Male God Cultivation Manual
Chapter 7
Yukimura Seiichi is very strong, Li Haida's son of God is the one who stands at the top of the entire junior high school tennis world, even if he is now the second in junior high school, he is still incredibly strong.
But no matter what, even if it was Yukimura, Feng He didn't want to lose to him so easily.
Hold the racket tightly and concentrate all your energy. Although there are bursts of pain in the ankle, Feng He can't notice anything at this time. Except for the small yellow ball, he can't see anything else in his eyes. .
A feeling that I have never had before rises from the bottom of my heart.
He never knew that tennis should be played like this!
"The wind wins, 1-2."
"It's really amazing. You can still fight back in this situation." Marui looked at the situation on the field appreciatively. The blue-haired boy with an ankle injury said, "It's not easy to get points from Yukimura." Yukimura's strength, They have been very clear since the first grade that the reason Li Haida was able to win the national competition last year was due to the three people Yukimura, Sanada and Yanagi.Among them, Yukimura is stronger than the other two.
"Can Kaze-senpai win Minister Yukimura?" Kirihara also wanted to know the outcome of this match.
"I guess it's still difficult," Jackal shook his head, "Yukimura hasn't tried his best yet, and he hasn't used it yet."
"That..." Mentioning that move, even Marui felt a little nervous, "I don't know if Feng can bear it." I hope Feng will be fine.
"What are you talking about?" Kirihara was at a loss.
"The wind wins, 2-2."
"It seems that this is not his limit." Although Sanada's face was still dark, he showed a rare appreciation. "He can still hit this level with his foot injured. He has good potential."
"Well, yes, even more resilient than imagined." Liu raised the corners of his lips slightly, showing a little smile, and then, after seeing Fenghe's current state, he retreated, "I can still support you mentally. Physically it's going to the limit."
Sanada nodded, "It's just a school qualifying competition." Yukimura will know when the competition is over. Now that Fuhe has shown his strength and potential, this is enough. In order not to affect the national competition that will soon start The Kanagawa prefecture qualifiers for the tournament, so it's almost time to end.
Liu nodded. Indeed, for them, it was just an intramural qualifying match. "I already have a preliminary idea of his training plan." I am more sure.
On the court, as Liu Lianer said, Fenghe's current situation is not optimistic.
Although I have played this game desperately with the spirit of risking everything, but the spirit can be extended infinitely, but the body still has limits.
The ankle injury was getting more and more painful, cold sweat was rolling down his forehead, and when the pain was so painful that his vision was almost blurred, the expression on Feng He's face was still unwavering, and his eyes were firmly chasing the yellow ball.
At this moment, the injured right foot could no longer bear the force, and the moment he stepped on it, his footsteps were unstable, and he fell to the ground suddenly, and the elbow he supported subconsciously felt a sharp pain.
"Yukimura wins, 4-2."
"Fuze, are you okay?" Yukimura stopped his movements, walked to the front of the net and asked concerned, because of the strenuous exercise just now, his voice was still panting.
"It's okay." Feng He replied lightly, got up from the ground, "Continue." Since he chose to fight this match, he had to fight till the end.
"Let's stop here," Yukimura did not follow Feng He's words, but put away the racket, "Is your ankle injured? You won't be reconciled even if you lose if you continue to fight like this. Wait until your foot is healed After that, we'll fight again."
Hearing this, Feng He suddenly looked up at the person, Yukimura smiled slightly, the person who had just exercised was also sweating profusely, but just smiling like that, still had a very nice smile, he stretched out his hand towards Feng He, as a companion , "National competition, let's work together."
The next moment, Feng He reached out and took Yukimura's hand back, "Okay." National competition, let's cheer together.
As the two held hands together, cheers erupted outside the arena.
Lihai University's internal qualifying competition has officially ended.
Congratulations, the character fit is [-]%, and you get a wish card.
As soon as the game was over, Marui and the others ran up to the field, "Kaze, how is it? Are you okay?"
"It's okay." No wonder, I didn't feel it just now during the game. My feet are hurting to death. Those guys locked me in the sporting goods storage room, so I had to jump out of the window. As a result, the bastard who sprained his foot, let's wait and see!
"Let's take Feng to the health room first." Yukimura didn't think that Feng He seemed to be fine, but seeing the cold sweat on his forehead, he was probably in severe pain.
Even so, he said with a cold face that it was nothing, really.
"Okay." Marui and Jackal supported Feng He, "Let's take him there."
Yukimura nodded, and then stopped Chiya Kirihara, who was about to follow, "Kirhara, Kaze's schoolbag is still in class, after you change your clothes, go and help him get it." If you hurt your foot, you may have trouble moving now .
"Yes." Kirihara stopped in his tracks and replied.
Looking at the backs of Marui and the others helping Fenghe to leave, Yukimura restrained his gentle expression, and the tennis director of Likai University had a rare expression of depression, "Sanada, if someone maliciously bullies a new classmate, how should he be punished?"
As a disciplinary committee member, Sanada couldn't hear anyone violating discipline. "There are different punishments depending on the severity of the circumstances," Sanada replied with a dark face, and then suddenly realized, "Yukimura, are you saying that Kaze's situation was not an accident?" Was he late or accidentally injured?
"I'm going to change clothes first." Yukimura glanced at the dirty back of the boy who had been helped away from the tennis court, "then go to confirm one thing." If someone really bullied his staff, He, the head of the tennis department, will never sit idly by.
"Okay." Sanada pressed his hat. If this is the case, he will definitely let those who bully Feng know the school's regulations!
Feng He's situation is so easy to determine, Yukimura only asked a few classmates in the same class, and he had a definite guess.
When he arrived at the health care room, the school doctor had already bandaged Fenghe's feet, and he was sitting by the bed talking to Marui and Jackal, and he seemed to be fine.
When the three saw Yukimura coming in, they all greeted each other.
"Marui, go and change your clothes first, I'll just watch the wind." Yukimura regained his gentle expression.
"Okay, Minister, then let's change our clothes and come back." Marui pulled the jackal into a hurry and ran away. Feng's feet can't touch the ground now, and they will send him home later.
"Is it better?" Standing in front of the injured person, Yukimura looked down at Fenghe's bandaged feet.
"It's not very serious," Fenghe felt much more relaxed after the re-bandage, "it's just that the doctor said to take a good rest during this period." He completely forgot about it during the game before, and after he left the field, he was also a little worried. If it's serious, it's not good. Fortunately, it's not serious. It's good to rest for a while.
"Well," Yukimura nodded, as long as it wasn't serious, he pulled up a chair and sat down, "I asked my classmates, the last time they saw you was in physical education class, and you were called to help move Basketball, and then you didn't come to class in the afternoon."
Sure enough, he knew that Yukimura would ask, and he almost missed the qualifying match, so he couldn't ignore it.
Feng He was silent for a moment, Yukimura was right, he had nothing to say.
Yukimura wanted to sigh a little, he had already seen it, although the boy in front of him was always expressionless and desolate, he didn't talk much, and seemed to be indifferent to others, but he was actually a very gentle person, the classmates invited him For help or something, as long as he can help, he will not refuse, "Where are they locked up?" He glanced at the dirty clothes, so why are you still wearing the sportswear for class in the morning?" The safekeeping room?" This is the most likely answer, "Did you come out through the window? Was your foot injured at that time?"
Fenghe almost wanted to marvel, he didn't say a word, but Yukimura almost deduced the whole part completely.
So he just nodded, "Yeah."
"Since your foot is injured, why didn't you tell me before the game?" Yukimura frowned slightly.
Feng He raised his head, and when his blue eyes looked directly at the person, it was like a clear summer sky, so clean that there was no trace of haze. "You said you were looking forward to this competition," paused, and looked at it without blinking. People, "Me too."
Also, he could feel Yukimura's concern.
At that time, in the sporting goods storage room, Feng He actually knew that the door would be opened sooner or later. Although the pranks of children of this age were excessive, they would not be too excessive.
It's impossible to keep him here forever.
With such a special reason, it doesn't matter even if he missed the intramural qualifying match.
But it's not his character to sit and wait, and Yukimura is so happy to talk about looking forward to it, and he doesn't want to let him down.
Yukimura was stunned for a moment, and then slowly burst into a smile, "Let's play together again when your injury heals." This kind of gentle way really makes people unable to move.
Feng He nodded seriously, "Okay."
Just as he was talking, the door of the health care room was pushed open from the outside, revealing Sanada's serious face, nodding towards Yukimura, then looking at Fenghe, "How are your feet?"
"It's nothing serious, you'll be fine after a while of rest." Feng He repeated again.
"Yeah." Sanada put the thing in his hand beside the bed in the health room, and Fenghe saw clearly that it was the tennis bag he had thrown at the side of the court.
Vice Minister Sanada, it's really unexpected.
Liu Lian-er came in following Sanada, "Did the doctor say when he will recover?"
"If he recovers well, he should be able to recover in a week or so." It's just that the soft tissue contusion, coupled with his youth, has already recovered quickly.
"Then try not to use your right foot during this time, so you can recover faster." Liu urged.
"Okay, thank you." Willow is also very nice.
"Huh? Minister, you are all here." The boy who came in this time had conspicuous white hair, followed by a boy wearing glasses and a gentleman with unusual behavior.
"You guys are here too." Yukimura was obviously familiar with everyone in Li Haida Tennis.
With his hands in his trouser pockets, the young man introduced himself to Feng He, "You don't know us yet, I'm Masaharu Nioh, and the one wearing glasses is Hiroshi Yagyu."
Feng He looked left and right at the two people who looked completely different, and then pointed to the gentleman wearing glasses, "But during the qualifying two days ago, he was Nioh Masaharu."
Thank you for the omnipotent system, let him remember so well, otherwise these two fun-loving people would switch identities when they introduced themselves for the first time, and if they made a mistake, they would probably be laughed at for a long time.
"How did you recognize it?" Nioh Masaharu took off the wig and glasses he was wearing, revealing his true face with a bit of scorn.
Of course it's because I have good eyesight and a smug face, of course I still have to keep my face steady, "I remember."
Nioh Masaharu looked at Fenghe's indifferent face, and began to think about whether to change the trick next time to see if he could cover him.
This kind of seemingly indifferent type, if it is tricked into changing its face, it will probably be very interesting.
When Marui and Jackal changed their clothes and returned to the health room, they were a little surprised that the small health room was full of people.
"Marui and Jackal are both back, why is Kirihara still nowhere to be seen when he went to get his schoolbag?" Yukimura asked quite gently, but Sanada's expression suddenly darkened, "You're so slack."
Fortunately, before Sanada's face turned darker, Xiao Haidai finally ran in with two bags on his back, "Sorry, I seem to have lost my way."
All the main candidates for the Lihai University Tennis Club next year are here.
Now that everyone is here and the things that need to be dealt with have been dealt with, there is no need to be crowded in the health room all the time.
Yukimura was the first to say, "Let's go, send the wind home first." Looking at Feng He's current condition, "It's best not to use his right foot now, who will carry him on his back."
"I can do it myself." Fenghe struggled to get off the ground, but was unexpectedly stopped by someone, and when he looked up, he saw Sanada's serious face, "Don't be brave at this time." Sanada scolded him, and then recited Turning around and squatting down in front of him, "Come up."
Feng He was stunned, and the next moment, he raised the corners of his mouth almost invisible, and leaned on Sanada's back, "Sanada-kun, thank you." Vice Minister Sanada was unexpectedly a very warm person.
"Ah."
"Let's go." Yukimura smiled.
After coming out of the health care room, it was already the time when the sky was full of sunset. The Huoshaoyun in the sky was magnificent and full of changes. The soft light rendered the campus under the setting sun pure warmth.
A group of teenagers with tennis bags on their backs were laughing and laughing, their brows were full of childishness, that kind of flamboyant and fearless youth, as vivid as the never-fading blue in the sky.
The author has something to say:
I really like Li Haida very much, I still like it when I write it again!
I don't know if anyone has noticed the reward Xiaofeng got, important props for the plot, 233333.
In addition, a little angel asked about Slam Dunk, Xiangbei has appeared, what do you think?Ha ha.
For the sake of being so fat in this chapter, don't you all want to give me a warm message of encouragement?mwah.
Thank you Lan Yu for the grenade, thank you very much!
But no matter what, even if it was Yukimura, Feng He didn't want to lose to him so easily.
Hold the racket tightly and concentrate all your energy. Although there are bursts of pain in the ankle, Feng He can't notice anything at this time. Except for the small yellow ball, he can't see anything else in his eyes. .
A feeling that I have never had before rises from the bottom of my heart.
He never knew that tennis should be played like this!
"The wind wins, 1-2."
"It's really amazing. You can still fight back in this situation." Marui looked at the situation on the field appreciatively. The blue-haired boy with an ankle injury said, "It's not easy to get points from Yukimura." Yukimura's strength, They have been very clear since the first grade that the reason Li Haida was able to win the national competition last year was due to the three people Yukimura, Sanada and Yanagi.Among them, Yukimura is stronger than the other two.
"Can Kaze-senpai win Minister Yukimura?" Kirihara also wanted to know the outcome of this match.
"I guess it's still difficult," Jackal shook his head, "Yukimura hasn't tried his best yet, and he hasn't used it yet."
"That..." Mentioning that move, even Marui felt a little nervous, "I don't know if Feng can bear it." I hope Feng will be fine.
"What are you talking about?" Kirihara was at a loss.
"The wind wins, 2-2."
"It seems that this is not his limit." Although Sanada's face was still dark, he showed a rare appreciation. "He can still hit this level with his foot injured. He has good potential."
"Well, yes, even more resilient than imagined." Liu raised the corners of his lips slightly, showing a little smile, and then, after seeing Fenghe's current state, he retreated, "I can still support you mentally. Physically it's going to the limit."
Sanada nodded, "It's just a school qualifying competition." Yukimura will know when the competition is over. Now that Fuhe has shown his strength and potential, this is enough. In order not to affect the national competition that will soon start The Kanagawa prefecture qualifiers for the tournament, so it's almost time to end.
Liu nodded. Indeed, for them, it was just an intramural qualifying match. "I already have a preliminary idea of his training plan." I am more sure.
On the court, as Liu Lianer said, Fenghe's current situation is not optimistic.
Although I have played this game desperately with the spirit of risking everything, but the spirit can be extended infinitely, but the body still has limits.
The ankle injury was getting more and more painful, cold sweat was rolling down his forehead, and when the pain was so painful that his vision was almost blurred, the expression on Feng He's face was still unwavering, and his eyes were firmly chasing the yellow ball.
At this moment, the injured right foot could no longer bear the force, and the moment he stepped on it, his footsteps were unstable, and he fell to the ground suddenly, and the elbow he supported subconsciously felt a sharp pain.
"Yukimura wins, 4-2."
"Fuze, are you okay?" Yukimura stopped his movements, walked to the front of the net and asked concerned, because of the strenuous exercise just now, his voice was still panting.
"It's okay." Feng He replied lightly, got up from the ground, "Continue." Since he chose to fight this match, he had to fight till the end.
"Let's stop here," Yukimura did not follow Feng He's words, but put away the racket, "Is your ankle injured? You won't be reconciled even if you lose if you continue to fight like this. Wait until your foot is healed After that, we'll fight again."
Hearing this, Feng He suddenly looked up at the person, Yukimura smiled slightly, the person who had just exercised was also sweating profusely, but just smiling like that, still had a very nice smile, he stretched out his hand towards Feng He, as a companion , "National competition, let's work together."
The next moment, Feng He reached out and took Yukimura's hand back, "Okay." National competition, let's cheer together.
As the two held hands together, cheers erupted outside the arena.
Lihai University's internal qualifying competition has officially ended.
Congratulations, the character fit is [-]%, and you get a wish card.
As soon as the game was over, Marui and the others ran up to the field, "Kaze, how is it? Are you okay?"
"It's okay." No wonder, I didn't feel it just now during the game. My feet are hurting to death. Those guys locked me in the sporting goods storage room, so I had to jump out of the window. As a result, the bastard who sprained his foot, let's wait and see!
"Let's take Feng to the health room first." Yukimura didn't think that Feng He seemed to be fine, but seeing the cold sweat on his forehead, he was probably in severe pain.
Even so, he said with a cold face that it was nothing, really.
"Okay." Marui and Jackal supported Feng He, "Let's take him there."
Yukimura nodded, and then stopped Chiya Kirihara, who was about to follow, "Kirhara, Kaze's schoolbag is still in class, after you change your clothes, go and help him get it." If you hurt your foot, you may have trouble moving now .
"Yes." Kirihara stopped in his tracks and replied.
Looking at the backs of Marui and the others helping Fenghe to leave, Yukimura restrained his gentle expression, and the tennis director of Likai University had a rare expression of depression, "Sanada, if someone maliciously bullies a new classmate, how should he be punished?"
As a disciplinary committee member, Sanada couldn't hear anyone violating discipline. "There are different punishments depending on the severity of the circumstances," Sanada replied with a dark face, and then suddenly realized, "Yukimura, are you saying that Kaze's situation was not an accident?" Was he late or accidentally injured?
"I'm going to change clothes first." Yukimura glanced at the dirty back of the boy who had been helped away from the tennis court, "then go to confirm one thing." If someone really bullied his staff, He, the head of the tennis department, will never sit idly by.
"Okay." Sanada pressed his hat. If this is the case, he will definitely let those who bully Feng know the school's regulations!
Feng He's situation is so easy to determine, Yukimura only asked a few classmates in the same class, and he had a definite guess.
When he arrived at the health care room, the school doctor had already bandaged Fenghe's feet, and he was sitting by the bed talking to Marui and Jackal, and he seemed to be fine.
When the three saw Yukimura coming in, they all greeted each other.
"Marui, go and change your clothes first, I'll just watch the wind." Yukimura regained his gentle expression.
"Okay, Minister, then let's change our clothes and come back." Marui pulled the jackal into a hurry and ran away. Feng's feet can't touch the ground now, and they will send him home later.
"Is it better?" Standing in front of the injured person, Yukimura looked down at Fenghe's bandaged feet.
"It's not very serious," Fenghe felt much more relaxed after the re-bandage, "it's just that the doctor said to take a good rest during this period." He completely forgot about it during the game before, and after he left the field, he was also a little worried. If it's serious, it's not good. Fortunately, it's not serious. It's good to rest for a while.
"Well," Yukimura nodded, as long as it wasn't serious, he pulled up a chair and sat down, "I asked my classmates, the last time they saw you was in physical education class, and you were called to help move Basketball, and then you didn't come to class in the afternoon."
Sure enough, he knew that Yukimura would ask, and he almost missed the qualifying match, so he couldn't ignore it.
Feng He was silent for a moment, Yukimura was right, he had nothing to say.
Yukimura wanted to sigh a little, he had already seen it, although the boy in front of him was always expressionless and desolate, he didn't talk much, and seemed to be indifferent to others, but he was actually a very gentle person, the classmates invited him For help or something, as long as he can help, he will not refuse, "Where are they locked up?" He glanced at the dirty clothes, so why are you still wearing the sportswear for class in the morning?" The safekeeping room?" This is the most likely answer, "Did you come out through the window? Was your foot injured at that time?"
Fenghe almost wanted to marvel, he didn't say a word, but Yukimura almost deduced the whole part completely.
So he just nodded, "Yeah."
"Since your foot is injured, why didn't you tell me before the game?" Yukimura frowned slightly.
Feng He raised his head, and when his blue eyes looked directly at the person, it was like a clear summer sky, so clean that there was no trace of haze. "You said you were looking forward to this competition," paused, and looked at it without blinking. People, "Me too."
Also, he could feel Yukimura's concern.
At that time, in the sporting goods storage room, Feng He actually knew that the door would be opened sooner or later. Although the pranks of children of this age were excessive, they would not be too excessive.
It's impossible to keep him here forever.
With such a special reason, it doesn't matter even if he missed the intramural qualifying match.
But it's not his character to sit and wait, and Yukimura is so happy to talk about looking forward to it, and he doesn't want to let him down.
Yukimura was stunned for a moment, and then slowly burst into a smile, "Let's play together again when your injury heals." This kind of gentle way really makes people unable to move.
Feng He nodded seriously, "Okay."
Just as he was talking, the door of the health care room was pushed open from the outside, revealing Sanada's serious face, nodding towards Yukimura, then looking at Fenghe, "How are your feet?"
"It's nothing serious, you'll be fine after a while of rest." Feng He repeated again.
"Yeah." Sanada put the thing in his hand beside the bed in the health room, and Fenghe saw clearly that it was the tennis bag he had thrown at the side of the court.
Vice Minister Sanada, it's really unexpected.
Liu Lian-er came in following Sanada, "Did the doctor say when he will recover?"
"If he recovers well, he should be able to recover in a week or so." It's just that the soft tissue contusion, coupled with his youth, has already recovered quickly.
"Then try not to use your right foot during this time, so you can recover faster." Liu urged.
"Okay, thank you." Willow is also very nice.
"Huh? Minister, you are all here." The boy who came in this time had conspicuous white hair, followed by a boy wearing glasses and a gentleman with unusual behavior.
"You guys are here too." Yukimura was obviously familiar with everyone in Li Haida Tennis.
With his hands in his trouser pockets, the young man introduced himself to Feng He, "You don't know us yet, I'm Masaharu Nioh, and the one wearing glasses is Hiroshi Yagyu."
Feng He looked left and right at the two people who looked completely different, and then pointed to the gentleman wearing glasses, "But during the qualifying two days ago, he was Nioh Masaharu."
Thank you for the omnipotent system, let him remember so well, otherwise these two fun-loving people would switch identities when they introduced themselves for the first time, and if they made a mistake, they would probably be laughed at for a long time.
"How did you recognize it?" Nioh Masaharu took off the wig and glasses he was wearing, revealing his true face with a bit of scorn.
Of course it's because I have good eyesight and a smug face, of course I still have to keep my face steady, "I remember."
Nioh Masaharu looked at Fenghe's indifferent face, and began to think about whether to change the trick next time to see if he could cover him.
This kind of seemingly indifferent type, if it is tricked into changing its face, it will probably be very interesting.
When Marui and Jackal changed their clothes and returned to the health room, they were a little surprised that the small health room was full of people.
"Marui and Jackal are both back, why is Kirihara still nowhere to be seen when he went to get his schoolbag?" Yukimura asked quite gently, but Sanada's expression suddenly darkened, "You're so slack."
Fortunately, before Sanada's face turned darker, Xiao Haidai finally ran in with two bags on his back, "Sorry, I seem to have lost my way."
All the main candidates for the Lihai University Tennis Club next year are here.
Now that everyone is here and the things that need to be dealt with have been dealt with, there is no need to be crowded in the health room all the time.
Yukimura was the first to say, "Let's go, send the wind home first." Looking at Feng He's current condition, "It's best not to use his right foot now, who will carry him on his back."
"I can do it myself." Fenghe struggled to get off the ground, but was unexpectedly stopped by someone, and when he looked up, he saw Sanada's serious face, "Don't be brave at this time." Sanada scolded him, and then recited Turning around and squatting down in front of him, "Come up."
Feng He was stunned, and the next moment, he raised the corners of his mouth almost invisible, and leaned on Sanada's back, "Sanada-kun, thank you." Vice Minister Sanada was unexpectedly a very warm person.
"Ah."
"Let's go." Yukimura smiled.
After coming out of the health care room, it was already the time when the sky was full of sunset. The Huoshaoyun in the sky was magnificent and full of changes. The soft light rendered the campus under the setting sun pure warmth.
A group of teenagers with tennis bags on their backs were laughing and laughing, their brows were full of childishness, that kind of flamboyant and fearless youth, as vivid as the never-fading blue in the sky.
The author has something to say:
I really like Li Haida very much, I still like it when I write it again!
I don't know if anyone has noticed the reward Xiaofeng got, important props for the plot, 233333.
In addition, a little angel asked about Slam Dunk, Xiangbei has appeared, what do you think?Ha ha.
For the sake of being so fat in this chapter, don't you all want to give me a warm message of encouragement?mwah.
Thank you Lan Yu for the grenade, thank you very much!
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