[Net King] After I successfully prostituted Yukimura Seiichi

Although there is no need to worry about the qualifiers and the county meeting in the Kanagawa area, but the Kanto competition that goes further up requires Li Haida's attention.

The qualifying match, which was held in early June in the past, will start on time this time. After Nakamura posted the list of qualifying matches on the bulletin board, everyone flocked to it.

Most of them are in the first grade. The seniors of the senior grades already know how many people will definitely be selected, so naturally they will not be in a hurry. The other candidates already know the list of the competition long before.

Kurosawa didn't check the roster at the beginning. There are too many people now, so it's not too late to wait until the training is over.

He has confidence in himself. The victories in the qualifiers and the county conference allowed him to spend twice as much time as ordinary people in training, and it was a projection ratio with the world's best tennis players.

But... there is always a bad feeling.

This premonition lasted until the end of the department. He walked to the bulletin board with his friends and looked up at the posted printing paper.

Those who signed up were divided into eight groups, and the elimination system was adopted. Kurosawa pointed to his name, assuming he won all the way, the final match should be against...

Mori Kosaburo? ! ! !

"Oh, Kurosawa, I'm so happy to be able to compete with you!" An arm stepped on Kurosawa's shoulder, Mori Kosaburo smiled brightly, "Kurosawa's luck doesn't seem to be very good!"

Kosaburo Mori was the only one in the second grade to be selected as the main candidate. Although he often evaded training, judging from Watanabe's attitude of turning a blind eye to him and his daily performance, his strength is very good. It's terrifyingly strong.

"Senior Maori, don't talk too much!" Kurosawa felt strongly dissatisfied with this kind of rhetoric that completely denied his victory, and he also fully expressed it in his tone.

Mori Kosaburo patted Kurosawa's hair, and pressed down his own weight, "Let's talk about it after you finish the previous qualifying round and meet me at the end!"

In their group, there are other seniors. Although Maori is very confident, Kurosawa may still need to work hard.

The two of them were arguing, one laughed and the other was annoyed, but everyone knew that Mao Li had no malicious intentions, and he even went to provoke him because he liked this junior very much.

Marui wrote down the information about his group. His group also has a strong main candidate. It seems that he has to work hard!

However, the most cheering ones should be Yukimura Seiichi and Sanada Genichiro. Although they are divided into two groups, one person's final opponent is Watanabe, and the other is Nakamura.

Liu Lian was very thoughtful, and after staring at the bulletin board for a while, she said to her friends, "All the freshmen who performed particularly well were separated, and the final opponents were also the top-notch few in the senior class. a positive choice."

"It seems that everyone has some fun." Nioh Masaharu licked the corner of his mouth, his cynical smile concealed his eagerness for the future qualifying competition.

Seiichi Yukimura looked at Rinichiro Watanabe who was packing up his things in the distance, "It should be said that he is indeed a minister, and he is really scheming."

This kind of ranking is actually the most reasonable. Among the freshmen, there are only a few of them who are outstanding, and their relationship is also good. If they face each other in the qualifying round, competition and confrontation will be inevitable.

If they can get along for a year, this kind of confrontation may promote friendship, but it is still too early, and they have only been together in school for two months. If you really want to compare, who wins and who loses, I always feel There will be pimples.

By separating them and fighting against a positive candidate, you can also see their strength and potential clearly to the greatest extent. The previous battles were too easy. If you don't go to a dead end, you don't know what level you can play. .

"No matter what he is, I will definitely go all out for the competition anyway!" Kurosawa put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were firm, as if a small flame was burning inside.

Genichiro Sanada pressed his hat brim habitually, and said the mantra, "Don't relax!" The opponent was Nakamura, and he obviously felt unprecedented pressure, but he was as calm as he, and did not show anything.

Qualifying was going on day by day, and Kurosawa and others advanced all the way until the last day of the group stage.

Facing the usual slack, Kosaburo Mori, who has no sense of tension until now, Kurosawa clenched his racket slightly.

Mao Li squinted his eyes, and smiled maliciously. He really liked to tease this junior, so he could be regarded as a different kind of senior care.

"Don't be nervous, Kokurosawa, it's still very good that you can stand opposite me! At least I don't have to face that violent man in Kazama."

"Don't go too far, Maori!" Kazama, who was called violent, uttered angrily from the sidelines instantly, rolling up his sleeves and looking like he was about to punch Maori down, "I can't beat you today!"

He was stopped desperately by the two companions around him, otherwise his expression seemed to be really about to rush over.

Kazama was the opponent who played against Kurosawa in the previous round. As a second-year player with good strength, he also became the seed player of the main selection, but he was used as a substitute before.

Mori Kosaburo retracted his slightly retreating foot, pretending not to be afraid, "Hey, let's get started!"

Kurosawa nodded, and didn't intend to waste any more time adjusting his breathing. This is the last game. As long as he wins this round, he can become the official candidate to participate in the Kanto competition!

And his companions are also facing different opponents in different courts at the same time.

The two shook hands politely in front of the net, and then decided to serve, and Kurosawa chose the front.

Goddess of Luck didn't seem to be on his side this time. Kosaburo Mori shook the tennis ball in his hand, "I have the right to serve! Kurosawa, your ability to wear down your opponent's willpower may not be very useful to me!"

Although Maori looks lazy, he still knows what he should know. For example, Kurosawa on the opposite side, playing with him will kill his fighting spirit. He has also heard about it.

But that kind of move is useful for weak-willed people... Mouri, who has never fought against this move, laughed, it doesn't work.

Kurosawa didn't speak, but watched Mouri's movements vigilantly. The opponent's serve was still weaker than those of world-class opponents.

Kurosawa returned the ball easily, and Kurosawa's heart was extremely calm and composed. Even if the serving power was in the hands of the opponent, it didn't matter at all.

There is always a way.

"Little Kurosawa, hit another ball!" Mori Kosaburo swung the ball back without hesitation.

Kurosawa was already well prepared. He had already come to the net quickly. The duels with those masters gave him experience in dealing with various games. With a light short ball, the ball could barely pass the net.

Of course, Kosaburo Mori, not to be outdone, rushed up to make amends, and when the ball was about to hit the ground, he waved the ball high and bounced it up.

But in the next second, the high-jumping black shadow completely blocked the sunlight in front of him. Kurosawa jumped up at the right moment, and smashed the ball hard.

"Senior Maori, don't take it too easy!"

"0:15"

Compared with the sunny and friendly everyday, Kurosawa is a lot more serious on the field. He knows when to play and when to be serious.

"Well, Kokurosawa has grown up pretty well!" Mori Kosaburo said with a slightly dignified expression, "Then senior should be more serious!"

"Maori didn't get the first ball..."

"Has Kurosawa been this powerful before?"

"It's hidden very deep!"

The people next to him who had already been dismissed were whispering around the side of the court, and there was no lack of admiration and praise in their tone.

Kazama, who fought with Kurosawa, has a sullen face, Mouri, don't take him lightly, this kid is not as weak as he showed before.

That all-pervasive voice still made him a little tired. Although he thought his willpower was not weak, the child's mental oppression still made him almost give up the game.

Maori, who was struggling on the court, naturally didn't know what was going on in the heart of the violent wind, but he also vaguely felt that Kurosawa on the opposite side was really not easy to deal with.

Especially, when a distracting thought flashed through his mind, he was startled into a cold sweat.

As the game passed minute by minute, although Kurosawa's strength had obviously improved, the score still favored Mori Kosaburo.

bang... bang... bang...

I don't know if it's the sound of the ball or his own heartbeat, Mori Kosaburo gasped for breath, it was so loud...

The balance of the game was tilted towards Kurosawa, at least on the surface, but Kurosawa wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, knowing that he didn't take advantage of Mori Kosaburo's nonsense style of play .

Compared with those well-traceable moves, Maori's style of play is obviously based on an unrivaled tennis foundation. He doesn't have too many shortcomings, and he doesn't have any useful stunts, but that's what makes people look for him. no coping strategies.

"I used to wonder why people who competed with you abstained..." Mori Kosaburo muttered to himself, he was struggling between giving up and competing, those voices lingered in his ears, like the whispers of a sea monster.

That bewitching voice, once you relax your vigilance, no one will be able to break free, Mori Kosaburo supported his knees, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

The severe pain instantly regained the confused consciousness, "Accept failure! Kurosawa."

The sudden acceleration of the game made Kurosawa a little unprepared. The opponent can wake up so quickly, it should be said that he is indeed Li Haida's ace pick!

But Kurosawa also quickly realized that this game obviously became a tug-of-war without any warning.

People in other games finished the game one after another, but here there is still the sound of the ball.

"Now it's a contest of physical strength..."

"Kurosawa is going to lose, but Maori can survive."

After strenuous exercise, there was a shortness of breath, and his throat seemed to be burning with flames. Kurosawa's brain was very clear, but his movements gradually couldn't keep up.

In the end, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he fell hard to the ground, and the racket dropped his hand and spun a few times on the ground, just one step short.

Maori on the opposite side heaved a sigh of relief, he sat on the ground with no strength, that ball...if Kurosawa hits it back, he might not be able to catch it...

Kurosawa gritted his teeth, and hammered the ground hard unwillingly, damn it... lost.

In addition to the time provided by the system, he practiced for four full months, and spent every day being beaten every day, just for the main selection of each game... and he still lost...

He got up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, his eyes were dim, but he still stood up to the net, "Senior Maori, congratulations!"

Kurosawa tried his best to smile, but his mood was cloudy and rainy. For others, this might be just a game, and at worst, he would come back next time.

But for him, what he lost was the extra time for the next month. His current strength was entirely the result of hard work and time.

He had to make up for the extra time lost in his free time.

The author has something to say: I thought of it from the very beginning when I played against Maori.

Kurosawa needs to fail, needs a lot of failures. He has always been an idol, but he has never played tennis. It is impossible for a person with zero foundation to be suddenly talented because of a system that does not work. Big, I think that kind of rapid progress is bullshit and disrespectful to someone who started playing tennis at a young age.

We can spend time and give the foundation, but the rest can only be relied on our own efforts. I hope that Kurosawa's ability is all his own hard work.