Male God Cultivation Manual

Amidst the various cheers outside the stadium, Li Haida's master smiled gently with some brilliance. It was the expression that only people who are very close to him would show, "Is the still water running deep? It doesn't sound like that." It’s just the superficial meaning.” However, it feels very suitable for the wind, the seemingly indifferent or even icy appearance hides a completely different interior.

Although Fuji has a Chinese friend who has a little understanding of Chinese culture, he still doesn’t understand the level of such an uncommon word, “It should be, but just from the literal meaning, it’s quite suitable for the tennis that Feng is playing now. It's the kind of tennis that looks ordinary but is actually immeasurable.

Of course, fortunately, Yukimura and Fuji are relatively understandable, and there are also those who can't understand at all. Rukihara, "Ji, what is Jing? Minister Yukimura, what does that mean?" Why does Kaze-senpai always use such strange names for tennis? It's the same with flowing clouds and flowing water, and it's the same with the current one. Can't seniors choose a simpler name?Just like Marui-senpai, the names of each move are easy to understand.

Yukimura smiled and shook his head, "It's still water flowing deep. It literally means the undercurrent of the seemingly calm water. As for other meanings, you can ask Feng later."

"Forget it," Kirihara wasn't interested in understanding the deep meaning of the words, he probably just knew it, "but now Fengsenpai's tennis does look quite peaceful."

Yukimura was amused by Kirihara's words, "It's really calm." That's right.

"What's so peaceful?" Feng He, who just got off the field, just heard this sentence.

Seeing his sweaty face, Yukimura handed him a towel, "Aka is also talking about the tennis you are playing now."

"Huh?" Feng He turned to look at the junior with cute kelp-like hair on top of his head, handed the racket to his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to rub the hair with a particularly good feel, "Want to play a game?"

"Hairstyle, senior!" After protecting his hair, Qieyuan subconsciously gave Fenghe a look, and the next moment he thought of what his senior had just asked, he immediately showed a full of energy, "Okay, when?"

"In the evening." Feng He thought for a while, now that the warm-up match with the German team is over, everyone should go back to the hotel immediately, and he is indeed exhausted. After the afternoon rest, he should be able to recover a little .

"Pack up your things and get ready to go." Following the coach's voice, both middle school and high school students started to move, and Kirihara also turned around and hurried to pick up his tennis bag.

Of course, other people can leave with their tennis bags, but Feng He just got off the court and had to put away the racket towels and so on.

While waiting for him to pack his things, Yukimura crossed his arms and sighed a little, "You are too used to Chiya." He just finished the game and was about to play a practice match with Chiya. This level is actually just a one-sided guidance match.When I was in the U-17 training camp before, I turned around and left for Chiye's progress, offering such a good opportunity with both hands.

Feng He half squatted beside him, put away his racket and everything, and then put on his tennis bag, "He cheered me up just now, I heard it all." Xiao Kelp is like this, sometimes he is really angry and wants to give him For a while, sometimes I feel so cute that I want to rub him twice, "Besides, after we graduate, there will only be him and Matsumoto left in the tennis club of Lihai Daikoku High School." The others have not yet stood out, so the burden must be to The pressure fell on two people, especially Chiya, who had participated in the U-17 training camp and now has a significant improvement in strength.

"Hehe, Feng has always looked like a senior." Fuji added with a smile, it goes without saying for Kirihara, but it's the same in Qingxue.Looking at the appearance of Taocheng and Haitang, you can tell that even if they were rival schools before, Senior Feng is now shouting happily.

Feng He put the tennis bag on his back, "You are the same." Yukimura is good as a minister and a senior. After all, there is only one junior in the main election of the Lihai University Tennis Club, and it is definitely not an exaggeration to say that he is the favorite of the group.But the same is true for Taocheng and Haitang, they are very senior and will take care of them in various ways.

Yukimura and Fuji looked at each other and both smiled. Compared with them, Kaze is more indulgent to the younger generation, and also takes it for granted.

"Let's go too." Seeing that everyone else was packing up, Yukimura also put on his tennis bag.

"Yeah." Fuji agreed with a smile.

Fenghe automatically followed the footsteps of the two of them, took two steps and remembered something, raised his hand and took off the hairband on his forehead, "Xingcun, return the hairband to you after washing it." You can't borrow something and use it and then it will be so dirty Xixi will go back.

"Did you bring your own to Australia?" Yukimura didn't care at all, "If you didn't bring it, you can use mine." Otherwise, you will have to ask him to borrow it for the next competition.

"I should have brought it with me," Feng He thought for a while, "I'll find out when I go back and look at it." After a pause, "If I don't find it, I'll return it to you after the World Cup is over." He also thought of what Yukimura thought of before The problem is, if you don’t bring it with you, you probably have to borrow it, or just borrow it until the end of the World Cup.Well, what a good idea, I should give myself a thumbs up.

"If you don't bring it, you don't have to return it." Yukimura raised his lips.

Feng He had just stuffed the hair band into her trouser pocket, but she couldn't help but twitched when she heard this, "Can I return it to you if I bring it back?"

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, he heard it right, why does he always feel that someone is really getting tired and lazy recently.

Fuji laughed softly when he heard it beside him. Sometimes listening to the conversation between Kaze and Yukimura is really interesting.

I don't know if the two of them found out, whether it was Yukimura or Kaze, they would show a side that was rarely seen in front of each other.

Of course, he wouldn't mention it whether they found it or not, interesting, isn't it?

Although we know that there are still two professional players in the German team who did not play in the warm-up match, they did not show their full strength, but they were able to win two rounds from the team that won nine consecutive championships. On the car back to the hotel, almost everyone They all looked very excited and looked forward to the official match of the World Cup.In the bustling car, the topic also revolved around this World Cup, and the most discussed was the semi-finals of the previous World Cup.

With three professional players, the German team is determined to dominate the World Cup again.

The captain of the Swiss team is also a professional player, leading a skilled team.

Captain Camus is known as the French team of the tennis revolution.

There is also the experienced Spanish team. It is said that if the captain hadn't been injured a few years ago, his current strength should be higher than that of the German team's Borg.

In addition to various discussions caused by the semi-finals, the latest rankings of the 17 countries participating in the U-32 World Cup have also come out.

"Everyone, the latest world rankings for the U-17 World Cup are out." Gan took out the latest rankings and showed them to everyone in the car.

The list was passed around in the car, causing bursts of noise, and when it reached Fenghe's hands, he studied it with great interest, and then felt inexplicably proud.

Although I know that the big flower growers in this world are completely different from my own world, I feel a little excited when I see that China ranks ahead of Japan.

Bu Er, who was sitting next to Feng He, also came over to check the rankings, "The Japanese team's rankings don't seem to be very good."

"Ah." It's really not very good, counting backwards is much faster than counting forwards.

Fuji looked again, "China ranks ahead of Japan."

"Yeah." Feng He couldn't help but tilt his lips slightly, "Should be able to enter the final." Thinking about it makes me happy.

"In this case," Buer tilted his head, "maybe we will meet in future games."

"It's possible," Feng He passed the list to the people in the back row, "Didn't we meet Tezuka's German team today?"

Bu Er was a little curious, "Is there anyone in the Chinese team you know?"

Feng He abruptly swallowed the negation that he did not have, and replaced it with a more neutral word, "I don't know." Say, really maybe, there will be someone I know.

"Same as Tezuka," Fuji opened his eyes, "you won't show mercy either."

Feng He raised his eyes and looked back, "The greatest respect for an opponent is to go all out."

Bu Er raised his lips and smiled when he heard the words, the boy with chestnut hair smiled like the bright moonlight, gentle but not deserted, quiet but not silent.

The end of the warm-up match means that the official match of the U-17 World Cup will kick off tomorrow. After returning to the hotel for dinner, the coach gathered all the participants, "Please gather."

There were a lot of high school students and junior middle school students participating this time, and they took up an entire corner of the lounge when they gathered together.

"The official match of the World Cup is about to start, and the group match will be the first," the coach explained in detail about the schedule of the U-17 World Cup, because the addition of junior high school students is very different from before, " The 32 countries are divided into eight groups, and each group has four round-robin matches. In each game, there are three players in singles and two groups in doubles. A total of seven players will participate. After the game, these seven players will no longer participate For other games in the group stage, that is to say, each player can only play once in the group round-robin game. And among the seven players in each game, there must be at least three junior high school students."

"Seven players per game." Kintaro put his hands behind his head, "Shiraishi, will it be our turn?"

"There must be three junior high school students among the seven people, and they should have a chance to play." Shiraishi casually explained to Kintaro.

"That would be great." Kintaro is one of the people who is excited when he hears that he can compete. A wild red-haired monkey has no idea what fear and nervousness are.

"In short, this time will be a big battle between high school students and junior high school students," Coach Saito concluded at the end, "So everyone, are you ready?"

Although not so tidy, but cheering cheers responded to his question.

Coach Saito smiled, "This afternoon, Mr. Oishi drew lots on behalf of our Japanese team."

In a word, Fenghe also shook his head, "I think there will be at least one semi-finalist in our group stage." He already fully understands Dashi's lottery.

"Hehe," Buer didn't think it was lively enough, "it's possible."

Yukimura laughed at Fenghe when he heard the words, "If you go to the lottery, maybe there will be two top four in one group, the real life and death group."

Fuji smiled more happily, "There is indeed a possibility."

Kirihara, who was sitting next to him, also laughed.

Feng He, who was ridiculed by others, had no choice but to take the two big demon kings, so he could only glance at the laughing Kirihara, and planned to guide this junior well during the practice match later.

After all, even the Great Demon King said that he is a very good senior, and of course he must do everything for the progress of the younger generation.

Of course, Dashi's signing luck was indeed as expected by Feng He. Among the only four teams in their group, there was the Swiss team ranked second in the world.

Seeing this result, many people shouted, "Dashi, your luck is too bad!"

"Yes, after the German team came a Swiss team, please spare us."

Oishi touched his head in embarrassment and laughed. He didn't know why his lottery was like this. He could only say that it was fortunate that Tezuka did the lottery before, otherwise Qingxue's journey in national events would have been more difficult.

This time, not only junior high school students, but even high school students felt the power of Oishi's lottery.

"Four teams, the first two teams qualify," Kimishima Yuto weighed in. "As long as the ranking is high, even if you lose the last game of the deciding game, you can still enter the final."

Oni also had a serious face, "So how the team is organized in the first three games, and the positions of the junior high school students are the key."

Although he liked some of the middle school students, it was true that the overall strength of the middle school students was weaker than that of the high school students.

Tono was the most direct, pointing to the junior high school students and said directly, "When playing against the Swiss team, let all the junior high school students play." In this way, there will be no weaknesses in the next three games.

Hearing this, Feng He raised his head and looked at Yuan Ye, although this idea couldn't be worse, but unexpectedly, there are people who understand Tian Ji's idea of ​​horse racing.

Of course, maybe this senior didn't think so much at all.

In any case, there is a lot of discussion, the final grouping of the 24 players participating in the round-robin competition depends on the arrangement of the team leader and the team leader.

"I don't know how Sanchuan's coach will arrange it." Feng He has experienced training on the cliff, and he feels that this team leader is extremely unreliable.

"We'll know when the game starts tomorrow," Yukimura said.

"Yeah." Feng He didn't want to make unnecessary guesses, and after the coach announced his disbandment, he directly slipped away Xiao Haidai.Tomorrow is an important match, and his juniors must of course be fully prepared.

At this time, Feng He, who was still holding on to a glimmer of hope and was guiding the juniors, didn't know the so-called Sanchuan coach's unique grouping method.

While drinking... roll the dice.

Otherwise, he probably felt that the Japanese team had no future.

The weather in Japan is still early spring, and in Australia it is just at the end of midsummer.

Feng He sat on the chair by the tennis court, enjoying the evening breeze at this moment. Although playing a game with Kirihara was not a particularly exhausting thing, it was just that he had exhausted his energy during the day, and now he had another game. Also feel a little tired.

Now that there is such a comfortable breeze, of course I can lean here comfortably and enjoy the coolness of the wind blowing my hair at this moment.

With the night wind blowing gently, when Feng He was about to close his eyes, there was the sound of tennis balls breaking through the air.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and with a single movement of his hand, he grasped a tennis ball accurately. Then, the person who appeared suddenly surprised him, "Atobe?"

After today's match with the German team, Atobe, who was hit hard, left. Of course, he was not depressed, but realized his shortcomings and went to seek a breakthrough.

At that time, Feng He felt that Atobu, who maintained such a posture, was more gorgeous than when he was triumphant.

So Fenghe was a little surprised to see Atobe coming to him at this moment.

Atobu put his hands in front of his eyes, and said directly, "I remember, you still owe me a game, huh?" He looked directly into Fenghe's gaze, provocatively.

Feng He was stunned, "You want to compete with me now?" Of course he remembered such a thing, and although he had played many practice matches during training, he had never had a real showdown.

Atobe raised his chin, "Why, you still need to choose time?"

Fenghe snorted imperceptibly, stood up while holding the racket tightly, "Okay, come on." If this is Atobe's challenge, then he accepted it.

Now that it was decided to be a match, it was completely different from those practice matches played before. Feng He showed all his seriousness and focused on it from the very beginning.

He has always known that Atobe is exceptionally strong, and now that he has passed the U-17 hellish special training, it is even more icing on the cake.

But even so, he will not lose to Atobe, he will concentrate on it and exert his strength to the extreme, even if he is the extremely gorgeous ice emperor, he can win.

Strength and victory, this is tempered in the game after game with all your strength, and the confidence to dare to believe that you can win.

However, since he dared to take the initiative to invite the battle, Atobe was well prepared.Today's game against the German team was an unprecedented blow to him, but it was not an opportunity for him to surpass himself.

In the next return shot, Atobe's momentum changed suddenly, and he improved from the warm-up match. No, or it can be said that he was a different person from the warm-up match.

Following Atobe's return of the ball, the streetlights around the stadium shattered, and glass fell one after another, like a cold, beautiful but deadly glass rain that reflected colorful halos.

Feng He raised his hand, and used the back of his hand to wipe away the tiny wound on his face cut by the glass, "This is the new move you learned after your defeat today." Sure enough, it was Atobe, who did not disappoint him at all, still such a gorgeous tennis ball .

Atobe raised his racket and pointed, "Be careful, glass rain."

"It's indeed a gorgeous move," Feng He took out another tennis ball from his pocket, "Then, as a reward, let me show you my new move." Throwing the tennis ball high, Feng He's eyes were condensed and clear .

Still water, deep flow!

The hotel where the Japanese representative team stayed was not bad in style. On the side near the tennis court, there were floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Attracted by the night view of Melbourne, Bu Er stood in front of the window, admiring the rare beauty condescendingly, and then, the next moment, "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Yukimura, who was in the room with him, noticed Fuji's abnormality and asked.

"It's Kaze and Atobe," Fuji opened his eyes and looked at the stadium below the building. The street lights beside the stadium are bright, and even standing upstairs, he can clearly see the movement below, "The two seem to be competing .”

"Kaze and Atobe are competing?" Yukimura was also taken aback, and then walked to the window, "Didn't Kaze and Aka also play a practice match before?"

"Yes." Fuji had been standing in front of the window for a while, and he was more aware of the changes below than Yukimura, "I thought it would be over after the practice match between the two of them." He didn't pay attention to the court below, no Thinking of seeing this scene when I accidentally glanced over again, "I didn't notice when Atobe came back."

Yukimura nodded, and then, with a slightly surprised expression, "Is that Atobe's new move?" That rain of glass, reflecting the lights, was a very beautiful but dangerous scene.

"It should be, he has improved again." Fuji also sighed, "After losing the battle with Tezuka, he should be very mindful."

"Well, they were originally evenly matched." Yukimura, who is also a strong Kanto tennis school, is familiar with both Tsuka and Atobe, "but this seems to be the motivation for Atobe." Some people will turn the feelings of defeat into motivation and start over. Obviously, Atobe is the latter.

Bu Er chuckled, "It's no wonder Feng always described the traces as gorgeous." He just said that with a deadpan face, and he found it funny anyway.

Yukimura also laughed, "That's right." He recalled last year's Kanto Great Wind that he encountered Atobe for the first time, but lost to the Ice Emperor King because of lack of physical strength. After the Kanto competition, although the two seem to have competed many times, they have never been able to win." He only heard it mentioned, but he didn't know the specific situation.

"So now are they going to win or lose at this time?" Fuji looked down at the field under his feet.

Yukimura also locked his eyes on the two teenagers in the match, "It should be, the outcome of this match is unpredictable." Show your progress now.

"It's true that the outcome is hard to predict." Fu supported his head, "But if we must decide whether to win or lose..."

Yukimura replied without thinking, "The wind will win." And this time, Yukimura didn't give Fuji a chance to laugh at himself. After speaking, he raised his head and looked at the squinting genius, "Do you think the wind will lose? ?” Even facing Atobe, it’s the same.

Fuji was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, is he really worthy of Yukimura who never admit defeat?He asked a similar question before, and now he is paying him back with a question like this.

Well, this question is really hard to answer.

Could it be that there are other answers?