Male God Cultivation Manual

"Welcome to Coach Tezuka's welcome party." The guest host at the welcome party was Horio of Seigaku.

After everyone's applause, Horio introduced with a smile, "Then first of all, please enjoy the special song brought by the aces." When thinking of reporting the program to them who are in charge of statistics, Kirihara-san said proudly and arrogantly about the ace Horio couldn't help laughing when they sang their song.

Following Horio's words, the lights on the stage dimmed, and Atobe's voice was particularly magnetic in such an environment, "Tezuka, I've been waiting for a long time, let's indulge in my wonderful singing." Snap your fingers, and the melodic and lively prelude sounded in good time.Two beams of lights, one for the boy in front of the microphone, and one for the accompaniment.

Under the illumination of the light, the blue-haired boy sitting in front of the piano was less cold in the warm light, and more calm and elegant. He lowered his eyes slightly and focused on the keyboard, which should be static The beautiful picture, but the unique lively melody of the music seems to inject vitality into this scene, without the slightest rigidity, just moving and beautiful.

"Senior Feng's piano is also very good." Yu Tai looked at the person in front of the piano, and then turned to look at the elder brother next to him. His elder brother also plays the piano, so he should... also play the piano well, anyway. He sounds pretty smooth.

"Hehe, yes." Fuji smiled with his eyes bent like crescent moons. He has been to Fenghe's home in Tokyo, and of course he knows that his friend is also good at the piano, so now he sees the accompanist on stage. surprised.

"But senior looks different from the court." Yuta said, and looked at the calm senior again, so that he couldn't see the amazing momentum on the court at all.

"Then what does it look like now?" Seeing Yuta's appearance, Fuji couldn't help teasing his younger brother.

"Eh? What does it look like?" The sports boy looked completely dull, and after thinking for a long time, he managed to describe it, "Like someone learning music!" Although it doesn't feel very appropriate, it probably is like this.

Fuji burst out laughing, as expected, for Yuta, it was too difficult to understand temperament.

Yu Tai was so innocent that he didn't understand what his elder brother was laughing at, and he didn't say anything wrong, he could only say that the genius elder brother's mind was too difficult to guess.

"Wonderfulday" is a very brisk and bright song, which was performed live by several teenagers, adding a youthful atmosphere.

The bright melody reverberates in the air like waves, making people really feel like they are walking in a cheerful rhythm on a white campus. Colorful joy.

The contagiousness of the music, almost instantly, pulled the other teenagers in the room into this bright and joyful atmosphere.

Although they are different, whose youth is not so beautiful, not to mention, they are in their prime.

The program after the small chorus "wonderfulday" was also quite exciting.

It was rare to have such an opportunity during the training camp. Everyone had a great time, but there were some combinations that even Feng He found very interesting.

For example, the singing of Atobe Sanada Kirihara and Kamio and the others, the magic performed by Nioh and Fuji’s partner was unexpectedly wonderful, and there were some mimes and pantomime, performed by the same school, more What is more is the combination of different schools.

Temporarily put aside the usual state of competition on the court or in this training camp, they are now just a group of shining teenagers who have the same dream and chase the same court.

In such a training camp, there is competition as well as sparks of friendship.

Tennis is indeed a very powerful thing.

During the welcome meeting, the training camp resumed tense and orderly again. Because of the coach's leadership, Feng He and his group's practice also began to get on the right track.

Tezuka Kunimitsu is an extremely responsible person. He was like this when he was the minister of Qinggaku, and he was also like this when he was the temporary coach of the Youth Army.He didn't hide any secrets or differentiate opponents because of players from different schools. He saw through everyone's shortcomings and conducted targeted training. He is an excellent coach.

Fenghe is also very satisfied with the practice that is on the right track. Since he is here for training, he certainly wants to gain something. Anyway, Tezuka's vision is still very sharp and sophisticated.

It's just that after the training was over that day, Feng He accidentally ran into someone.

As soon as the gray-purple-haired boy came into view, Feng He understood the meaning of someone coming to find him, "It's time for the youth army training again?" It's not so much a question, but an affirmative sentence .

Atobe stroked the tear mole at the corner of his eye with his fingers, "Last year's youth army training camp, we still have a game that we haven't finished yet." I thought that we would meet in the Kanto competition, and there was always a chance to fight, but I didn't expect that Ice Emperor would lose Qing Xue , Lost the opportunity to enter the top six in Kanto, and even the national competition was in vain.Since you can't meet them in the tennis tournament, it's the same in the training camp, and it's time to end it.

"Private competitions are not prohibited in this year's training camp." Feng He said indifferently, it was time to see the results of the competition between him and Atobe.

Atobe snorted, "Then let's make a deal." The game was dragged on for too long, and even he...was impatient to wait.

Feng He's eyes narrowed slightly, "That's exactly what I mean." In order to establish Haida's three consecutive championships in the country, he must be stronger!

Now, no matter who the opponent is, he can pick up the racket and stand on the court without hesitation, and the outcome will be determined in one game.

In the early morning of the next day, just as Feng He and Kirihara came out of the cafeteria and were preparing to gather for training, Atobe came to the door with a racket, "Feng, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

Feng He stood still, "Now?" He really deserves to be an all-court type who will actively look for opportunities to attack, and his mobility is really amazing. He came to the door early in the morning, and it seemed that he didn't want to wait any longer.

"Do you have any questions? Huh?" Atobe raised his chin slightly.

Feng He didn't answer, just took out the racket from the tennis bag, and then threw the tennis bag to Kirihara, "Chiya, you go first."

Kirihara caught the tennis bag in a hurry, "Wait, Kaze-senpai..." Does the meaning of senior mean that he wants to compete with Atobe-san?

"Go." Feng He said lightly.

Gritting his teeth, Qieyuan still followed what Feng He said, and left with two tennis bags on his back.

After Kirihara left, Feng He followed Atobe to the court.

The two were silent for a moment, and Atobe took the initiative to speak, "I was the one who injured Tezuka's shoulder."

Feng He was stunned for a moment, and then it dawned on him, no wonder Atobu would choose this time to compete with him, "I know, I also saw the match that day." Although he was burdened with pain, he was also shining with brilliance, until now he felt , it was a very exciting game.

Atobe's haughty face showed a rare flash of struggle, "At that time, I was thinking about defeating him no matter what, and I was only thinking about this matter." So, even if we use such a thing, we must win .

Feng He's footsteps paused, he turned his head to look at the strange part because of his stop, when his icy blue eyes looked straight at the person, there was a kind of coldness, the coldness that hit people's hearts, "So, Tezuka came back, are you shaken, Atobe?" After a pause, his voice was as cold as the wind, "If you stand on the court with this mentality, I refuse this game."

Even if there is even the slightest wavering, when the physical strength and energy are exhausted on the court, it will be infinitely magnified.

If you go to the game with a wavering mentality, such an Atobe will not be able to win against him, then this game will be meaningless.

He is eager to win, but not this kind of victory.

Hearing Feng He's refusal to compete, Atobe narrowed his eyes slightly, the eyes of the Ice Emperor were sharp and haughty.

Fenghe looked at him unwaveringly, and after a while, Atobe laughed loudly, "I said it last time, don't talk more and more like Sanada, his stinky and tough temper is really annoying. boring."

Even if it was Atobe, Fenghe wanted to give him a blank stare, he doesn't look like Sanada, he has always looked much younger than Sanada, okay?He will never take this blame!

However, before Feng He could say anything, Atobe had already restrained his smile. The young man's expression was a kind of tenacity after experiencing wind and rain, and his arrogance remained the same, like a polished diamond, which was even more touching, "I won't regret doing that. Even if he is asked to choose again, he will do the same thing, "I will not regret or be shaken by the decision, but I will not feel that I really won Tezuka, I will wait for him Go back to the unbeaten days and beat him to prove it."

Feng He nodded slightly, what he appreciated was such Atobe, "That's the meaning of the existence of the so-called opponent." Let you work hard without slacking off, and keep getting stronger.

"That's right," Atobe raised his racket, and he did it with a bit of elegance, "Tezuka is the opponent I admit," and then, with an emphasis, "You too." Countable, this is his strength and pride, but wind, definitely counts.Even if he is arrogant, Atobe still respects his opponents, and will never propose a competition invitation when he is not in good condition.

Only then did Feng He understand, "So you want to win with me first?" He felt that it didn't matter what came first, anyway, the opponents had to be defeated one by one, and he quite agreed with the pragmatic Atobe.

"We've waited too long for this game." Atobe indicated the direction to get off the court.

Feng He stepped forward again, "Yes, I've waited too long." Indeed, it's time for the two of them to have a showdown.

Walking to the side of the court, Atobe pushed open the gate.

"Atobe." Feng He who was walking beside him suddenly said.

"Huh?" Atobe turned around suspiciously.

"I'm not like Sanada." No matter what, he definitely needs to clarify this point.He's really not like Sanada, Sanada doesn't care what Atobe thinks, if someone comes to challenge, just win, and he doesn't care what he thinks.

Atobe didn't expect Fenghe to mention this sentence, he was stunned for a moment, and then the king of the ice emperor also raised his lips, "ah." Feng is really not like Sanada, compared to the tough Sanada, Although Feng looks colder than Sanada, this guy is much softer inside.He would be so scruples that if he played for that reason, even if he didn't compete, he wouldn't win like that.However, he would clarify this matter so seriously, is he actually more childish than imagined in some respects?

Atobe, who has amazing observation skills, sees through the truth almost instantly.

Fenghe and Atobe each took their rackets and walked to the opposite side of the court. Before they started to switch rackets, a familiar voice shouted, "Stop."

The two followed the voice, and saw that coach Huacun, who was serving as the coach of Atobe's group, was standing at the gate of the stadium, and stopped him loudly, "I don't allow you to play this game. Mr. Atobe, please go back immediately." train."

Feng He glanced at the trace department, did you sneak out and be discovered?Master Atobe?

Even though he was across the court, he miraculously understood Feng He's expressionless face, and Atobu cut his voice, refusing to answer the question.

Coach Huacun ignored the two teenagers' eye contact, and turned her gaze from Atobe to Feng He, "The same goes for Feng-kun, you are already late for Tezuka-kun's practice."

Speaking of which, he was indeed late, did he expect Xiao Hai to give him a reasonable reason to ask for leave?

Facing Tezuka's serious face like that of the teaching director, even if Xiao Haitao thought about it, he probably had more than enough heart but not enough energy.

Just when Atobe and Fuhe both thought that the game could not be won, coach Sakaki, who replaced coach Ryuzaki as the head coach, also came to the side of the court, "Mr. Hanamura, there is nothing wrong with that."

"Ms. Sakaki, but they are not in the same group." Teacher Huacun immediately retorted.

"This is a good opportunity to observe their strength." Coach Sakaki has always implemented his own philosophy, just like when he was the supervisor of the ice Tei tennis club, speaking with strength.If you want to decide the outcome, then just fight.

Besides, Atobe is still the king of Ice Emperor.

"Okay." Since Coach Sakaki insisted, Coach Huacun reluctantly agreed.

Atobe and Fenghe looked at each other, and they both saw the desire to fight and win in each other's eyes.

"You serve first." Fenghe motioned to Atobe.

Atobe was not polite to him either, "Then I will start first." He said and stood on the serving line with the ball.

Probably, he had waited too long for this game. Atobe even omitted the usual snapping of his fingers. He tossed the tennis ball high. He served the ball very fast. Almost as soon as he swung the racket, the ball had already passed the net. .

After just starting to fight against each other, Feng He could clearly feel the progress of Atobe. After the match against Tezuka in this Kanto competition, Atobe not only improved his skills greatly, but also got a great training mentally.

That strong sense of oppression on the court is like a surging tide, and if you don't pay attention, you will be overwhelmed.

Against Kamifuhe, Atobe did not hold back at all, and instantly showed his strength as the tennis minister of a traditional strong school in Kanto on the court.

Similarly, facing Atobu, who once lost by a small gap, Feng He also entered the state from the very beginning, with quick response, fast swing, perfect technique, and stable performance on the court, all of which did not give Atobe any chance. There is an opportunity for everyone to take advantage of.

In the first point, the two came and went, refusing to give in to each other, sparks flew everywhere in the stalemate.

"Okay, that's great, both of you are so fast." Horio showed a surprised expression. He always thought that Feng Sang had already performed very well in the competition against senior Gan, but he didn't expect that he would not lose at all against Zhanjibu-san. that game.

"The two of you should still be testing each other out now," Gan, who came out of nowhere, was holding a notebook and his glasses could flash. quick."

"Senior, you're here too?" Although Horio was a little used to this senior's disappearance, he was still a little scared.

Gan pushed his glasses, "It's not just me, this game has attracted a lot of attention."

Horio looked around for a week, and found that, as Senpai said, except Tezuka's group, the other two groups had arrived, watching the duel from the sidelines.

He had no time to care about the scene outside the court, and Atobe started a conversation on the court while playing, "I'm impatient, the speed has become faster." Compared with the last time he played against him in the youth army, his speed has improved a lot, and his strength Also enhanced a lot.

"You too." Feng He answered concisely, "I have also improved a lot."

While the two were talking, Atobe was wiping the tennis ball. Fenghe's racket turned slightly and returned a short ball. Atobe, who was originally standing in the back half of the court, suddenly hit the net and volleyed heavily, just like Fenghe's reaction Not in time.

The ball came fast, and Feng He moved even faster. He held the racket tightly and hit the ball hard. The tennis ball spun violently on the racket. With the added spin, the ball was heavy and difficult to hit.

However, the next moment, such a ball was still slammed back to Atobe's field.

"15-0."

Atobe snorted, "I didn't even fall for it."

Feng He put down his racket, "Thank you for taking care of me last time." It was this heavy volley that knocked off his racket in the last match.The mistakes he made, of course he will not make a second time.Last time, he bypassed and counterattacked, this time, he attacked head-on.

"Then let's play the next ball." Atobe stood on the serving line again and tossed the tennis ball.

Feng He focused on it.

"Kaze really cares about the loss to Atobe last time." Outside the court, Sanada stood next to Liu, and he said with a little sigh.

"It's not a bad thing!" Sanada, who also came to watch the match, replied sonorously, "If you don't want to win back, how can you make progress."

"Yeah," Liu of course just sighed. He also felt that this was not a bad thing. Although it was a pity that the last match was not finished, but this time, he was confident that Kaze would not lose again. He believed in Sanada Also, "It's almost time to start." Wind's Tennis.

Sanada didn't speak, but it was the default.

On the court, the re-start of the game, the situation on the court changed again.

As Atobe hit the ball back, Feng He's swinging posture changed, becoming more calm and stretched, "Secret technique: flowing clouds and flowing water."

In an instant, there were still rules to follow, and the ball path that could be judged suddenly changed.

Unrestrained, unrestrained and unrestrained, from the last match with Atobe to now, continuous practice, and battles with various masters, is enough for Fenghe to use the flowing water with proficiency and uniqueness. It is not the first time to break free from the shackles of moves , it became coherent, and it still looked a little green and sluggish.

The boy was running and jumping on the field, his blue hair flying in the air, against the color of the blue sky, casual and calm, with a very chic, it was a very pleasing sight.

"Senior Qianshi," Tan Taiyi, who was also standing outside the court with a databook, adhered to the principle of asking if he doesn't understand, "Why do I feel that Feng Sang tried this move this time, and it feels different from the previous national competition finals? "Although the momentum is not as fierce as that time, it is not bad at all, but it feels more handy.He didn't understand, it was obviously the same person with the same moves, why they felt so different.

"This is probably the weight of responsibility." The orange-haired boy blinked at Tantai.

Tan Taiyi didn't understand what the senior meant at all, "Senior Qianshi, I didn't understand."

"Haha," Qianshi said with a hearty smile, "In that game, the wind was for Li Haida's winning streak, to wash away the impact of Li Haida's loss in the previous two games, to fight with his back, and to bear Li Haida's great glory , he has no way to retreat. So he shot fiercely and mercilessly. Now it is different, he is fighting for himself." At that time, the wind was very strong, but in fact, it was not good for his style of play. It's not the most suitable attack. He used to play in such a mysterious and unpredictable style, so this state may be the most suitable style for him.

"Isn't Atobe-san a little dangerous?" Tan Taiyi looked worriedly at the people on the other side of the court. Although Feng He scored two points just now, the head of the ice emperor did not change his color at all, and he still had a proud expression. Look confident.

"Not necessarily," Qianshi shook his head, "Atobu is a perfect all-court player who knows many tennis skills," just like what he saw in the Youth Army training last time and this time in the Kanto competition, "That's why this game is worth watching."

The wind is very strong, but Atobu is not weak, and no one knows who will win the game.

He patted Tan Taiyi on the shoulder, "Do a good job of investigating, maybe Yamabuki will meet them in the national competition."

"Yes, yes." Tan Taiyi hurriedly answered earnestly, clenched the notebook in his hand.

Sure enough, as Qianshi expected, from the third serve, he had carefully observed his opponent, saw through the traces of his opponent's weakness, and started a counterattack.

The serve this time is different. While the ball is extremely fast, it also has a strong spin. After landing over the net, it does not bounce, but slides forward against the ground.

"15-30."

Atobe raised the corners of his lips. The young man's appearance was three parts arrogant and three parts elegant, blending into a demeanor unique to Keigo Atobe, "Tan Huaiser serves."

"It's wonderful." Fenghe has never been shy about complimenting his opponent on the court. What's more, being able to hit this kind of serve is really wonderful, no less than Tezuka's zero style.

"Then what are you going to do? Huh?" Atobe picked up the ball and walked to the serving line.

"Try it and you'll know." Feng He held the racket and stood on the field, his blue eyes were firm and unwavering. In order to win against Atobu, he also made a lot of preparations. There is an opponent like Atobu , he dare not have the slightest slack.

The competition between the two has entered into a fierce battle. You come and go, and you will not give an inch.

The author has something to say:

Cough, in view of everyone's strong request, I will spoil it a little bit. If you want to hear Xiaofeng sing, you have to wait until U-17, above.