Male God Cultivation Manual

The matter of the cruise ship can be put aside for the time being. The first thing to do now is the practice match with Sitianbaosi.

The Shinkansen to Osaka went smoothly all the way, and it went smoothly from Kanto to Kansai in just over two hours.

Although the time in Japan is not short, and even the tennis club has participated for such a long time, when Fenghe got off the Shinkansen, he couldn't help sighing that the funds of the Japanese club are really sufficient.

Even if the accommodation has been provided by Shitenbaoji, the shinkansen for so many people in the tennis club from Tokyo to Osaka is not cheap. Coach Ryuzaki and Tezuka approved it without blinking an eye.

Lihai University also went to camp for training before, and it lasted for a week. Although the hotel is a bit remote and old, it still has hot springs and tennis courts. Although he doesn’t know the exact price, there are so many people, no matter how you think It won't be cheap.

But looking back and thinking that this is a world ruled by tennis, it is understandable.

Wrong, it should be said that sports rule the world?He also received a message from Haruko before, mentioning that Xiangbei High School participated in the basketball competition. If it wasn't because he was also busy with the national competition some time ago, he would probably have gone to see it.

After all, it was a game in Xiangbei.

Well, after going back, I might as well ask Haruko carefully if their game is over. If it is not over, they can go to watch.

"Wow—it's amazing." Standing out from JR, Kikumaru jumped up and down with his hands on the awning and looked around, "This is Osaka." It feels so amazing, this is the first time he has been to Osaka !

"Although it's the first time I've come to Osaka, it doesn't look much different from Tokyo." Fuji was much calmer, and said with a smile after seeing it.

"Modern cities are not very different." Fenghe's expectations for the city are not high, and there is not much difference between modern cities at home and abroad, let alone Japan.As he said that, he turned to Fuji, "The difference between Kanto and Kansai should not be fully reflected in urban construction?" I remember that Fuji said before that Kanto and Guanxi are very different.

"Hehe, yes, there are more differences in culture and other aspects." Fuji explained with a smile.

Even if he came out for a practice match against Sitianbaosi, Qian would habitually collect enough complete information, take his information book, and popularize science for others to listen to, "This is a place known as the kitchen of the world, and it is quite famous for its food. .”

"After that, you can try Okonomiyaki." Feng He looked at the arrangements for the past two days. Although he may not be able to go to Kyoto, it is still no problem to try the local delicacies in Osaka.We can see how Ryuzaki coach Tezuka will arrange tomorrow's schedule for the tennis club.

Bu Er smiled and looked at Feng He, "It seems that the strategy has been prepared before coming here."

That is, otherwise it would be a pity that they all came to Osaka.

Or travel at public expense.

The slight pride that Feng He had just felt was interrupted by Taocheng's loud wailing, "What's going on? Where is the Buddha? Where is the deer?"

After hearing the words, Fuji turned around, "It should be in Nara."

Feng He said that even he, a foreigner, knows this kind of basic knowledge, "It's a pity that Nara is still a little far away from here, otherwise I would also like to visit Toshodai Temple." That is the temple of Master Jianzhen in China.

Fu Er is very proficient in literature and history. When Feng He mentioned Tangzhaoti Temple, he immediately smiled and said, "Speaking of which, it is a temple built by Chinese eminent monks." No wonder Feng Hui wants to see it.

"Yes." Feng He nodded, no matter how ancient temples with a long history make people fascinated.Not to mention, Tangzhaoti Temple is said to be quite well preserved.

Gan flipped through his information book, "The Toshodai Temple in Nara was built by the eminent monk Jianzhen of the Tang Dynasty in China. It is the head temple of the Japanese Buddhist Vinaya. It is now recognized as a Japanese national treasure. History. If you go to Nara, it is really worth seeing."

"More than 1000 years, it's amazing!" Kikumaru had finished sighing about Osaka, and when he turned back and heard Qian's words, he sighed again.

"Yes, it's really not easy to keep it intact until now." Fuji also smiled.

"Okay, it's time to go, it's going to be late when we get to Sitianbao Temple later." Coach Ryuzaki greeted everyone.

So whether they were discussing Nara Temple or Koshien, they all answered in unison, "Yes."

In Osaka Qingxue, the group changed to other means of transportation, and finally arrived at the station closest to Sitianbao Temple, and then Coach Ryuzaki led everyone all the way to the gate of Sitenbao Temple.

Looking at the building that is not so much the gate of the school, but rather the gate of the temple, Fenghe suddenly has a kind of understanding. Sure enough, Sitianbao Temple, Sitianbao Temple, is a temple?

I really didn't know if I didn't come, but I realized that this is the origin of the school's name when I came.

The school with a very powerful name that I heard in the national competition before, is it really just an illusion?

Of course, Feng He was not the only one who sighed, Kikumaru had already shown a very shocked expression, "This is the Sitianbao Temple? The school, in the temple?"

"It's so strange." The first-year trio also sighed.

Dashi looked at the banners hanging on the building to celebrate the national top four of Sitianbao Temple, and said with a smile, "It seems that this is the right place."

"Of course, I will definitely not go the wrong way." Coach Ryuzaki said quite complacently.

Just as I was talking, I heard a familiar lively voice yelling, "Hey—come in quickly, come in quickly, the bell hasn't rang yet." A monkey-like red-haired boy was bouncing vigorously at the door, waving at everyone non-stop.

"Ah, it's Kintaro." Momoshiro exclaimed happily.

"However, what does it mean that the bell has not rang?" Fuji asked a little puzzled.

Feng He thought for a while, and answered quite honestly, "I don't know." Seeing that Kintaro seemed to be in a hurry, should they hurry up?

Feng He is not the only one who thinks this way.

"Anyway, let's run quickly." Following Oishi's words, everyone started running, but they didn't have any sense of urgency, and they couldn't match the rhythm of Naniwa Star at all.

The next moment, Ren Zuqian also ran up from behind and overtook everyone. When the fast boy turned his head to talk, he hit the signboard hard at the gate and fell down with a bang.

It must be very painful, right?

Before Fenghe could sigh, Baishi also ran over, "It's still too naive." The minister of Sitianbao Temple still looks handsome and handsome, and his running posture is also very standard. He really deserves to be called the bible people.

It's just that he jumped up suddenly at the door, and his whole face hit the door frame or something.I don't know whether it is completely inappropriate for his image, or it is too suitable for his image.

At that moment, even the expression of Tezuka, who was always as immobile as a mountain, had an inexplicable sideways look.

"Could it be that?" Gan pushed his glasses seriously, half surprised, "Deliberately?"

Baishi, who got up from the ground, quickly solved everyone's doubts. He rubbed his face, which was probably still hurting a little, "The main gate of our Sitianbao Temple is also called Huabao Mingmen, and it is a sacred place."

Qian also stood up, "Yes, it's not okay to walk over in an ordinary way." Therefore, it is necessary to be funny in your own way.

As if to confirm the words of the two of them, the most "scary" funny partner of Sitianbao Temple also came.

Changing into women's clothes, Xiaochun, who didn't know where to find two balls and put them on his chest, was running in front of him, almost standing still, "If you catch me, I'll beep--hit you."

"Then look at me." Ichishi, who was also pretending to be running wildly behind him, shouted.

Then the two of them slowly "run" past Fenghe and Qingxue and others.

A gust of cold wind blows, blowing off the bleak feeling of two leaves.

It was quite eye-catching. In the complete silence, only Fuji laughed a couple of times, "Hehe, it's really interesting."

Feng He nodded approvingly, "Indeed." If he had been drawn to Sitianbao Temple to do the task, he would have developed the skill of being expressionless and funny by now, it is such a fresh and refined style of painting.

It caused Haitang and Taocheng to look over with strange eyes, "It's so funny."

"It's not funny at all." Haitang agreed with Taocheng in a rare way, so he didn't understand what the seniors said was funny, he just felt that he really couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"These two people's jokes are so weird," Kikumaru complained to Dashi with a puffy face, "No wonder they can become friends." He didn't think it was funny at all.

Dashi rubbed his head and laughed, "Haha, haha..."

After completing the sacred task, Shiraishi finally had the opportunity to see the discord among the all members of Qingxue Tennis Club, "Huh? Feng?" He also felt a little strange, "Did you transfer to Qingxue this semester?" Otherwise, what He will come with people from Qingxue, but it doesn't look like he's coming alone on behalf of Li Haida.

Feng He shook his head, and the answer was quite concise, "Exchange students."

"That's it," Baishi smiled knowingly. When not playing, the head of Sitianbao Temple is a very sweet person. "Please come in, everyone, the tennis club is over there."

Baishi led the crowd to the entrance of the Tennis Club of Sitianbao Temple. Unlike other tennis clubs, where the courts are surrounded by iron wires, the tennis club of Sitianbao Temple is built in a special yard. The wooden gate looks calm and imposing. .

"This is it." Baishi introduced, "Please come in."

Pushing open the gate, the tennis court at Shitenpoji is different from what you see outside the gate, but it is here that a famous Kansai tennis school that cannot be ignored even in the whole country is born here.

It was already getting late when Tianqing School arrived, so in the afternoon they only had warm-up exercises in random groups, and the official practice match between the two schools was not until the day after tomorrow.

Because it is not a regular game, the formation of both sides is quite interesting.

The two doubles matches were a mixed match between Sitianbaoji and Qingxue. The first match was Fuji, Shiraishi vs. Kawamura and Yin.

"The combination of Fuji and Shiraishi against Kawamura and Gin," Gan pushed his glasses, "I didn't expect that the two who were duel in the national competition are now playing as partners."

"Both Kawamura and Gin are power-type players, right?" Fenghe doesn't know much about these two people, and Kawamura heard Liu mention it before the match against Qingxue. Lihai University did not meet Sitianbaosi this year, so I don't know much about silver.

"Yes," although there is no Liu for the time being, but Yougan is the same, "Both of them are good at swing balls, so there is a 90.00% probability that they will use swing balls to decide the outcome."

"That's really a bit troublesome." Feng He's answer was quite an understatement.

It seems that the wave ball is of no use to Feng, so when he heard Feng He's answer, he silently added a few strokes to his information in the bottom of his heart.

"However, the combination of Fuji and Shiraishi seems to be interesting." Feng He looked at Fuji and Shiraishi who were waiting in full force on the court, and added another sentence.

"Well, a combination of a genius and a Bible." Gan also nodded.

However, the match that was supposed to be very exciting and intense was interrupted by Xiaochun and Ichishi's cold jokes not long after it started.

Yin turned his back and laughed so hard that he couldn't help himself, and he couldn't take it seriously in the next game.

It was even worse in the second doubles match, Xiaochun and Ichishi held each of Haitang and Taocheng's hands tightly, before the fight started, Haitang and Taocheng already had veins on their foreheads. A rare synchronization occurred, "How long are you going to hug, don't let go soon."

Of course Xiaochun and Yishi would not just let go, they not only hugged the person's arm, but also rubbed each other quite uniformly, so that Haitang and Taocheng almost collapsed.

Feng He's face was cold, and he laughed silently in his mind. He really likes the school of Sitianbaosi, and it is quite admirable that he can regard being funny as a pursuit of the whole school.

If the former exchange student had chosen Sitianbaosi, he would have been really pained and happy this month.

I want to laugh and want to drag the characters or something.

Although every previous game ended without a problem, when it was Feng He's turn to play, he still stood on the court with a tennis racket in a serious manner.

His opponent is Toyama Kintaro who once challenged Yukimura and was taught a lesson by the Great Demon King.

"Hey, Shiraishi said you are strong?" The wild monkey still looked so lively, with the racket back on his shoulders, and the frustration when he didn't see Echizen was gone.

"Ah." Feng He replied lightly, for such a young child, he was still very tolerant.And it's really hard to hate Xiaojin's natural personality.

"Then let's start, let's start." Toyama Kintaro said impatiently, Shiraishi will not lie to him, let him see how strong the opponent is.

Feng He didn't say much, and walked directly to the serving line with the tennis ball, tossed the tennis ball high, and a fairly fast ball was served.

"Hey!" Kintaro ran quickly, "It's a fast ball." Even though he said that, he ran over in a rather weird and lively posture and hit the ball back.

Unlike the chaotic looking kid jumping up and down, Feng He is still calm and calm on the court. After playing a game with Tezuka, his chic and fearless tennis style has faded a lot. A little more ordinary, but the tennis ball is more difficult to return.

"Feng looks like he likes Kintaro very much." Outside the court, Fuji smiled slightly.

"Where do you see this?" Qian couldn't understand, so Feng didn't seem to show any patience with children.

"He plays very seriously." Fuji knows this friend quite well, and he is a delicate, self-conscious and strong genius, so he can easily draw the correct conclusion.

"I see." Qian nodded and said, "But this game looks very interesting."

"Well, Kintaro, the most promising rookie of Shitianbao Temple, and Li Haida, who is the number one in the country, are also very powerful. In a sense, it is indeed a very interesting match."

On the court, the confrontation between the two intensified.

Kintaro became more and more excited as he played more and more aggressively on the court, "It's really exciting."

It was the first time for Fenghe to fight against an opponent like Kintaro. Although he was not particularly excited, he also found it very interesting.

Although Kintaro's movements seem completely non-standard and weird, he can still hit the ball back, and the angle is quite tricky. If you underestimate him because of his seemingly messy movements and carelessly It was taken advantage of by a wild little monkey.Therefore, Fenghe concentrated his energy on the court and let go to play.

"Hahahaha, Shiraishi is right, you are very strong." After several matches, Kintaro fully agreed with Fuhe's tennis prowess, "Although it is different from the excitement of the previous Echizen match, it is also very good to play with you. Exciting."

Fenghe swung his racket neatly, and hit Kintaro's weird ball back, "Thank you."

"Then, here I come!" Kintaro jumped high, which is his strongest move: super invincible, absolutely delicious, big wheel mountain storm.

Then, there was no more, when Haru and Ichishi were simulating a tornado outside the field, Xiaoharu threw Ichishi on Kintaro, and the two fell into a ball on the court.

The game... naturally it will be over.

Well, although it is not a formal game, it seems that this is in line with Sitianbaosi's style.

Feng He silently put away the racket and spread his hands in his heart.

Although the warm-up practice is unreliable, Fenghe thinks it is quite enjoyable to play, but it is a pity that the official practice match the day after tomorrow, Tezuka and Oishi's intention is to let the first and second grade members play, and train the next minister and the possible candidates, so he still probably won't be able to compete with Xi Laixi.

But it doesn't matter, there will be U-17 after that, he and Shiraishi still have a chance to fight again.

Well, so he began to look forward to the arrival of the U-17 training camp.Unlike the previous Kwantung Youth Army training camp, it gathered top experts from all over the country.

Also, after graduating from various schools, senior high school seniors who have undergone U-17 devil hell training.

What kind of grand occasion will it be?

On the subway back to the hotel, after such a day of tossing around, everyone was a little tired, except for someone as energetic as Taocheng who was still talking non-stop, the others were sleeping and keeping silent.

After getting off the subway, I didn't expect to meet Higa's group not far from the hotel.

Lost and had no travel expenses for the return journey, ended up cleaning and eating in the monastery. Even Feng He felt like crying for them.

It seems that if the Japanese clubs that I lamented before are really rich, it doesn't apply to Higa.

In other words, the possibility of a disaster has multiplied after encountering unreliable coaches and the idiotic attributes of the entire tennis club with the club funds that were not well-off.

Next time, I will meet them in a strange place...it should be...

Sitianbao Temple

A pure Japanese-style hotel was reserved for everyone in Qingxue. The hotel provided everyone with the same yukata, which made it very convenient for them to move around in the hotel.

You can change into a yukata whether you are going to bathe or have a meal.

"Thank you, I'm not very good at this." Feng He, who had no idea about the obi of this kind of Japanese-style yukata, could only rely on his squinting friend.

"You're welcome," Fuji said he was quite skilled at knotting his belt, "Didn't Feng-chan wear this?"

"Yes, when I went to the fireworks display," Feng He replied honestly, "I just asked the store where I bought the bathrobe to help me wear it." Otherwise, it would be difficult to even put it on properly.But for this kind of bathrobe, he can tie it casually without help, as long as it doesn't fall off. He has a big heart in this regard, and he doesn't feel that he has to be very formal.

"Hehe," Buer took advantage of the opportunity that Fenghe couldn't see the knot behind his back, and tied a very cute knot on his back. After tying it, he tidied it up, and then bent the corners of his mouth quite satisfied, " Only at this time will I remember that you are not Japanese."

"Well, the traditional costumes of Chinese people are not the same as this one." Feng He didn't know what her friend was doing at all, and she was still answering solemnly.

"What is traditional Chinese clothing like?" Fuji asked curiously.

"Traditional Chinese costumes..." Feng He had just begun to speak, but was interrupted by Tezuka who turned to call for someone, "Are you ready? It's time for dinner."

"It's ready." Fuji had already finished the work in hand, and he motioned Tezuka to look at the fruits of his labor, "Tezuka, let's see how it is."

So Tezuka's eyes moved from the super kawaii knot on Fenghe's waist to Fenghe's expressionless face. The next moment, Tezuka clenched his fists and coughed lightly, "Let's eat."

Fuji smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Tezuka also thinks it's very good, right?"

The quite honest head of the Youth Academy answered yes and no, no and no, and could only answer rather vaguely, "Ah."

I always feel that Tezuka looks weird, is it an illusion?

Feng He glanced secretly at Tezuka, who was smiling as usual and Tezuka, who seemed to have no mood swings, felt that something was wrong no matter what.

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