Male God Cultivation Manual

The school qualifying competition of Lihai University ended successfully. After the round-robin competition, the final decision was made by the minister and coach Seiichi Yukimura. There was one more member than the previous one, and a total of nine people formed the new lineup of Haida University. .

This time, Fenghe's second-year members performed exceptionally well, and even eliminated the third-year seniors who had participated in the national competition.

The seniors half praised and half said sourly, from now on, Li Hai University is the world of this group of second graders, of course, except for one person, who is still the super aggressive first year of Li Hai University Player: Akaya Kirihara.

After Li Haida's rigorous training, his potential was gradually tapped out.

Putting on Lihai University's official team uniform, Xiao Haidai smiled arrogantly with her hips on her hips, and her hair stood up one by one, "Look at my first-year trump card of Lihai University, Chiya Kirihara."

Feng He tied his shoelaces indifferently and ignored him.

Anyway, Chi also called him that. He has been listening to it for a long time, and he will listen to it for a long time in the future, so he is no longer surprised.

"You're too arrogant, you don't care about us seniors." Marui, who also became the main candidate, slapped Xiaokelp on the back of the head.

"It hurts, Marui-senpai." Kirihara patted his head and cried.

"Where does it hurt? I didn't hurt at all from the beating." Marui didn't take the small kelp thing, turned around and pulled Feng He in, "Feng, come and teach this arrogant junior a lesson."

"Huh?" Feng He tied his shoelaces and raised his head to look at the person, "Chi Ye?"

Kirihara is a typical example of being able to revive immediately on the spot, "One day, I will beat everyone and become the No. 1 of Lihai University." To become the No. No.1, he will definitely achieve it!

Feng He still had a calm and cool face, just picked up the racket he had put aside, "Really? The outcome is determined in one game?" Marui was right, some juniors were indeed too arrogant, and he also You haven't played a practice match with Kirihara, have you?

"Just compare." How could Qieyuan refuse such a proposal, what's more, he had been defeated by Feng He more than once. For Qieyuan, Feng He was one of the opponents he had to defeat.

"What should I do if I lose?" Marui immediately prepared to follow up and watch the excitement, he didn't believe Chi could win.

"How could I lose?" Kirihara shouted without thinking.

"Let's go." Feng He walked directly into the field without any nonsense.

Kirihara immediately picked up the racket and followed.

Fenghe and Qieyuan, the two of them entered the field across the ball site, and the game will determine the outcome.

"Senior, even if it's you, I won't show mercy!" Kirihara was quite energetic and arrogant, holding a tennis racket, "I will definitely beat you!"

"You can say this after you win." Feng He is not at all immune to Kirihara's provocation, he is too familiar with Xiao Kelp's style, and as long as he stands on this field, there is no reason, he just wants to win !

Kirihara grinned, although he didn't have a formal match with Kafeng-senpai in the qualifying round, but he watched every match seriously.That unbelievable tennis style is indeed elusive, but Kirihara doesn't believe it, Senior Feng can't challenge it.

"Senior, which side?" Kirihara picked up the racket.

As a result of the turnaround, Kirihara served first, and with the yellow ball he tossed up, the game began.

Today is the first time for the new candidates to formally start training after the qualifying round of the Tennis Club of Lihai University, so it naturally attracted the attention of many students who are interested in the tennis club.

As the king of junior high school tennis, the association that has won two consecutive victories in the country is also one of the most popular associations on campus.

So soon, many people stood outside the stadium to watch the training. It was almost the beginning of the match between Fenghe and Kirihara that attracted most of the attention.

It's much more fun to watch a game than to watch a practice session, isn't it?

Not only is this true for other students, but also for the tennis club, the match between these two is quite eye-catching.

One is a master who shined in the national competition, and even won the victory against Liu, the staff member of the tennis department, in the qualifying match. .

This is bound to be a wonderful game.

Kirihara is a speedy super-attacker. His style has always been to actively look for opportunities to attack and play fast, so that he can win in the shortest possible time.

And after facing Fenghe, who had lost to him before, all kinds of unwillingness to admit defeat, and the recent hard training, all turned into motivation on the field. From the very beginning, he launched a stormy and fast attack.

Faster, faster, with the development of the competition, Kirihara's strength and speed are gradually increasing. In the school qualifying competition, he relied on such lightning-fast speed to win against the third-year student who had participated in the national competition. seniors.

"Did you see that, the new main pick of the tennis club, the one with curly hair, his speed is so fast." Outside the court, a girl who had watched a lot of matches and knew something about tennis turned her head and looked excitedly at her friend He said, "I've seen his qualifying matches, and even the third-year seniors can't fight back."

"I see," the girl next to her nodded vigorously, "Although I didn't come to watch the qualifying match, but it just looks like he is very powerful. What's his name?"

"I know, I know." Someone answered immediately, "His name seems to be... Chiya Kirihara."

"That's right, Kirihara-kun, it seems that the tennis club is going to produce another very good player." The one who spoke first laughed.

Someone pouted disapprovingly, "This Kirihara-kun is a good tennis player, but haven't you noticed that his opponent is even stronger?"

The girl who praised Kirihara just now burst out laughing, "You said Mr. Feng, we didn't think he would lose at all." She said and tugged at her friend's clothes, "Right?"

Her friend immediately nodded in agreement. This kind of confidence is definitely not because Feng Jun is good-looking, but because they have watched many Feng Jun's games and built up confidence in Feng Jun's victories again and again.

Well, well, to be honest, some of them are because Feng Jun's cool and beautiful boy type is very suitable for their aesthetics. Even if he is just standing on the court, it is enough to be pleasing to the eye, not to mention, he plays tennis. Here comes the momentum.

Although they can't describe it accurately, when Fengjun stands on the court, he is at his most dazzling.

The situation on the court did not meet the expectations of the innocent students watching outside the court. Although Kirihara's attack was very fierce, Feng He's response was always very calm.

That's not a kind of slowness, but the situation is under control without any hassle, with everything in mind.

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Recently, I have been so busy every day that I vomit blood, and I am writing until midnight, and I am exhausted~

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