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"Choose Collection!"

With a command, all the team members in blue and white suits who were scattered in various venues gathered together, and unexpectedly saw a girl standing beside Coach Ryuzaki.They were not unfamiliar with Yushi, but they all expressed curiosity when they saw that guy who had always kept his own place in the girls' training ground and never wandered around suddenly appeared here.

"Why is Ninja-sister here?"

"I saw her talking to A-gan this morning..."

"That's right, Coach Fujino and Ryuzaki from the girl's side were there at the time."

"Why do I have a bad feeling?"

"In order to keep everyone going to the national competition, Agan and I specially made a training menu." Ryuzaki pointed to Agan who came over with a box in his arms, "By the way, in order to increase the difficulty of your training, I I specially borrowed someone from the women's tennis club." Pushing Yushi to the front with both hands, "You should be familiar with each other, so you can skip the self-introduction!"

Yushi greeted with a smile, "Hi everyone!"

"..." Hey, hey, you don't want her to be your opponent, right? Such a violent tennis ball will kill you if you hit it? !

The only person who expressed welcome was Fuer who was always smiling, "I never thought I would stand on the same court with Shinozu-san in this way."

Tezuka just nodded towards Yushi blankly. In the afternoon, coach Ryuzaki had already greeted him in advance, so he was not surprised at all. , The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"This training is mainly to exercise our foot movements." Gan distributed the contents of the box to each positive candidate, "This is a strong ankle, add 250g training load, so that the total weight including socks will be It's 1kg."

The positive candidates put on the weights and moved around a bit. There was a little extra weight on the ankles. After spreading them out, they quickly adapted to it. It feels like it’s not too heavy, right?

"There are also some red, yellow and blue signs, and tennis balls of three colors are prepared together." Qian pointed to some things on the court, and some people quickly realized what will happen next, " One miss and it's game over."

"Eh? It doesn't look too difficult, does it?" Kikumaru stood directly opposite, intending to be the first to go.

Gan pushed his glasses, "Then, Shinozu, you can serve."

All positive selections: ...

"Hey, hey, hey!!! Gan! I can't get it!!!" Kikumaru immediately jumped over the net to protest, and other people also showed expressions of "this is too much".

Gan turned his head and glanced at Yushi who was standing there, "Don't worry, she will control the speed of the ball within a reasonable range, and you can catch it."

The personnel returned to their positions, and Kikumaru looked at Yushi who was holding the ball behind the boundary line on the opposite side, "Sister Ninzu, lighten up!"

Yu Shi nodded, threw the ball, took off, swung the racket, and the shadow of the ball flew. It really wasn't that kind of super high-speed serve, and the other onlookers were also relieved.

Gan took a look from the side. Under the guidance of Minister Fujino, the movements and postures have become more and more in place, at least not like holding a fly swatter, and the speed of the ball is also within the range required in advance. It seems that she is very good at tennis The controls are really handy.

Red!

blue!

Yellow!

"As expected of Eiji, he can quickly distinguish the color of the ball after serving, and then send it to the logo of the same color. The technique of moving while distinguishing the color is unmatched." Oishi watched Kikumaru's wonderful performance , I couldn't help but applaud my partner.

"Not necessarily!" Buer said with a smile next to him, stretched out his hand and pointed to another court where he was training, the short sleeves with white background and red border fluttered with the owner's body movements, and the movement of waving and hitting the ball was also precise. The sound of hitting the ball on both sides of the field sounded almost simultaneously.

Dynamic vision?Yushi seemed to think of something, although they returned the ball very well, but they should almost feel the weight on their feet.

Sure enough, the two people who were fighting back felt the stiffness on their feet at a certain moment. Although there was only a little weight, it was enough to delay the reaction within that extremely short reaction time.

Ju Wan, pass.

"Ah, no way, no way, no way, come again!" The OK stretch on the bulging face looked very childish, but what was waiting for him was not to continue.

The tall shadow has already covered Kikumaru who is sitting on the ground, and the abnormally thick lens of Gan is reflective, "I forgot to tell you, those who make mistakes, have to drink Agan's special vegetable juice." A cup of green liquid does not know what Time appeared in his hands, with a strange color swaying in the sunlight.

Chilling, that's probably the word.Except for a guy who always smiles, all Zhengxuan shuddered in their hearts, and Kikumaru was even more flustered, "What's in there?"

"It's food, don't worry." Gan showed a relieved expression, but no one felt it, "The taste has been completely adjusted."

Kikumaru took the cup tremblingly, frowned and looked at the liquid that was [-]% full, with a painful expression on his face, he drank it all in one gulp, "!!!!"

Looking at Kikumaru who was almost flying away, deep fear shrouded everyone's heads.

Echizen, pass.

Dashi, pass.

River Village, pass.

Taocheng, pass.

Haitang, pass.

Looking at the dying faces of all the main candidates who came back, the freshmen who had never understood the power of dry juice finally felt terrified, and looked at the remaining ones on the field, Tezuka, these two...

Bu Er stood opposite with the racket in hand, "Student Ren Zu, be lighter."

This is what everyone would say when standing opposite, Yushi nodded, without much expression, threw the ball, took off, swung the racket, the shadow of the ball flew out, but unexpectedly hit the net belt, and did not pass the net.

"..." Yushi looked at the small ball that rolled down on her own half, and then looked at her palm, raising her eyebrows indistinctly.

"I kept hitting it just now, and I swung it almost one or two hundred times in a row. My hands must be sore." The bystander whispered, if this is not sour, those first graders will cry.

Gan came up, "How about it, student Renzu, can we continue?"

Yushi moved her right hand, "It seems that my hand is not working well."

Just when Gan said that he wanted to change hands, he heard Yu Shi continue to say: "It's okay, I will change hands."

"Isn't it? Ninazuki is left-handed?" Kikumaru cried out in surprise when Yushi switched the racket to her left hand. Are these two things hidden?

"That's not true, it's just that you can hit with your left hand." Yushi shook her head.

Gan expressed his calmness. If he is surprised by this person, he will forget how to write the word surprise after a few days... But after so many days of observation, Ninzu Yushi has never used left-handed, right-handed If the mastery of the left hand has not been specially trained, it should be very difficult to control... I glanced at the young man who was still smiling gently standing opposite me. On the contrary, this is a good time to collect unique information. He took out his frequently used data book from behind.

However, her expectations soon came to nothing. After Yushi switched to her left hand, the power, angle, and speed of hitting the ball were no different from the previous serve. In other words, her left and right hands were flexible. The extent is actually the same.

How many secrets are hidden in this freak.

I didn't have time to think about this problem, because amidst the exclamation, Bu Er made a mistake.

"Fuer, you did it on purpose!" Kikumaru, who was standing next to him, yelled in dissatisfaction. The ball that missed the net just because of insufficient force must not have been caused by Fuji's mistake.

He responded with a smile, without denying, "Yes, I think I'll drink it at least once." The spring breeze was like a bath, and the arc of the smile even looked at the approaching dry with some anticipation. The action of running away, but let out an admiration, "It tastes good! I want to recommend it!"

"Wow, Senior Fuji is so amazing..."

"There are even more terrifying people..."

"Speaking of which, Shinozu-san made a mistake just now, and you will be punished if you do that." Immediately, the gleaming glasses came to Yushi, and a cup of the same green liquid was stuffed into her hand.

"This..." Yushi looked suspiciously at the "corpses" that fell on the ground, "Can I drink it?"

"Corpses": No!

Dry: Yes!

No two: the taste is not bad.

The light cherry lips moved to the cup and took a sip, "Lemon?"

Dry nod.

After swallowing a few small mouthfuls, he frowned, "There seems to be celery? Uh... ginger?" What kind of strange combination is this?

"It tastes good!" Gan continued to nod.

It doesn't seem to be any poisonous food, but Yushi simply drank it up in the blink of an eye, and the strange taste disappeared from the tip of her tongue, "... There are green peppers and spinach, and I can't drink anything else."

"Aren't you sure! Sister Ninzuzu is fine if you drink it?!" The people on the sidelines screamed strangely.

"Does it taste good?" Fuji asked with a smile, this person is really interesting.

Yushi smiled back, "It feels weird, it would be nice if it was more sweet."

Gan pushed his glasses, "I will consider it next time." His gaze turned to the last person to walk on the field, Minister Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Tezuka stood calmly opposite, holding the racket and watching Yushi stand on the serving line again, the bright yellow shadow of the ball was bouncing in her hand, her eyes locked on the landing point of the ball shadow at the moment it flew out, her footsteps Move and hit it precisely on the same color symbol.

One ball, two balls, three balls...

The surroundings gradually quieted down. After 20 balls, there were no mistakes. On the 21st ball, Yushi still threw the ball, took off, and swung the racket. Bending down to pick up the tennis ball at his feet, he weighed it habitually in the palm of his hand, and looked forward with deep eyes, but instead of looking at Tezuka, it fell on his left hand.

Just when others didn't see Yushi's next ball for a long time, the beautiful girl suddenly said, "Minister Tezuka should have passed, there is no need to continue playing." In a state of surprise, Yushi shook her left hand, "And my left hand is about to get sore."

Coach Ryuzaki was also satisfied with the current result, and waved his hand, "Okay, that's it for now."

Gan looked around at the chaotic main candidates, and began to point out the problems exposed in the practice just now, "Kawamura, you have the habit of holding the racket loosely when hitting the ball. If you pay attention to training your forearm muscles, this can be improved. ; Oishi and Kaitang need to work harder on the forward and backward movements of the body; Kikumaru and Fuji must practice left and right sprints, and you need to exercise your quadriceps and triceps."

Where are those muscles? Hey!

Ignoring the protests around him, Gan continued, "Taocheng, if you hit the ball with only 70 percent of your full power, your accuracy will improve."

"Yes." Taocheng replied lazily while lying on the ground.

"Tezuka did a good job without any mistakes, but he needs more flexibility." Qian paused, "Your expression is too rigid."

A group of people lying on the ground with dead bodies couldn't help but sit up and giggle. They really deserved to say that about Tezuka. Everyone knows that Tezuka of Seigaku is a moving iceberg all year round.

"Also, Echizen, drink two glasses of milk a day from now on."

As if being poked into a sore spot, Echizen also sat up and protested: "No matter how much milk I drink, I won't grow taller so quickly!"

Candidates: drink it!

Tezuka: There is nothing wrong with Gan’s recommendation.

Ryuzaki: He has tested it on himself.

Echizen glanced at the 1.8-meter-tall Gan, and swallowed all the words that followed with difficulty.

Qian nodded in satisfaction, squatted down and took out a large number of identical ankles from the cardboard box, "Then let's get back to the topic, let's add another load!"

"Wait, Gan."

"Five loads are almost the same as you are now?"

All eyes fell on Qian's feet, where five ankles were tied layer by layer. Although he left the main selection team, he was only the planner of the training this time and did not really participate in it, but he had a lot of respect for himself. No slack either.

"Anyway, we will still use five loads in the end, right, Senior Agan?" Taocheng said with a smile on the side.

Echizen pulled his hat confidently again, "I don't care even with six loads."

"No, for the first-choice players...you can use up to 10 loads." Qian stood up and stated this fact solemnly.

"Are you kidding, you bastard!" Countless tennis balls smashed towards the culprit from several directions at the same time, ten!The left and right feet add up to close to 5kg, hello!

While dodging those weak flying balls, Gan asked Yushi: "Ninzuzu-san, how about it, will you continue?"

She said it just now, her hands are sore.

Unexpectedly, Yushi shook her head, "It's okay, can I increase the speed of the ball?"

Ok?

Just now, Yushi's ball speed has been maintained at 150km/h, and this value has not changed.Could it be that because the muscles are maintained at the same contraction level for a long time, causing paralysis, so she wants to change the muscle tension to restore her arm?

Pushing the glasses, this is really unheard of, "It's just right, let's increase the difficulty too."

Improving the speed of the ball means shortening the reaction time left for the opponent. This is a good opportunity to exercise!

"Okay, then let's start the next training, add all the staff to five loads, and then do it again in the order just now." Seeing that he had rested, Ryuzaki arranged it almost immediately, "Shinozuzu, are your hands really okay? "

Yushi smiled, "It's okay, I switch between my left and right hands, so I can take turns to rest, but Minister Tezuka doesn't need it, I don't think this training is difficult for him."

Greeted by the suspicious and unhappy eyes behind the lens, she slightly restrained the curvature of the corners of her mouth, because the Ninzuzu family has practiced medicine for generations and has some reasons of its own. Yushi is very sensitive to muscles and body movements. Since Tezuka just 21 Judging from the action of returning the ball, she can still see some clues.

"That's right, Tezuka, you don't need to be so tired, think about your future and recovery level." Ryuzaki also nodded, obviously agreeing with Yushi's proposal.

Tezuka's expression remained the same, he was still so cold, "As a minister and a regular team member, I will not miss any training."

At the end of the training that day, Yushi packed up her things and left the staff activity room. She was surprised to see a person standing outside the less crowded stadium. Standing three meters away from the door, her stern gaze swept over as soon as Yushi appeared, and after a glance, she turned and walked towards a direction with fewer people.

Raising her eyebrows, Yushi looked around, but there was no one, so follow her to have a look.

On the other side of the tennis court, Tezuka stopped, and turned to look at the bright girl following from the other side, "About my hand, I hope you keep it a secret from others."

Yushi nodded happily, "But how did the minister know that I saw that you had an injury on your hand, aren't you afraid that I will be a blind cat and bump into a dead mouse?"

Seeing that Yushi didn't make any fuss as expected, Tezuka breathed a sigh of relief, "After 15 balls, your serving speed is very fast, but the power has dropped a lot, and I can't see that your hands are sore, you just didn't try your best. "

Shrugging her shoulders, Yushi admitted, "Minister's muscular reaction is a bit unnatural, and I found it after watching it a few times. After all, my family is a medical student, and I'm good at it."

So, Tezuka understood. To be honest, he didn't think that a layman could see the injury on his hand. The people in the tennis club knew that it was only the coach and Oishi.

"Well, Minister, do you need me to look at it for you?" Yushi glanced at his left arm, which looked intact, "Maybe I can help you in this regard."

His eyes lit up almost instantly following that sentence, but after a while Tezuka just clenched his fists, maintaining the same coldness and seriousness, "No, thank you for your kindness, it's getting late, let's go home .”

The bright purple pupils flashed golden flames in the setting sun, staring intently at the same direction until the straight figure disappeared from sight before blinking lightly.

Tezuka Kunimitsu... is really a cautious person.