[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

Sunday.

In the leisurely morning, the sun in April is not yet hot, and everything is full of vitality.

The tennis park near Qingxue, because it is still early, only a few people come and go.

"Why did Xiaofuer come to me?" Probably because it was the weekend, Minister Yamato was wearing casual attire, with the unchanging round sunglasses still hanging on the bridge of his nose, looking extraordinarily bohemian.

Yamato's eyes hidden under the black sunglasses unconsciously glanced at Fuji who was buying a drink. His impression of this junior has always been hidden, and his usual temptations have never been obvious. be gentle...

"Because tomorrow is the main selection." Fuji did not change his face, handed over the drink in his hand, and smiled, "I have something to ask the minister."

After receiving the drink, Yamato shook his head, a look of interest flashed in his eyes, he probably knew why Buer came here.But he still couldn't help being curious, "How do you know that I will help you?"

"Well," Fuji blinked, of course he wouldn't say that coach Ryuzaki gave him your home address, "Maybe he thinks you are the most reliable, the minister?"

"Pfft——" just after drinking the drink, Yamato choked up because of Fuji's words. He looked at Fuji's unscrupulous and pure smile. so sincere?

"Even if you flatter me like this, I still have principles. How can I easily change the selection list because of Xiaobuer's one-sidedness?" Yamato shook his head, stretched out his finger and tapped his temple, "Naive, naive!"

Bu Er squinted his eyes.If I'm being naive...can you put away that nasty smile of yours for now?

"Of course, there are ways..." With his eyes half open, Yamato secretly glanced at Fuer's still calm expression, and couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment in his heart that he wasn't fooled, so he dragged his mouth for a long time before opening his mouth, " If you are strong enough."

"Senior, do you want to fight with me?" Fuji asked bluntly.

"Ah..." Seeing that Fuji turned around and walked directly to the tennis court in front, Yamato silently swallowed the words that he wanted to continue fooling Fuji, and couldn't help complaining: At least I have to wait for me to sell Is it enough to say it?Why are kids these days so impatient?I really didn't see any respect for the elders...

Despite thinking so, Yamato followed in Fuji's footsteps and walked towards the tennis court.

"Hmm, shall you serve the ball?" Tossing the tennis ball directly to Fuji on the other side, Yamato shook his racket hand, "We still lack a referee."

"Then I won't be polite." After receiving the tennis ball, Fuji glanced at the bushes outside the court with an unchanged smile, "I think the referee will be very happy."

"The chance of being discovered is 100%." ​​Under the watchful eyes of the two, Gan Zhenzhi, who had a durian head covered with a circle of green grass, stood up and patted the dirt on his body, his glasses reflected light.Well, as expected of Minister Yamato and Fuji, he discovered his investigation so easily...

Gan spread out the notebook in his hand, sat on the referee seat, secretly looked at the two people who had already started to shake hands, and couldn't help but think, as expected, his luck is still very good, and he can encounter lucky events during morning exercises... As expected It is very good data.

"One set to decide the outcome. No second serve."

"Hey, I'm going to fuck, Minister." Fuji threw up the tennis ball in his hand, bent his knees, and swung the racket.

It's the baseline ball!

Yamato quickly made a judgment, stepped back quickly and stood at the bottom line, and swung his racket——

... Swing away.

The tennis ball flicked past his hand, and there was a delayed loud sound behind him.

"That tennis ball... will disappear." Fuji's smile remained unchanged.The wind in the morning is gentle and clear, and the sound of the hidden sphere is like a miracle.

"Come again~"

Standing back to his original position, Yamato's expression was no longer the casual one just now, and his eyes hidden behind the sunglasses had begun to become sharp.You underestimated the level of this junior...

"15-0!...The ultra-high-speed rotation of the top-cut and side-spin ball changes the trajectory of the movement...Using the refraction of light to hide the ball, no, why is the sound delayed?" Sitting on the referee's seat, he wrote and drew, very Analyzing quickly, he looked at Fuji's still smiling face and frowned in confusion.Such technology...

"GAMEwinby is the best, 1-0."

Relying on the invisible serve, Bu Er successfully won the next round.Next, it was Yamato's serve.

Looking at the man opposite who was already serious, Bu Er tightened his grip on the racket.

If I remember correctly... the current Minister Yamato was injured in his arm.

The former Fuji has never had any intersection with this minister.He suddenly remembered the feeling of coach Ryuzaki once. There are so many people learning tennis every year, but she has never seen someone who loves tennis so much.

And it was such a person who gave everything to tennis, but in the end he had to retire due to injuries.

"Snapped."

Fuji pursed his lips, and the impact of the powerful smash sent the racket flying in his hand.

"15-0!"

He raised his head and looked at the opposite person who was obscured by the round sunglasses.Such strength... Does he really not want his own arm?

"Little Fuji," Yamato weighed the tennis ball in his hand, followed Fujito's gaze towards his arm, and smiled at the corner of his lips, but he didn't know when he showed his feet, "Has he been discovered?"

"Senior, why?"

Fuji was startled, feeling that the Yamato in front of him coincided with Tezuka who was on the court.

Is winning or losing so important, so important that you don't even want your own body?Doesn't he know that he still has a longer way to go in the future?Even if he is reborn once, Fuji still firmly believes that at any time, there are many things that are more important than tennis.

Discover?What did you find?Looking at the score that is still seeing and seeing, the dry glasses reflect light.What did Fuji discover..., um, what did he miss?

But it seems... Minister Yamato is still strategizing, not panicking at all.

Another smash, Yamato's face straightened, and he suddenly said: "Fuer, although I may not be able to. But..."

"You can."

He smiled lightly.

Although I may not be able to really go on the road of tennis, I will do my best throughout my life and will always watch you arrive.

Because, I am a person who loves tennis more than anyone else, and I will not mind that you replace me to fulfill my dream.

This is a pass, a baptism, and a handover.

I bestow my blessing on you, hoping to give you the courage to fear nothing.

Therefore, even if the price is my arm, I will not hesitate.

Do you feel it?That expectation, that dream, that trusting and sincere gaze...

Just close your eyes.Opening it again, there was a pair of bright and sharp blue eyes.

Bow down and lower the racquet up for a perfect side cut.The yellow ball was subjected to two different forces to intensify its rotation again. After a pause, it flew across the court again, and hit the baseline hard when no one expected it.

"Big Bear Comeback." Perfect technique, real base ball.

"...Gamewinby No Two, 3-1."

The wind lifted Buer's soft brown hair, and there was a sharp light in the awakened blue.

This game can already be over.

Yamato stood up, looked at the almost perfect technique on the opposite side, and smiled faintly.

It was the light of hope ignited by his dreams, which burned his youth, overdrawn his life, and carried his earnest expectations.

So don't hesitate to beat me.

"Minister," Fuji looked at Yamato's sweat dripping into rain, and his raised hair fluttering, "show you my triple counter attack."

When surfing the net, the raised arm shows a strong bend, and the side attack of the wrist acts on the running tennis ball. The S-shaped trajectory is swaying left and right due to the high-speed movement, just like the light of flying swallows flying in front of the net.

"Whoo-"

The tennis ball spun at high speed on the ground, rubbed a faint gray mark in an instant, and then stagnated.

Did not bounce.

"Yan flashed back."

"No, no two, 4-1." Abandoning the traditional scoring method, he stammered out the score, with undisguised shock in his eyes.

There is no upward warm draft.Facing the cross-cutting tennis ball, Fuji's slender arm reflected an incredible angle when he swung the racket.

The soft body bounced and fell, and the white hands were raised high.

After touching the racket, the tennis ball landed lightly and then accelerated, flying out of the perfect half court, and swept towards the higher and farther sky.

"That ball..." will go out of bounds.The recording hand paused, his glasses flickered, "No..."

The upward resistance rubbed against the back half of the ball, and the tennis ball stagnated in midair for a second, and then flew forward again without giving Yamato any chance to fight back.

"Boom."

In the end, the powerless tennis ball stayed in Fuji's hands.

Interlaced visual remnants outline a silver-white leaping portrait.

"Moby Dick."

"Gamewinby No Two. 6-1."

The dust has settled.

Genius...isn't it Er Zhouzhu?

The awakened genius turned out to be more terrifying than imagined.

"Perfect technology with no flaws." Putting away the notebook, Gan stood up, his gaze fell on Yamato's trembling arm.

It turned out that it was something that I had been neglecting all the time.

"Minister," Bu Er tilted his head, his blue eyes showing an astonishing shock, "I'll accompany you to the hospital."

Yamato straightened up, and pressed his intact hand firmly on the top of Fuji's head, "Sure enough, you still look pleasing to the eye with your eyes squinted."

"..." This is the only thing that blooms with a smile.Senior is indeed a model of making progress and climbing smoothly.

"..." This is the premonition that the situation is not good, so he hurriedly backed away from the center of the incident.The chance that Minister Yamato will be retaliated by Fuji is... 100%.

"Ha...ha, Xiao Buer, don't be so serious." Yamato stroked the back of his head with his left hand, backed away belatedly, grabbed the tennis bag at the side, and strode away, "I'm going back to change the list without complaint. people."

"For the arm, of course you will see a doctor immediately. Don't worry about it."

Waving goodbye to Fuji and Gan with his back turned, the corners of Yamato's lips are joy that has never appeared before. The future... is really exciting.