Male God Cultivation Manual

Japan's match point is already very close, but at this time, negligence and the slightest contempt cannot be tolerated.

It's just that there are some things, no matter how careful you are, there will be unpredictable situations.

Just like on the current tennis court, Feng He and Fuji are not the type who will be complacent on the court, and they still deal with the French team's incoming ball very carefully.

But even so, they still didn't have time to react when the French team returned the ball next time.

Somewhat surprised, he turned his head and looked at the ball that seemed to be aimed at its weakness. Feng He and Fuji exchanged glances, but didn't say much.

But the two of them didn't say anything, it doesn't mean that the French team didn't say anything at all.

Among the two standing across the net from Fenghe and Buer, the high school student picked up the racket, and his eyes flashed with color, "You guys, have you forgotten something?" He looked at his own with some pride. Partner, "Even if it is painted in a different shape, he has been quietly collecting your data." This is his partner.

Being praised by his senior, the middle school student raised the corners of his mouth a little bit happily and a little bit shyly, but he looked a little bit like before he was hypnotized.

Now that the other party opened his mouth, Feng He also lowered the racket, "So, is our data collection completed now?"

The high school students of the French team looked at the two condescendingly, "Yes, although your data is not easy to collect, but now, the data collection is complete." So, when they started to counterattack, the ball just now, just start.

"I see." Bu Er nodded, answering noncommittal.

Fenghe regained his grip on the racket and lowered his center of gravity. His breathless voice was still calm and cold, "Then let's try the data you collected." He is not the type who likes to be provocative, but when others call, he will Not afraid of any challenge.

"Then you just wait." The high school students of the French team raised their chins slightly. Although the tennis of the two Japanese players is so unusual, as long as they have the data, it is time for them to win.

When the game started again, the French team began to target Fenghe and Fuji's weaknesses and blind spots, and took turns to attack.

But will the form on the court be as they wish?

When a tennis ball goes in a direction that Feng He is not good at, but he hits it back with a chic and neat swing.

The two members of the French team widened their eyes in disbelief, "How is it possible?" This is obviously the data they collected before, how could it not work at all?Is it just a coincidence, or the data is wrong?

Feng He put down his racket, the boy's eyes were as cold as Siberia's ice that never melted, but his attachment to victory was a flame burning under the iceberg, gradually turning into a prairie fire, "I don't seem to have said it, but the data , it doesn't work for me."

Although he doesn't use it much now, he was known for playing tennis like this until the national finals.

The most mysterious thing in Lihai University - the flow of wind and water.

Unrestrained like clouds in the sky, unruly like flowing water in a mountain stream, unpredictable, unstoppable, chic and reckless tennis.

It was almost the same as in the final of the Kanto Competition, and it immediately brought back quite bad memories of the people outside the field, "Hehe, what's the use of the two men in the French team collecting sufficient data on the wind, even my previous extreme All the statistics don’t work for him, not to mention that it’s only a short time on the court.” He even took into account the subtle habits and muscle rules, but it still doesn’t work, let alone now.

Liu glanced at Gan's expression, "Sadaharu, control your expression." That kind of gloating expression with a somewhat inexplicable twist is amazing, anyway, this is the U-17 World Cup stadium.

Gan immediately coughed a few times to cover his expression, and then switched to a normal tone, "It seems that the probability of winning this game has increased to 90.00% two."

Liu secretly shook his head at Qian's performance, but continued, "It's true, the data is useless for Feng, even I haven't collected the correct data on him on the court so far." He said, Turning to another boy on the court, "Buer, it's the same." This sentence is not a question, but a steady statement.

Pushing his glasses dryly, "Yes, I haven't collected the data of the genius so far. So," he couldn't help but still cocked his mouth, "if the French team doesn't realize this." He can only give The French team lit up, well, quite happily.

Liu nodded, "The possibility that the French team didn't realize this is 90.00% six." In other words, there will be a good show to watch next.

Sure enough, just as Liu and Qian said, after discovering that Fenghe's side was invincible, they immediately shifted their main attack target to Fuji.

This is a doubles match, even if the data is useless to one of them, it is enough to be useful to the other!

But unfortunately, the situation on the court was worse than they could imagine.

The two men in the French team couldn't understand why they attacked according to the data they collected, but they just couldn't succeed.

This young man who is playing with his eyes closed can switch between a super-aggressive type and a defensive counter-attack type at will?The previous data were all wrong?

Feng He looked at the shocked expressions of the French team, and wondered if he should sympathize with their opponents. They actually wanted to collect unique information, which was something that even the data emperors who lived together day and night failed.

The genius of Qingxue is not in vain.

How can you get the data so easily if you are so unique.

Although the collected data lost its effectiveness, the two men of the French team were not discouraged by this, but launched a full-scale attack.

Until now, it has become what Yukimura said before, a competition of pure ball skills.

And it was indeed until this moment that the most dangerous and exciting contest began.

The two members of the French team can really be called a golden partner who has been tempered for thousands of years, but Fenghe and Buer's partner also have the confidence that they will not be inferior to each other.

Believe in the other party, and also trust in yourself, completely let go to fight and compete.

There are many exciting and intoxicating aspects of a tennis match, but one of them is that no one can predict the development of the game until the final ball hits the ground.

It's not just me who is pushed to the limit and surpassed, but also the opponents standing across the net.

The score is very hard to get, and every point has to be done with all your strength to get it.

During the break, Feng He sat on the chair in the rest area, while lowering his head, the sweat from his hair dripped directly to the ground.At this point in the game, the clothes on his body were already soaked in sweat, and no matter how hard he tried, he might be able to get water out.

Fortunately, while Fenghe's image is in a mess, his partner doesn't look much better. He is no longer the usual elegant and clean image. He is also sweating profusely and even his hair is wet on his forehead. It's hard to be the same.

"Ready to play." Feng He finally gave up the idea of ​​wiping off all the sweat, and threw down the towel cleanly.

"Okay, let's go." Fuji looked up, his blue eyes were burning unusually like boiling ice.

It was difficult to get a point again, so the match point for the Japanese team arrived.

But it was at this last step that Feng He and Bu Er were extremely difficult.

While Fenghe and Fuji are in amazingly good condition, the tenacious willpower shown by the opponent in the last point is also amazing.

The spirit of everyone who can come here is extremely strong.

"It's amazing endurance and willpower." Lian Buer sighed in such a match.

Feng He said solemnly, "Yes," respecting one's opponent means respecting one's efforts, "However, we are not bad."

No loss, no loss, as long as you play doubles with your opponent, you will never lose.

The never-before-seen belief and unwavering determination were all reflected in the actions of the two of them.

How did they get here step by step, those memories that will always stay in midsummer, game after game, try their best time after time, and surpass the limit.There have been laughter of victory and tears of failure.

Lihai University and Qing School.

It is an opponent and a partner, usually so far away, but in the arena, but also so close, a magical and wonderful fate.

So, how can you lose here.

There are many reasons to play tennis, but there is only one reason to stand on the court, every time you swing your racket, every time you run, every time you fight to the limit—to win.

All other things no longer exist, feeling, hearing, sight...all senses, all thoughts, are only on this court, this yellow tennis ball.

It has never been so clear that behind me, you will always stand, and behind you, there is also my figure.

Here, I am not alone.

This is the doubles match that can create infinite possibilities and create countless miracles!

"The game is over, the Japanese team won."

As soon as the referee's voice fell, thunderous cheers erupted outside the court.

Ignoring these voices, Fenghe and Buer greeted their partner at the same time and gave each other a hug full of joy.

"we won."

"Ah, we won."

A moment later, amidst the calling that rang in my ears, Buer called out softly, "Wind."

Following his voice, Feng He met his partner's face and won a match. Both of them were sweating profusely, not as refreshed as before, but the smile of the boy with honey-colored hair, the cloud is light and the wind is clear, Just like the first time we met, he smiled and said, "As you said, this will definitely not be the last time."

Feng He was startled, then slightly hooked his lips, and returned him with the same warm smile, "Well, no."

There are not many remaining games, as long as you can win!

No, he will definitely win!