Male God Cultivation Manual

After coming out of the locker room, Yukimura, Sanada, and Yanagi were discussing the qualifying match. The results were similar to their expectations, and no outstanding players stood out.

Although there is an unexpected transfer student, but the tennis skills do not seem to be particularly noticeable.

Just as she was talking, Liu Lianer turned her head and saw Fenghe who was playing against Kirihara. The way of playing was completely different from what she saw in the qualifying match.

"Yukimura, Sanada, look over there." Liu motioned for the other two to watch the match.

Yukimura and Sanada stopped discussing after hearing the words, and looked in the direction Liu said.

"It's the transfer student." The boy with water-colored hair running on the field is so eye-catching that it's hard not to notice it at a glance, "His dominant hand is the right hand." Yukimura's eyes are sharp, and he can tell at a glance Fenghe on the table is the one who plays seriously.

"It seems that he didn't try his best in the previous qualifying rounds." Liu's seemingly calm expression was carrying out a series of precise calculations in his head, and the results were a bit surprising, "The speed and reaction are great. The magnitude has increased, so in comparison, the match against Kobayakawa was probably just a casual fight."

"Too slack." Sanada answered habitually. As the deputy head of the Lihai University Tennis Club and a very responsible person, he is used to urging everyone to practice and compete seriously.

"It's very interesting." Yukimura looked at Fenghe in the field and stared at the direction of the tennis ball. "The foundation is solid and the response is quick. Whether it is offense or defense, it seems that there is no special weakness. However," Yukimura thought for a while, " There seems to be nothing particularly outstanding, or in other words, the balance of strength in all aspects is excellent."

"It's also possible that the current Kirihara can't push him to the limit." Liu re-recorded Xia Fenghe's data. Based on his current performance on the field, if nothing else, this year's Lihai University's main players will have him a place for.

"Kirhara is still too lacking in exercise." Seeing Kirihara Akaya showing various anxious expressions because of being suppressed on the field, Sanada crossed his arms and said with a dark face.

Yukimura nodded slightly, "Indeed." It is conceivable that with his agreement, Kirihara-san will probably be in dire straits starting from tomorrow's department work, "But this transfer student seems very interesting." The corner of Yukimura's mouth slightly It's up, if it's just good-looking, Yukimura will probably forget it after seeing it and admiring it.

Yukimura Seiichi is actually a very realistic person. Although he is always gentle and polite to others, only those who can be recognized by him will be excluded from the scope of alienation.

Li Haida's son of God has a kind of coldness that is not obvious, but does exist.

As Kirihara Chi also fell to the ground, and still hadn't caught the ball that Fuhe smashed, Yukimura took two steps forward, "That's it," and the comparison will not change anything, "Kirhara, you Already lost."

Hearing Yukimura's voice, Kirihara looked up at the minister, although he was dissatisfied but didn't say anything more, he was really convinced by Minister Yukimura.

He stared hard at Feng He twice, and after performing a show about what it means to kill you with your eyes if you can't win, Kirihara picked up the racket and left without looking back.

Different from the ease in the previous school qualifying match, after Kirihara entered the state of demonization, all Fenghe's attention was focused on the yellow ball, even if there were a few more people watching the match, they didn't notice .

Now, looking at the Lihai Big Three who have just appeared in their infancy, Fenghe came down from the court, faced the eyes of the three people, and greeted them with a cold face that was completely unfamiliar, "Mr. Yukimura, it's all right." If so, I'm going to change clothes."

You look at me like this, I am under a lot of pressure, I am obviously a second year student, what is going on with this inexplicable aura!

"Go." Yukimura's voice was gentle.

After Feng He finished speaking, he looked at Matsumoto who was also on the sidelines, "Matsumoto?"

Matsumoto was so excited that his face turned red. Seeing the minister and the others beside him, he couldn't help cheering senior Feng loudly. Now that he saw the senior asking, he immediately said, "Senior Feng, go and change your clothes first. I'm still in the first grade. I have to clean the court." I almost forgot that it was my turn to clean the court today.

Feng He nodded, turned and went to the dressing room.

It turns out that in the first grade, you have to take turns cleaning the court, and you are suddenly glad that you were in the second grade when you transferred?

After Fenghe left, Yukimura looked at Matsumoto, "Matsumoto, what happened just now, how did these two people compete?" Judging by Fenghe's appearance, he was not the kind of person who would provoke people at will, and he was queuing His performance in the bit competition was not enough for Kirihara to provoke him.

"Ah, Minister, this actually has nothing to do with Feng-senpai." Subconsciously, Matsumoto began to defend Feng He, who was about to be promoted to his idol, "It was because I felt ashamed after losing the match with Kirihara," needless to say crying , I felt even more ashamed, "In order to comfort me, Senior Feng taught me to hit back Kirihara's ball. So he imitated Kirihara's serve and asked me to learn how to hit back."

Mock serve?

The three of Yukimura exchanged glances, it seems that the new transfer student is more interesting than expected, is it called... Feng?

Matsumoto's explanation continued, "Then Kirihara saw Kaze-senpai serve like this, so he asked to compete with him." The young boy tried his best to explain that he admired Minister Yukimura and liked Kaze-senpai who just came, so a little He didn't want Minister Yukimura to leave a bad impression on Kaze-senpai.

"I see." Yukimura asked clearly what he wanted to know, "Go and clean the court."

"Yes." Matsumoto agreed, then hesitated, "Minister, Senior Feng, he is really a good person." When Feng He didn't know, a big good person card was pasted on his body.

Yukimura smiled, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly looked unusually gentle, "Don't worry." It seems that in such a short period of time, this transfer student has successfully won the heart of this junior member.

He looks very indifferent, but is he actually a good person for Matsumoto?

Matsumoto went to clean the court, Sanada said, "Let's go."

Liu Lianer agreed and was about to move forward, but Yukimura didn't move, "You go first, I'll wait for this Lord Feng, speaking of it, he seems to be assigned to the same class as me."

Sanada glanced at this friend he had known since childhood. It seemed that he was interested in this transfer student named Feng?

However, not only Yukimura, he was not completely indifferent after watching the match between Fuhe and Kirihara.

When Fenghe returned to the locker room, the other members had already changed and left.

The empty scene made him feel a little relieved. Although the body is male, he is gradually getting used to it, but it still feels a little strange for a person who was a girl for so many years to suddenly face the scene of a group of naked boys in the locker room. It's stressful.

After changing clothes and coming out, it was already time for the sunset to fill the sky.

Probably because it is a world ruled by tennis, the sun is also extremely beautiful, gently covering the earth with gorgeous clouds.

When Feng He walked to the entrance of the tennis court, someone was standing by the door. The soft light of the setting sun fell on his blue-purple hair, which was gentle and mysterious.

When the sun sets, it is called the time of encountering magic.

Feng He paused, "Minister Yukimura?" You haven't left yet.

Yukimura turned around when he heard the sound, the son of God who is not standing on the court is a beautiful child favored by God, when looking at people with clear eyes, he is very gentle, "Feng Jun."

"The minister is standing here, is there something wrong?" What are you doing standing at the entrance of the tennis court, and you were not with Sanada and Liu just now.

Yukimura raised his lips and smiled, a smile that made people feel good, "I'm waiting for you, let's go together." But he said that he couldn't refuse, "I just asked Matsumoto, Feng Jun can simulate what he saw Tennis skills?"

"No, I can only imitate some simple ones. I'm not good at this." Feng He doesn't think he has this ability. He can imitate Xiao Kelp because his current serve is not difficult, at least within the range of ordinary tennis balls , In the later stage, those fanciful tennis games, he himself felt that they were too nonsense, probably absolutely impossible to imitate.

That's the skill of lihaida's fraudsters.

"What is Feng-kun good at?" Yukimura and Fuhe walked side by side.

"..." Does it count to complain?

Yukimura is a very perceptive person, Feng He only hesitated for a moment, and he also noticed, "If Feng Jun minds."

"No," Fenghe's answer was not much different from what Yukimura thought, "I don't seem to be particularly good at anything."

Sure enough?Every value is very balanced, so there is no special strength, Yukimura nodded, "Well, I hope that Feng-kun can find what he is good at in the Lihai Tennis Club."

"Thank you, Minister Yukimura."

"You're welcome," Yukimura changed the subject after getting the answer he wanted, "Where is Feng-kun from? His accent doesn't sound like a Japanese." The boy's voice is very pleasant, but it's not very Japanese. The name doesn't look Japanese either.

"I am Chinese." Feng He is very fortunate that even in this world, he is still Chinese.

"Have you been in Japan for a long time? You speak Japanese really well." Except for a little different accent, there is almost no difference.

I can stand here and be praised by Yukimura, thanks to the system, thanks to this character design...

Ok, off topic again.

"It hasn't been long, and I'm still not used to it. The school systems in China and Japan are quite different."

Yukimura smiled gently, and seemed to be tinged with the glow of the setting sun in the setting sun, "You'll get used to it gradually, I saw Fukun's application for admission, and he should be assigned to the same class as me, what's not clear, You can come and ask me."

"Okay, thank you." For the sincere help of others, you should thank others seriously.

It turns out that someone can really say such serious words of thanks with such a cold face.

Yukimura couldn't help but smile when he looked at the person who was going to be his classmate.

Really quite an interesting guy.

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Someone asked about Lihai's third consecutive championship, 2333, I can't spoil it~

Thanks to the squirrel for the grenade, and thanks to Yu Ji for the offline mine.