Male God Cultivation Manual

"The wind is really good!" Among the Japanese players on the outside of the court, Jujiro Oni couldn't help but clenched his fists, "Even against high school students of the opponent's level, they are not inferior." They were quite I was optimistic about the strength of Feng, but when I actually went on the court, I found that his style is still as calm and powerful as ever, unshakable, he will not lose his performance because of too much excitement, and he will not shrink back because of some nervousness, a real general the wind.

"Feng played very well today." Tanejima also said with a smile, "Not only did he display his usual strength, but he also showed a faint posture of surpassing."

"The effect of all the training has been fully reflected." Irijiang's eyes behind his glasses narrowed into a smile, "Little brother Feng is really amazing. He was the first to take on the heavy responsibility of singles in the finals, and he can still perform so well. "In the first singles match, I lost the previous doubles match. The mental pressure was definitely not ordinary. It was really amazing to resist it abruptly.

Even Tokugawa nodded in a rare way, "Strength and spirit, he is now at its peak."

On the other hand, Byodoin Phoenix was as ruthless as ever, and he snorted disdainfully after hearing what other people said, "The competition has just begun, so don't rush to praise him."

Only Watanabe was not afraid of him at all, and he just smiled gently when he heard the words, "The boss is also very optimistic about him." Otherwise, he would not agree to let Feng play singles.

Byodoin Phoenix disagreed, "What I want is the victory of the Japanese team." He doesn't care who he likes, as long as he can win.

Watanabe smiled, and did not continue this topic, but turned his attention to the court. On the court, the game was very intense.

"The Japanese team won, 1-0."

"What an amazing junior high school student. I haven't played a game so seriously for a long time." Feng He's opponent's tone was a little appreciative, but still condescending.

He admitted that the person in front of him was indeed the best of the junior high school students, but so what, there was still no chance of winning against him.

For such admiration, Feng He kept a calm face and said politely, "Thank you." At this time, his heart was calm, no matter whether the other party was provocative or praised, he would not waver in the slightest, "Then, go ahead .”

The game has just begun, hasn't it?

As the opponent's ball whizzed towards his own court, Feng He clenched his racket tightly, his eyes fixed on the yellow ball for a moment, and he chased and ran with clean and neat movements.

It seems that there are no special or outstanding moves, but what supports his tennis is absolutely profound strength, experience and foundation.

Also, from the day he entered the tennis club of Lihai University, he saw and learned different things from his peers, opponents, and different people.

With Atobe, he learned that no matter who the opponent is, he must have the courage and confidence to stand on the court, as well as the heart to win.

Playing doubles with his partner, he understands the meaning of partners and opponents who constantly motivate him to move forward.

Seeing Yukimura's pain and despair, he understood the love for tennis and the persistence of never giving up.

Always looking ahead, leading Vice Minister Sanada when Yukimura was away, taught him the desire to never admit defeat.

After entering the U-17 training camp, those unbelievable trainings, as well as those powerful seniors, unheard of people and things came one after another.

Only by opening your mind can you appreciate the vastness of the world.

Also, his companions, his juniors, and even Wei Hong Yimu Lian them, from these people, he felt the warmth and fetters.

Of course, the most important thing is himself, he is constantly working hard and constantly striving to become a better version of himself.

All of these have made him who he is today.

Be grateful and face the light.

Fenghe always thinks at certain moments that in fact, everyone's heart always yearns for those warm, bright things that make people full of hope and love.

Although people are also moved by the tragedy and terrified by the darkness, there is always an indelible existence like the dim light that leads the way in the darkness.

Point out the direction and give people warmth.

People live, definitely not for pain, but for happiness and warmth.

"The Japanese team won, 2-1."

"This...is really unbelievable." Baishi stared wide-eyed, watching Feng He's movements on the court, "Feng's tennis is gradually changing." If the previous match was like tearing Feng's plain tennis coat Open a gap, and now, this coat is unknowingly broken into thousands of pieces, and the things hidden in it are also broken out of the cocoon.

It was a brand-new tennis ball that was different from the previous ones. It still didn't look fancy or gorgeous, but it had a feeling that was so real and moving.

Yes, true!It's real tennis just by looking at it.

"Feng is playing tennis." As a partner and as an opponent, Buer, who knows Fenghe tennis best, also opened his eyes and said a very strange sentence, and then added, "He is just playing tennis. "

After a moment of shock, Yukimura raised his lips and smiled slightly, "This is the tennis of the wind. It does not aim at hitting other people's bodies, nor does it rely on destroying itself. It is because of love, so it is persistent, and because it wants to become stronger. , so work hard." He was just playing his own tennis.

"Essence," after hearing Yukimura's words, Fuji narrowed his eyes, "This is the essence of tennis in his eyes." It is something that people love, that makes people have dreams and fetters, and warm things.

Yukimura nodded and looked at Feng He on the court. The blue-haired boy's eyes were burning with vigorous fighting spirit and passion, but what was faintly revealed was definitely not any violent and bad things, but warm as before.

Yukimura once heard people say that the eyes can reflect a person's heart, so this young man whose eyes reflect the clear summer sky must also have a heart that is like the blue sky, broad and gentle, clear and tolerant.

Only with such a heart can one play tennis like this.

And this kind of tennis is like adding wings to his dream. This young man is on the world arena, ready to shake his wings to fly in a way that shocks the world.

"The Japanese team won, 3-2, and the venue was changed."

Because of the intense running, Feng He was panting lightly, but the pace of switching venues was still steady.

He knows that his tennis has changed and made breakthroughs, but it is not enough. After all, this is the final venue of the World Cup.

The opponent will not give up the hope of victory so easily, and he seems to be hiding something that he doesn't know.

So he has to be more cautious and work harder.

He knows better than anyone how difficult it is to get to this step, so he will definitely not lose here.

I have never felt, never been determined, discarded all thoughts, only one obsession remains, he wants to win!

Raising his head, the young man's eyes were full of brilliance, astonishing everyone.

"Today's senior Feng looks very unusual." Among the group of teenagers who came to Australia to watch the battle, Pu Shan, who was standing in the sea, said inexplicably. Look even more striking than usual.Originally, Senior Feng belonged to the kind of person who is easy to stand out from the crowd and make people unforgettable at a glance. Looking at it today, it is even more difficult to take one's eyes away.

Matsumoto, who was much calmer than before, clenched his fists and was trying to cheer up his senior. Hearing this, he nodded immediately, "Senior Feng is indeed in a very good condition today."

Putting his hands behind his head, Pu Shan smiled relaxedly, "If this goes on, Senior Feng will win, right?"

Matsumoto nodded without the slightest hesitation, "Senior will definitely win!" He has full confidence in Senior Feng.

"Okay!" Pu Shan put down his hands, "Then I will try my best to cheer for Senior."

Matsumoto smiled happily, "Let's cheer for Senior together."

In fact, it wasn't just them. Among the crowd outside the stadium, there were quite a few voices cheering Fenghe vigorously. Although he knew that Fenghe might not have time to take care of the off-court at all, or he might not hear their cheering at all.

But just from the momentum of the support, you can't lose to the opponent, right?

Besides, those two from Li Haida were not the only ones who called Feng He a senior and tried their best to cheer him on. How could those two from Li Haida steal the limelight?

Feng He's premonition was correct. Originally, the opponent thought he was young and good at the game, so he still had some thoughts of arrogance.As long as Fenghe becomes proud or neglects because of the smooth game, the opponent can grasp his weakness and win in one fell swoop.

But up to this point in the game, although Feng He took the lead all the way, he always maintained his seriousness and caution on the court, and did not have the slightest thought of neglecting it.

The opponent had no choice but to give up his previous thoughts. He couldn't wait any longer. If this continued, the false advantage would become real. He had to fight back!

With this in mind, standing on the court, he looked at Fenghe with a different gaze, no longer pretending to be contemptuous before, but with prudence and respect, respect for those who can become opponents.

As a tennis player, the way to respect is to attack with all your strength.Therefore, his attack on Feng He again was merciless.

In comparison, the previous ones can only be regarded as drizzle.

Therefore, he quickly scored a point from Feng He, and the score was tied for the first time after the start of the game.

"This is the gap in strength." Byodoin Phoenix folded his arms, with a cold expression on his face. "After all, the opponent is world-class. Once he goes all out, it will be difficult to get points."

"Damn it!" The ghost punched the railing fiercely, "Give Feng a little more time." The current Feng has indeed found his own path, but he just started to walk on this path. Perhaps he will shine one day, but right now, the time is too short.

"In the arena of the world, the most indispensable thing is cruelty." Byodoin Phoenix said without looking back.

Irie also frowned worriedly, "Little brother Feng is still being suppressed, this game is a bit difficult." Just like the ghost said, even a little more time is fine, but in the world arena, the most helpless Time is the time to break through, and the opponent will definitely try their best to suppress the evolution of the wind.

But Taneshima seemed the most relaxed, "Look at it again and make a conclusion. Mr. He has done a good job every time, and this time will be no exception." Some people are born to create miracles, just like The boy in my life is average.

Although Tanejima said so, the situation on the court is still not optimistic.

Fenghe's opponent got another point from him and completed the overtake of the score.