Male God Cultivation Manual

After putting the things away, Fenghe also went to take a shower, and returned to the room clean and refreshed. Yukimura was sitting at the table watching something.

"What are you looking at?" Sitting down on the other side of the table, Feng He asked casually.

Yukimura pushed the book he was reading towards Feng He so that he could read it clearly.

"Your picture book?" Feng He was a little curious after seeing it clearly, "Can I read it?"

Yukimura nodded, sighed and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to bring it so easily."

Fenghe opened Yukimura's picture book, which should be a picture book dedicated to watercolor paintings. The above paintings are all colored, and the colors are bright and bold. Even people who don't know much about painting can see that they are very beautiful.

"You are very good at painting." Feng Hebian praised.

"You also draw very well." Yukimura has seen the art homework of Feng Hejiao. The lines are smooth and the composition is exquisite. At first glance, it can only be drawn by someone with a fairly basic foundation.

"It's not the same." Feng He shook his head quite self-aware, he relies on the system, how can he compare with Yukimura who relies on his own talent and hard work.Besides, he wasn't good at watercolor painting either, so he was only good at sketching.

"What's the difference?" Yukimura was puzzled.

"I'm not good at color." The perception of color is also a kind of talent. Feng He thinks that he probably doesn't have this kind of talent, but it doesn't prevent him from appreciating this kind of talent.

Yukimura raised the corner of his lips, "But you like it very much."

"Well, I like it very much." Fenghe's movements stopped on a painting, which was... the clear sky in midsummer.

Before coming to this world, Feng He never knew that the sky by the seaside of Kanagawa in summer could be so beautiful.

That kind of transparent blue without the slightest haze can soak into the bottom of people's heart when looking at it, and then render a piece of pure brilliance in the bottom of the heart.

Seeing that Fenghe stopped moving, and his eyes lingered on the painting, Yukimura looked down, "Do you like this?"

"Well, it's beautiful."

Yukimura thought for a while, "I remember, it seems that the art museum happens to have an art exhibition with a similar theme in August."

Feng He looked up at him, his light blue eyes were exceptionally clear under the light.

So is this of interest?

Yukimura smiled, "After winning the national competition, let's go to the art exhibition together."

"Okay." After the national competition... after the victory?

He is also looking forward to the victory of the national competition!

The one-week camp training of the Lihai University Tennis Department ended successfully.

Fortunately, Fenghe's roommate never woke up to sleepwalk in the middle of the night again, and after getting used to the tatami, she was able to sleep better.

Being roommates with someone who gets up early in the morning made Fenghe's work and rest habits adjusted.

Shortly after the end of the camp, the National Junior Tennis Tournament officially kicked off.

It is different from the previous Kanto competition, it is a national level competition, and it is in such a world dominated by tennis.

There has been a qualitative leap in both the scale of the venue and the number of viewers.

When the contestants of the opening ceremony entered the arena, Feng He looked at the teams ready to go and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

It is said that next year will be a meeting of heroes once every ten years, and Lihai's final and strongest opponent for the third consecutive championship will also appear next year.

Excluding some factors that can be called cheating, in fact, Fenghe is quite looking forward to it.

This is probably the meaning of the existence of the opponent.

But before that, we have to do a good job in this year's national competition. This is a national competition, and there are so many masters. If you underestimate your opponent, you will lose very ugly.

Feng He doesn't want to lose in an ugly way. His mission has not progressed yet, but he has a hunch that perhaps, there will be an opportunity for a breakthrough in the national competition.

So, whether it is as a member of the Lihai Tennis Club or for the mission, he will go all out.

The schedule of the national competition is much different from the previous competitions. The regional qualifiers are the same as the Kanto competition. First, there will be two doubles matches, followed by three singles matches. The team that wins three matches first will win.

In the national competition, singles and doubles are played alternately, and the winner will be announced after five games.

So the first player to play is the singles three.

"Are you ready? It's Lihai University's first match in the national competition." Yukimura, who was sitting in the coaching seat as always, turned his head to look at Feng He who was tidying up the network cables and preparing to play.In Li Haida's first game in the national competition, he was singles three.

Feng He put down his racket and raised his head, "Yes." No matter which field he was standing on, he was ready.

"Then go," Yukimura's voice carried a lingering aura, "win for me."

Feng He's eyes met Yukimura's, and the boy's frozen eyes were gradually ignited by the flames of war, shining a pair of eyes dazzlingly, shining brightly, "Yes."

Picking up the racket, Fenghe strode into the arena, and the national competition officially kicked off.

"Yuta, this way." A boy in a green school uniform waved his hand at another boy with a stubborn face, "The competition has already begun."

Fuji Yuta, who has a small cross wound on his forehead, only entered Qingxue Junior High School this spring. He has not gone through puberty, and he looks like a boy from a junior high school. "Where did it go?"

Today, he was watching the competition of the High School Affiliated to Lihai University with his friends. The champion of last year's national competition, Lihai University was known as the king.

As a result, something happened on the road and it was delayed for a while. When we arrived at the competition venue, the competition had already started.

"The first singles match three," Yuta's classmate pointed to the track in the field, "It's just started."

"The first match is singles three?" Yuta stood next to his classmates and looked at the match in the field strangely.

Yuta's classmate arrived a little earlier than him, and I heard people say that the national competition is different. "It is said that the schedule of the national competition is different. The singles and doubles are played alternately. The first game starts with a singles three."

The two were talking, Li Haida's opponent had already scored a point, the score was 1-0 on the field, and the field was changed.

"Eh?" Yuta's classmate has already called out, "No, it can't be, Li Haida's singles three just lost one point."

"Don't worry, just started, maybe Lihai University is testing." Yuta didn't see the previous game, and didn't rush to say anything, but since he made a special trip to watch the game at the High School Affiliated to Lihai University, it was natural psychologically. Just stood on Li Haida's side.

"Changsheng, Lihaida, Changsheng, Lihaida!" The voice of the Lihaida support group was still uniform and energetic, "Let'sgo, Let'sgo Lihaida."

"As expected of Li Haida, the support team is so formal." Yuta's classmates looked at Li Haida's well-dressed support team with some envy.

"Well, yes." Yuta also nodded.

Boy, that's because you haven't seen the ice emperor's support.

The restarted game slowly kicked off in the eyes of the two.

"Li Haida, who is known as the king, is not very good." When Feng He's opponent looked at him, there was contempt in his eyes.

"Really?" Feng He asked indifferently, the angle of the racket changed, "Attack technique: flowing water."

Continuous attacks, wave after wave, seem to have no end, no, or the end of the attack is victory.

"Lihai won 2-1 and exchanged venues."

"See Yuta, what a powerful style of play." The young boy who was on the sidelines couldn't quite understand how to play such tennis, but the aura of playing that made the opponent have no respite at all was very clear. of.

"Yeah." Yuta held the railing in front of him, watching the game in the field motionless.

It's really too strong, stronger than the seniors he has seen playing tennis very well, that kind of unstoppable momentum on the court, precise ball control ability and skilled tennis skills.

Is it really worthy of being the main choice of King Li Haida?

It's really amazing.

The current Fenghe is different from the match with the Bingdi Jibu. The match that ignited all the flames of war, standing on the field, feels like the blood is also burning and boiling.

Do your best to win.

While surpassing himself, he also played very excitedly, so his physical strength was exhausted very quickly, and he lost to Atobe in the end.

When it comes to the national competition, Fenghe's will to win is still strong, but he won't be the kind of play that makes people breathless. His fighting spirit is dissipating, but his movements are still calm. The powerful control on the surface is like the dark tide and turbulent water under the ice, which is about to break through the ice.

"The game is over, Lihai University Affiliated High School, Feng won, 6-1."

Congratulations, the character fit is 30.00%, and you get a wish card.

The author has something to say:

Yuta is still quite cute, 2333.

In addition, there will be small kelp, really!

Those who want to watch different plots and make trouble, um, after the national competition, it is not an ordinary thing to do.

In addition, thanks to little angel Huaijin for the deep water torpedo, haha, for the surprise on July 7st, thank you for adding a new chapter in the afternoon!