Male God Cultivation Manual

"These two are really good." The reporter of "Tennis Weekly" Inoue held up the camera and took a picture of the scene where Atobe held Fuhe's hand and raised it high. In the photo, the two equally outstanding teenagers had completely different styles. The radiance on the court and the audience cheering for them outside the court all became the background of the two of them in an instant. It was an extremely brilliant photo that Inoue couldn't put it down.

Sitting next to Inoue were other people from Seigaku, Horio and the other three cheered vigorously, "Great, great, we won the first round."

In addition to Qingxue, the Ice Emperor Tennis Club has a large number of people, and the cheers are even more resounding.

The winner is Atobe, isn't it worth their while to applaud their minister.

"Are you really worthy of those two? Well done." From the position of the contestants watching the match, Renzu couldn't help but praise.

"This will win the first game." Kikumaru waved his fist vigorously, "Good job!"

Fuji smiled and agreed, "Hehe, yes."

Even Sanada nodded slightly, barely visible.

Being able to win the first game, as coach Huacun said, was a great boost to the morale of the entire team, and the rest of the team seemed to be more confident.

On the court, although Billy and Mike of the US team lost the game, they maintained a good demeanor.

When the players shook hands, although briefly, they still praised it was a good game.

Feng He listened to the strange English pronunciation of Mike who was shaking hands with him, suppressed the twitching of the corners of his mouth, "Are you Chinese too?" He was really just curious, how different is China in this world from what he knows?Now that pandas and girls can be chased in the street, and the so-called Mantra Spring Village really exists, is it true that martial arts are really common?It shouldn't be, the last time I went overseas for training with everyone from Lihai University, it was obviously normal.

Hearing the person on the opposite side suddenly speak Chinese with a proper accent, Mike was also stunned, and then subconsciously replied in Chinese, "I am Chinese American."

Then why do your English and Chinese pronunciation sound so foreign?Fenghe thinks this world is really magical.

After answering Feng He's question, Mike also asked, "Are you Chinese?" He asked yes, so he is Chinese?International students who come to Japan to study, or Japanese Chinese?

Feng He nodded, "I am Chinese."

After all, they were still on the playing field, and the two of them just exchanged a few words casually before leaving the field respectively.

Outside the court, when Fenghe and Atobe were packing their tennis bags, Atobe set up his racket and looked up at Fenghe, "It was a so-so game, huh?"

Feng He put the tennis bag back on his back, and when he looked at him, he was full of duplicity and a bit of arrogance, "Not bad game." He didn't have that much awkwardness, good is good, bad is bad, He felt that he and Atobe cooperated well in the second half. Since it was good, of course he had to say it.

Obviously he was so cold and expressionless, but he said the words of praise seriously, and Atobe couldn't help laughing twice, well, it was indeed a pretty good game, occasionally playing doubles with a partner, or It's quite interesting, "Hey, next time I have a chance, I'll play with my uncle again."

Fenghe glanced at him, "It's not hello, it's the wind." Can't you talk about asking him to play ball, "If you don't drag me to say something about being intoxicated with beautiful skills." Atobe himself said that there is no problem, But pulling him to talk together, and raising his hand, isn't it too shameful?

The corners of Atobu's eyes twitched, "Do you have any opinion on what my uncle did?"

Feng He really thought about it seriously, "It's a bit too exaggerated." It's too affecting him to do the task.

"Are you envious that I am more popular than you?" Atobe also picked up his tennis bag, and Fenghe waited for him to play before leaving the field together, "No." Only Atobe can make such a gesture without any violation, so there is nothing to envy at all.

The two bickered while walking. Coach Huacun looked at the backs of the two teenagers who were about the same height, and couldn't hide the smile on his lips. The match completed with the strength of the two was very gorgeous and exciting.

"When did those two people get so close?" Kikumaru put his hand on Echizen's shoulder and asked curiously, tilting his head.

Renzu gossips rather calmly, "It's been good since the youth army training camp last year, but now," he pushed his glasses, and a flash of light flashed through them, "The tacit understanding of an alternative partner?"

Buer smiled and said nothing, "Hehe."

The corner of Echizen's mouth twitched, it turned out that no matter which school the seniors gossiped about the same way.

After Fuhe and Atobe won the second doubles, the next match was the first doubles.

The lineup was also announced just before the match, and the Kanto selection team's first doubles will be Hidei's Ninjazu and Seigaku's Kikumaru.

From the moment he heard that he was going to play doubles, Kikumaru became excited. He is a cute kid who knows himself, and he just lay down on Ninzuzu, "Okay, we will win the next match! Right? Right, Shinobu?"

Shinobu was also taken aback by Kikumaru's enthusiasm, "Don't get involved so suddenly."

The disgusted Kikumaru showed a bit of aggrieved expression, "Really, Ninjazu."

Reluctantly resenting and somewhat helpless, he distanced himself slightly from Kikumaru, "That's good." Although Kikumaru wasn't that annoying, he was still not used to being so close to someone he didn't know well.

After all, although there are always rumors that Ninzu is a playboy, in fact he is a young man with strong domain awareness, and he is not willing to share his private space with others, unless it is recognized and allowed by him.

"Eiji seems to be getting excited," Fuji smiled, "Maybe there will be a good cooperation." He is quite optimistic about this pair.

Fenghe opened his face coldly and folded his hands on his chest. Although he didn't lose the quarrel with Atobu just now, he didn't win either. "The two of them should be able to cooperate well." With Oishi's partner, if Xianghi's tennis is somewhat similar to Kikumaru's, Ninjazu and Oishi's tennis is completely different, but the two teams' partners are indeed somewhat similar, and whether it is Ninjazu Either Kikumaru should be able to actively cooperate with his partner, and the two may perform well on the court.

Fuji turned back with a smile, the eccentric young man spoke with a three-point ridicule, "It should be better than when you and Atobe just started playing." After a pause, "Speaking of which," Fuji showed a thoughtful expression , "What formation did you and Atobe use when they first played?" Asking knowingly, when Fuji is dark, it is also one of the most difficult times to parry.

Feng He, who was hit knowingly by the black-bellied little bear, felt that his blood bar had dropped a lot immediately, he was busy protecting the rest, and said blankly, "There is no formation." The two of them used the Can't you do whatever you want in doubles where the ball is closer to the one who catches it?At least they didn't fight for the ball.

"What about the tactics?" The young man with a beautiful face and fine features smiled, his eyes curved like crescent moons.

"There are no tactics." Hei, it's too dark. Could it be because he hasn't been hacked for a long time?Even a little unaccustomed.

Bu Er opened his eyes, not the cold blue color, but a bit sly, "Then how did you play?"

Feng He turned his head to meet Buer's eyes, with a frozen face, he said word by word, "Go up."

Bu Er narrowed his eyes and laughed out loud, it was rare for Feng to make a joke, although the joke was a bit cold, but he thought it was quite funny, really.

Just when Shinobu and Kikumaru were about to play, there was a sudden loud cheer on the court, mixed with the screams of the girls, which was deafening.

"What's going on?" Although they couldn't see it in the players' lounge, many people subconsciously looked up.

"I heard that the US team's first doubles player is an idol player with his own fan club." Echizen explained.

"Is it so popular?" Kikumaru clenched his fists and said.

"That's right, the two are such popular star players. Their fans specially chartered a flight from the United States to watch this game." Inoue pushed open the door of the players' lounge, "Excuse me, we Came to film the lounge before the game."

Then, I saw Shinozu and Kikumaru, who were disgusted and enthusiastic just now, posing for the poss in front of the camera quite seriously, and having a good time.

"To a certain extent, they are indeed suitable doubles." Feng He also inevitably said something.

"Hehe, but the cheers from the two players outside were really loud." Fuji laughed.

"Mr. Inoue also said that the younger brother of the two is famous for his beauty and is very popular with female fans." Feng He shook his head, although in his mind, if it is really about beauty, few people can really say it. Comparable to Yukimura, the Son of God has a face that is also favored by the gods, but he doesn't really care about this. On the contrary, it is this attitude that makes Yukimura even more charming.

Moreover, Yukimura is very different from that member of the US team. He also saw the opponent's appearance when the whole team played just now. Good-looking is good-looking, but the feminine appearance that is too feminine is really not as good as Yukimura Hideki Absolutely beautiful.

After listening to Feng He's words, Bu Er turned to look at him but smiled without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Feng He was baffled by Fuji's smile.

"Perhaps we should let you and Atobe play in this game." Fuji pressed his chin with his fingers, and there was a bit of wickedness in his gentle smile, "I believe that even if it is compared to appearance, they will not lose to them."

Fenghe has been blackened to the bottom and rebounded. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, "Thank you?"

"No need." Buer answered smoothly, "Ah, of course, if it's better than the cheers, maybe you won't lose."

The second game was as exciting as the first game. The cooperation between Kikumaru and Ninzuzu was indeed strong, but the two brothers who were the opponents were even stronger.

Although they are called idol stars, the strength of the two brothers is actually better than their appearance, even under the tenacious resistance of Kikumaru and Shinozu, and under the pressure of Baker, the two must lose the game to be worth seeing. , still resisted the heavy pressure and won the final victory of the game.

Two doubles matches, one win and one loss, the outcome of the Japan-US Friendship Youth Selection Tennis Tournament depends on the three singles matches in the afternoon.

In the third singles match of the third game, the Japanese Kanto selection team played the king of junior high school tennis—Senichiro Sanada.

During the lunch break, after eating lunch, Bu Er stopped Feng He with a smile, "Feng."

Someone who had finished the game without incident paused, "Huh?"

"Come with me to warm up." The two of them knew each other very well, and they didn't beat around the bush when they spoke.

"Okay." Even after playing a game, with Fenghe's current physical strength, it's no problem to warm up with Buer.

Besides, now that the player for the third singles has been determined, it is very likely that Fuji will play as the second singles. Thinking about it this way, Fuji and the second singles are really destined.

It was the final of the Kanto Contest, this one, in the previous plot, even the final of the National Contest.

After the lunch break, the first match in the afternoon was the third singles.

Looking at the players from the opposing team, Feng He also frowned slightly, "A powerful player?" Sanada was originally one of the tallest in the entire tennis club, and there are not many people as tall as him in the entire junior high school tennis world. , and practicing kendo all the year round has also made him extremely strong, but standing in front of the opponent's players, he still has an inexplicable feeling of Sanada's "petite".

"That's right, a strong player." Even Tracebu's expression became a little serious. It's not that full-court players like them can't deal with strong players, but if they use spin to cut off the strength of the incoming ball, they will It requires more strength or speed than usual, which is a major challenge to physical strength.Moreover, the other party looked so tall and strong, he must have great strength, which was why Feng He frowned.

"It's so tall." Kirihara put his hand on his forehead and looked around, "Even Vice Minister Sanada looks a lot shorter."

"I just don't know if this will affect the speed." Buer said to the point.

"Just look at it." Ninzu continued.

Although the opponent looks unusually tall and burly, Sanada is the kind of person who will never waver no matter what the opponent encounters.

When Su Rong walked to the net, Sanada stretched out his hand, "Please give me your advice."

However, the opponent of the American team didn't understand Sanada's politeness at all, bent down, and said a provocative word to Sanada.

The expression on Sanada's face did not fluctuate at all. Seeing that the other party did not shake hands with him, he withdrew his hand without hesitation, turned around and walked steadily to the middle of the court.

"Deputy Director Sanada, don't you understand?" Kirihara really didn't understand, so seeing that Sanada didn't respond at all, he subconsciously judged others by himself.

Fenghe stretched out his hand and rubbed the little kelp who looked very dazed at this moment, "No, on the contrary, I think Sanada understood." Will you not understand this sentence in English?

But the other party is really eclectic. Although he is indeed much taller and stronger than Sanada, he can still call out the little guy in the face of the deputy minister, and say something to teach him.

I don't know whether to praise the other party for being a talent, or lament that this is really a game of jujube pills.

In comparison, let’s knead a small kelp, maybe next time I need to study English again.

Just like what Feng He said, Sanada really understood that sentence in English, because from the very beginning of the game, he did not hesitate to use Fenglin Huo's Jirufeng.

"Xianichiro seems to be provoked." Yanagi, who was sitting in the auditorium, said calmly about Sanada's current state.

"Although I couldn't hear what the other party said, but I knew it was not a good thing just by looking at it." Marui blew a bubble, "So Sanada was as fast as the wind when he came?"

"It looks interesting now." The silver-haired fox also smiled, a smile waiting for a good show.

"Here it is, Vice Minister Sanada's Fubayashi Kazuo." Kirihara clenched his fists fiercely, "The speed of the ball is really too fast."

"Well, but the opponent is gradually catching up with the speed of Jirufeng." Feng He watched the game intently, "It seems that the opponent is not only a strong player, but also has good skills and speed."

"Indeed, it's hard to imagine that with such a body size, he can run so fast." Fuji also restrained his smile, "This game will not look easy."

On the contrary, Atobe, who was defeated by Kore Sanada, didn't look worried. The uncle put his hands on his chest and snorted, "He's that Sanada."

That's right, he is that Sanada, the Sanada who is called the emperor.

Even if the opponent is very strong, he broke Ji Rufeng in the second game, but Sanada still has Xu Rulin, who is as aggressive as fire and as immobile as a mountain.

No matter how strong the opponent is, and how agility that does not conform to his size on the court.

Sanada always maintained a frontal offensive, broke through the opponent's defense without hesitation, and scored directly.

"Sanada wins, 2-1, swap venues."

"The other party is starting to get anxious." Renzu's observation skills are also quite good.

"Yeah." Atobe frowned slightly. The rough words and actions of the US team's opponents on the field aroused the dissatisfaction of the always elegant and extravagant uncle, "How could the US team send such a player."

"Is Vice Minister Sanada okay?" Kirihara looked worriedly at Sanada, who was glared at by the American team player angrily. Although the vice minister was very strong, the opponent seemed to be two heads taller than him. Yes, and it looks more than a circle.

"It'll be fine." Fenghe was quite confident in Sanada, "This is a tennis match, if the opponent doesn't dare to make a move, it's considered a shot." After a pause, Fenghe's words were a little light, "You forgot what Sanada's family does Got it?"

Kirihara breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right, Vice Minister Sanada's house runs a gym."

"So even if there is a fight, Sanada will never lose." Feng He took it for granted, this is their Li Haida's belief, no matter what, they will definitely win.

Even though he said so, whether it was Fenghe or Kirihara, they all glared at the player of the American team, as long as he dared to do it, as long as he dared!

"Why do you think Li Haida and those two are so scary." Kikumaru lowered his voice to Fuji, feeling as if he was really ready to fight.

"Hehe," Fuji still squinted his eyes and smiled cutely, "The two of them were just joking."

So calm and calm, for a while, Kikumaru didn't know whether he thought his friends were more terrifying, or Li Haida and the other two were more terrifying.

However, Sanada was just Sanada. Facing the opponent's ferocity, he didn't raise his head much. He still maintained that serious expression and steady pace.

But at the same time, when the king got angry, he lay dead for thousands of miles.

Although he does not have the power of ancient emperors, since he is called the emperor, Sanada also has his own inviolable dignity on the court.

In the next game, he concentrated his energy to the extreme, and all his anger was fully revealed in the extremely fierce frontal attack.

The overwhelming victory lasted until the end of the game.

"The game is over, Sanada wins, 6-2."

"Hmph, it really is Sanada's style." Amidst the cheers of the audience, Atobe said quite naturally.

"Of course." Kirihara smiled triumphantly.

Facing Kirihara's showing off, Feng He shook his head helplessly and indulgently, and raised his head, the name of the second single was displayed on the big screen, sure enough, it was the same.

So what about Budu... Budu?

Feng He looked back but didn't see the familiar honey-haired boy. After thinking about it, he didn't bother to pay attention to the boy with his hips akimbo. He laughed and said that Deputy Minister Sanada and Senior Feng both won Balabala's little kelp, and turned to look for the missing boy. .

The backcourt is not big, and Feng He found Buer easily, but what surprised him was that, besides Buer, there was also the leader of the US team, Baker, sitting beside him.

Moreover, Baker was still talking to Bu Er, Feng He only heard a few words, and couldn't help but sink his face.

After a while, Baker left, and Buer exhaled without looking back, "Come out."

Feng He came out from the corner, "Do you know it's me?"

Only then did Buer turn around, and the boy who was serious just now smiled with his brows crooked. Under the light, his brows looked especially picturesque, "Yeah."

So is this the intuition of a genius?

After thinking about it quite irrelevantly in his heart, Feng He walked in front of Buer, "That Baker just now, he..."

Before Fenghe finished speaking, Buer laughed.

Feng He was inexplicably laughed, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm very happy that Kanfeng is so worried about me." Bu Er tilted his head, showing a cute expression, although he said something joking, but he came from the heart.Feng has always been indifferent and calm. It's rare to see him being so cautious. It's all out of worry about himself. Shouldn't he be happy to be cared for like this?

"Don't be kidding," Feng He almost touched his forehead, "We are about to play the game, just now..."

"I know." Bu Er rarely interrupted Feng He's words, "Don't worry," he opened his eyes suddenly, the ice-blue eyes were full of understanding, "I know everything."

Seeing Bu Er's appearance, Feng He felt relieved.

That's right, Buer looks gentle and amiable, and seems to be easily deceived and deceived, otherwise that Baker would not find him and tell some stories to shake Buer's mood.But in fact, a genius with a delicate mind and amazing intuition can see more clearly than anyone else, so what does he not know.

As long as Bu Er said it, Feng He, who trusted him completely, didn't say anything else, but just stretched out his hand to the sitting boy, "Let's go, let's play."

Bu Er smiled and narrowed his eyes again, put his hand in Feng He's hand, and still he pulled himself up, "Okay."