I am in Prince of Tennis, others are training me while I am lying down

After school.

The three giants of the Rikkai University tennis club walked towards the tennis court.

“It seems that there are indeed a lot of new students registering this year!

one of them said.

He had smooth hair, a delicate face, and narrowed eyes. He was none other than the "military advisor" of Rikkai University, Yanagi Renji.

"Yes. Although there are many applicants, they are all attracted by the reputation of the Rikkai University Tennis Club. Few of them are truly talented."

"It would be nice if there was someone as strong as Kirihara Akari."

Genichirō Sanada, who is wearing a black baseball cap, looks serious and never smiles, said this. He is also the "Emperor" of Rikkai University.

"It's okay. Train them according to the training volume of regular team members. Those who are weak in willpower will voluntarily quit."

"There will be another assessment in a month to eliminate those with weak abilities, so don't worry."

The man standing between the two men said.

He was wearing the Rikkai University uniform jacket which fluttered in the wind. He had dark blue slightly curly hair and a green headband. He was none other than the Rikkai University tennis club captain, Yukimura Seiichi.

Listening to the noisy sounds coming from the tennis court, Sanada frowned.

"Quiet!"

A loud voice sounded.

Looking at the three people walking over, wearing yellow and white uniforms, they had a very strong aura.

The originally noisy tennis court suddenly became quiet.

"There are many applicants for the tennis club this year, and in order to better select talents, we decided to train everyone for a month. After a month, we will conduct an assessment and those who fail to meet the standards will be eliminated."

"The training content is the same as that of the regular team members. If you can't persist, you can apply to withdraw voluntarily."

Sanada's serious and cold words echoed on the tennis court.

The people below looked at each other, and seemed to have some sense of the miserable life in the future.

"We'll do some warm-up exercises first, and all team members will run 20 laps."

Sanada said loudly.

"Ah, I'll start running right away, and I'll have to do 20 laps."

"So strict."

"What should I do? I want to quit now."

Perhaps because they didn’t expect such a show of power right from the start, the first-year students couldn’t help but start whispering.

"Too lax! Quiet!"

……

After completing the warm-up exercises (running 20 laps, 50 pull-ups, 50 sit-ups, and 5 minutes of push-ups), most of the first-graders collapsed on the ground exhausted.

"No... No, this... exercise... is too much...

"If this happens... every day... I'm going to... die."

"Tomorrow... I will write... my application for resignation..."

"Okay... let's do it together..."

Looking at the first-year students lying on the ground with their arms and legs spread out, Sanada frowned.

"How can an individual be so bad at playing tennis?"

"These guys who just want to take advantage of the tennis club's reputation are simply not good enough."

"Don't worry, these will all be eliminated."

Yukimura said as he stood nearby.

"But that person has good physical fitness."

Following Yukimura's gaze, Sanada and Yanagi looked towards a corner of the tennis court.

I saw Takahashi Hikoichi breathing slightly and walking back and forth, and he seemed to still have some strength left.

At this time, Kimura Kōro and Yamamoto Taro were sitting on the ground with their legs apart, in no particular posture, breathing heavily.

"Takahashi, your stamina... is really good."

Yamamoto Taro exclaimed.

"It's okay! Stand up and walk around. Your legs will get sore soon if you sit down."

Takahashi Hikoichi said lightly.

This amount of practice is far less than the amount of training for the AFK man. Although it is a bit tiring, it is within the range that Takahashi Hikoichi can bear.

Before starting training, he specially harvested the results of the day's AFK training, and his strength increased rapidly.

In addition to being full of strength, the auto-attack system also gives a strength rating.

Recall the scene at that time.

"It has been detected that the host's tennis level has reached the regional level, and the character panel has been opened!"

"Tennis hang-up system

Host: Hikoichi Takahashi

Age: 12 years old

Speed: 3

Power: 2.5

Stamina: 3

Mental Power: 3

Technology: 2

Total: 13.5

Strength evaluation: Regional level

! !

Just one day.

No, strictly speaking, it took less than 24 hours to reach regional level strength.

Takahashi was also shocked.

It turns out that with efficient practice, progress can be so rapid!

……

on the tennis court.

The three giants who were observing Takahashi and the others began their own evaluations.

"He is estimated to be 170cm tall, thin but not frail, and very powerful. His motor skills should be quite good."

Yanagi Renji commented.

"Well, you can focus on it." Sanada said.

"Only the first step has been passed. Let's continue to observe later!" Yukimura said lightly.

……

However, Takahashi Hikoichi had no idea that he had attracted the attention of the Big Three.

He pulled his tennis racket out of his bag and prepared to practice.

At this time, Kimura Kōro, who had rested, became energetic.

"Yamamoto Taro, let's play a round."

"But my skills are very poor." Yamamoto Taro said a little worriedly.

"That's why we have to practice. Don't worry, I will try my best to hit the ball that you can catch."

Kimura said excitedly.

"You serve first."

"Ok."

Taro Yamamoto walked to the side of the tennis court and took out a tennis ball from his pocket.

He patted the ball with his hand, then threw it upwards and swung it hard with his right hand.

The yellow ball drew an arc in the air, but the angle of the arc was wrong.

"Snapped!"

The tennis ball hit the net.

Yamamoto Taro showed a look of annoyance.

"Try again." Takahashi Hikoichi advised.

"boom!"

Failed again.

"boom!"

Out of bounds.

Kimura Koro on the opposite side ran over excitedly.

"Come on, let me teach you. It's very simple."

“It’s not difficult at all.”

"Just swing the racket and you can hit it."

As he spoke, he began to demonstrate actively.

Takahashi Hikoichi had nothing to do, so he found an open space and sat down.

"boom!"

No network.

"boom!"

Wait until the ball hits the ground before swinging the racket.

Taro Yamamoto made several consecutive serve errors and his mentality was a little broken.

"Serving is easy. Just swing the racket casually."

Although Kimura Kōro continued to "persuade", he had actually caused even more serious harm to Yamamoto Taro's heart.

Yamamoto Taro was discouraged and ran to sit next to Takahashi Hiko, not wanting to see Kimura Kōro's face.

"It's too difficult. I think I'd better give up." Yamamoto Taro said in frustration.

"It's very simple, very easy, you can succeed easily. Try it again."

"When I first learned to serve..."

Kimura Koushirou also came over, looking very happy, and continued.

"Takahashi, why don't you give it a try? It's very simple. Just wave your hand and you'll be done."

When Kimura Kōro talked about his deeds, he did not forget to direct the flames of war towards Takahashi.

"it is good."

To Kimura Kōrō's surprise, Takahashi Hikoichi stood up and picked up a white tennis racket.

"Yes, it's very simple. Don't listen to what Yamamoto Taro says. Serving is very simple. Just hit it casually."

Kimura Kōro's face was full of pride.

on the tennis court.

Takahashi Hiko held a tennis ball in one hand with a calm expression.

Then he threw the tennis ball high into the air.

As the tennis ball began to fall, he swung his racket quickly.

"boom!"

The tennis ball shot out like an arrow, landed on the opposite side of the net and then bounced up.

"It went over the net and stayed within the bounds."

"Takahashi is awesome!"

Yamamoto Taro couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Kimura Kōro opened his mouth wide, unable to believe the ball in front of him.

This ball was not only an effective serve, but also very fast. He put himself in Takahashi Hikoichi's shoes and was surprised to find that he could not serve such a fast ball.

"Takahashi, how did you do it? You succeeded in one go."

Yamamoto Taro ran over excitedly.

"It's just as Kimura-san said. It's very simple. I can just wave my hand and hit it."

"Right, Kimura-kun!"

"It really is possible to succeed with just a few strokes."

When Kimura Kōro heard these familiar words, he didn't know how to respond for a moment.