the night before the final of the national competition, when Fuhe returned to Honmaru after work, Foxnosuke was very happy to greet him, and when he saw Fenghe, he shouted loudly, "Master Feng, Master Feng, time has changed!" The device has been repaired."

Feng He was also stunned. He hadn't urged Foxunosuke during this period of time, but he was not in a hurry in his heart, but he knew that urging some things was useless, and instead added psychological burden to Foxunosuke.

He also knew that Honosuke himself was impatient, and the little fox was not a passive sabotage person at all.

It's just that he didn't expect Foxosuke to give him such a big surprise today.

"Has it been repaired?" Although the expression remained the usual indifference, Feng He's eyes also showed joy naturally.

Although there are too many similarities between the two worlds, that world is the world where he exists and the place he should go back to.

My hometown is where my heart is at ease, and there has never been such a moment when Feng He deeply understood this truth.

The place where he has family, friends, and bonds is his home!

"Yes," Honosuke nodded desperately, "I have done repeated debugging, this time there will be no problem, we can go back."

Finally, finally you can go back!Although Mr. Feng never urged him, Fox Zhizhu himself knew that this matter was his responsibility, and he always felt guilty.

"Great!" Feng He couldn't help sighing, it's great to be able to go back.

"Then let's go now?" Fox Nosuke also wanted to go back as soon as possible.

Feng He was about to agree, but suddenly thought of tomorrow's finals, and didn't explain where to work, so he hesitated, "Can I leave tomorrow?"

"Master Feng?" Foxnosuke was a little confused, "Is there anything else you want?"

"Well, I promised my friend to go to a game, and I have to explain where I work." Although he will not come back here again, he likes to start and finish things.

"Of course no problem!" Hearing this, Honosuke had no objection at all, "Then let's go back after you have dealt with these things tomorrow." He also likes Mr. Feng who can take responsibility. .

"Okay." After Fenghe nodded, he squatted down and looked directly at the little fox, "Thank you, Foxnosuke." If Foxnosuke hadn't worked so hard, they probably would have drifted in this world for a long time.

So this thank you, he should say to Honosuke.

Fox Nosuke was so embarrassed by the thanks, "Master Feng, what are you talking about, it's obviously because of me..."

Feng He shook his head, and interrupted Fox's words with a rare opening, "Isn't this a wonderful journey?" There is no bad meaning, it is just a strange journey.

Even if it wasn't that I had been helpless before, everything would become something worth remembering in my memory.

As long as you can go back smoothly.

Foxnosuke was stunned for a moment, and then he had a big smile on his face, "Yes!" Although he had already said it, but he really wanted to say it again, it was really his best luck to meet Mr. Feng.

It's exactly the same as Fenghe's and their world. The day of the national competition in this world is also a beautiful weather.

The sky is clear and clear, with no clouds in the sky. Occasionally there is a breeze, but it is only a slight wind, not intense. No matter how you look at it, it is a weather that is especially suitable for sports.

It was the first time for Fenghe to watch the match at the National Tennis Championships as a bystander. Seeing the increasingly lively atmosphere inside and outside the court, he also felt that this was a somewhat novel experience.

As a bystander and witness, I don't hate it, but it is completely different from participating in it myself.

After all, bystanders are just bystanders.

Walking into the tennis court, the layout is exactly the same as in memory.

Although Fenghe is not a member of the Lihai Tennis Club now, the habit he has developed over the years still makes him subconsciously walk to the side of the Lihai Stadium.

The other team members of Lihai University were scattered in this area, and he knew almost all of them, even if they couldn't name them, they looked familiar.

But now he belongs to the type that he knows others and others don't know him, so Feng He didn't stand beside anyone, but directly found a position close to the field and stood there, waiting for the game to start.

Feng He didn't wait for a long time. With the sudden cheers in the tennis court, the two teams entered the court one by one.

As a member of Lihai University Tennis Club with strong consciousness, Fenghe subconsciously looked at the familiar people, and then turned to look at Qingxue who was also very familiar.

No matter which world it is, his squinting-eyed friend still looks calm and breezy. Even if he is standing at the highest level of competition in the country, he still looks calm and relaxed, smiling his eyes into crescent moons.

No matter how you look at it, he is a very refreshing and cute boy.

Then there is Haitang who looks very fierce, but actually occasionally shy(?) in front of him, and Taocheng who is very hearty, every time he sees him, he will wave his hands vigorously and call out to Senior Feng.

In addition, Tezuka, Gan, Qing Xue's golden partner, are very familiar people.

Seeing the two teams standing across the net, Feng He shook his head slightly.

There was no difference at all from the people he knew.

Except...without him.

But forget it, after all, it is another world, if there is no one, there will be no.

Soon, he will be able to return to his own world.

After a simple admission ceremony, the game officially began.

Familiar or unfamiliar matches unfolded before Feng He's eyes.

For those who already knew the ending, or even experienced it all, this final seemed like a good show staged according to the established script.

But even so, Feng He still took it very seriously.

Even if he himself didn't participate, as long as it was on the tennis court, the enthusiasm of these teenagers who were also playing tennis could melt all the ice.

They chased and ran on the court, as if they were carrying the heat of the sun, trying to sway their youth into the most colorful appearance.

Just like the summer that Fenghe and the others experienced.

In the alternate singles and doubles matches, Li Hai won two wins and two losses, and finally came to the last and most important contest.

Singles match: Prince VS Son of God.

Seeing Kintaro being helped down by the people from Sitianbao Temple, Fenghe put his hands on his chest, and smiled from the bottom of his heart, this little guy, although he was so frightened now, he ran to Lihai University repeatedly after that, Every time, he pointed out to challenge Yukimura.

From this point of view, he is also a very tenacious person.

But if you think about it carefully, whoever wants to go further in tennis has a weak heart.

It's just that there are differences in mental strength.

And as far as Fenghe knows, the leader in spiritual power is...

Turning his head slightly, Feng He's eyes fell on Yukimura who was ready to face Echizen.

Yukimura's mental power is not only the strongest in his own five dimensions, but even in the middle school tennis world, no one can match it.

That's why it is possible to play tennis that directly affects the mind. In addition to extraordinary tennis skills, it is also related to extraordinary mental strength.

Even a person with astonishing willpower like Deputy Minister Sanada will fall into the situation where the five senses are deprived.

With Feng He's divergent thinking, the singles match of the national competition finals officially began.

From the very beginning, Yukimura had an absolute advantage.

As he himself said, no matter who it is, no matter what moves it is, it will have no effect on him.

Li Haida's son of God has no dead ends.

Although he has encountered countless powerful enemies along the way, the little prince of Qingxue has never encountered such a person.

No matter how he changes his attacking methods, it seems to be useless to the opponent.

And gradually, as the game progressed, his five senses gradually disappeared.

You can't hear it, you can't see it, you can't feel it. For ordinary people, they probably subconsciously hate the terrible feeling brought about by tennis.

But for Echizen, he will never hate tennis.

He was seamless, just happily chasing the yellow ball.

As long as he can play tennis, that is what makes him happy.

Everyone's tennis path is different, and Echizen chose such a path.

It doesn't matter whether it is good or bad, right or wrong, as long as you can firmly believe in it, you can also reach the other shore.

And Yukimura, who stood across the net from him, chose a completely different path.

Why play tennis is to win and nothing else.

If you can't win by standing here, you can't let Lihai have three consecutive championships.

Then he tried his best to crawl back from the bottom of hell, wouldn't it be pointless?

What's more, it's not like he hasn't seen anyone who can hit his ball back.

This time, he will never lose again!

The game on the court fell into the most intense situation.

Every ball is not only compared to skills, but also to the dedication to tennis and the desire to win.

Nobody wants to lose, both want to win.

Such a wonderful game naturally attracted the attention of everyone outside the tennis court.

Outside the court, Feng He also watched the match to its climax intently.

It was a little different from the one he had seen before, but just as brilliant.

You come and go to fight, for yourself, for your teammates, and for the honor of the team, the two people on the court will not give an inch.

A game was played with sparks flying, pushing the highest level of competition in the middle school tennis world to the extreme.

Such a game, probably many, many years later, no matter who participated in the game or those who watched the game, they will talk about it and never forget it.

When the last ball hit the ground, there was almost a second of silence inside and outside the court, and then there was a storm of warm applause.

For those who win, but also for such a wonderful game.

Whether it is the loser or the winner, after this game, there will be no regrets left.

The color of youth is probably the thick and heavy color of trying to do one's best for something like this.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, Feng He slightly raised the corners of her lips, and then moved her slightly stiff body after standing for a long time.

The next moment, with his hands in his trouser pockets, he turned and left without hesitation. He had been in this world for so long, it was time for him to go back.

He missed his family, his friends, his companions.

I really want to...