Tennis: One look can subdue me, one sword can break the clothes of heaven!

These sudden words stunned both parties.

Tezuka didn't know what Oreki Yuu was going to do, and Fuji looked surprised.

Yukimura's eyes flickered slightly. He was quick-witted and knew that Oreki Yu was helping Tezuka. Although he didn't know why he wanted to help these two people he had just met, it was not a bad thing.

Seeing that Tezuka seemed to want to say something, he raised his hand, pressed his shoulder, and shook his head silently at him.

Tezuka met Yukimura's gaze and didn't say anything more.

Nanjiro seemed a little surprised, but he quickly chuckled and his eyes fell on Tezuka.

"Are you serious? Does this young friend here really have such strength?"

Oreki Yu nodded firmly and said:

"Whether it's talent, strength, or spirit, he has the potential to be as good as me. However, I heard that a genius like him is still picking up balls in Qingxue..."

Nanjiro looked at Ryuzaki Jin with a gloating look.

"Hey! Old woman, aren't you the coach of Qingxue? You let him pick up the ball with such a talent. Are you sure your brain is stuck in the door?"

Long Qijin's eyes twitched, and she said with her hands behind her back:

"How can the tennis club be so frivolous? All first-year students have to pick up balls for a year. This is an old tradition and it cannot be changed!"

"What kind of Showa ideology is this? What era is this? Look at Rikkai University Affiliated High School. He became the president in his first year and won the championship in the county competition. Did you win the championship at Seigaku?"

Ryuusaki Jin was choked by Nanjiro's words.

She stammered:

"That's only for a short time. From a long-term perspective... it's not good for the development of the tennis club..."

When Nanjiro heard this, he was actually somewhat surprised.

He knew that the old woman was conservative in her thinking. She had this tendency when she was young, but she knew how to adapt at that time. Now that she is old, it seems that her brain is not as sharp as before.

"Wouldn't it be fine to revise it then? Regulations are dead, but people are alive. You haven't been so pedantic before!"

"Well... this is the rule left by our ancestors..."

"What's the point of having a brain like that? Are you living a life of shit at your age?"

Nanjiro felt a little embarrassed. The old woman in front of him was his coach after all. He didn't expect her to be so conservative. He cursed at her immediately.

After being scolded, Long Qijin's eyes became watery and he looked innocent.

If someone else scolded her, she would undoubtedly scold back, but the one who scolded her was the student she was most proud of. What else could she do but cry.

Upon seeing this, Oreki Yuu and Yukimura Tezuka Fuji looked at each other and consciously looked away.

Tezuka never expected that Coach Ryuuzaki, who usually looked so dignified, would actually cry one day.

"Okay, okay, I said something harsh. If you admit your mistakes and correct them, you are still a good child!"

Nanjiro felt helpless and could only pat her head, using the hand that had picked her nose and earwax before.

Then he turned to look at Oreki and said:

"Okay, I've already taught her a lesson, Oreki-chan. I understand what you're thinking, but after all, I have some connection with Seigaku." He turned to look at Tezuka Kunimitsu and said with a smile:

"Hey, little brat over there, do you dare to fight me?"

Tezuka knew this was his only chance.

If you don’t seize the opportunity, you don’t know how long you will have to wait for the future!

Although he was very curious about why Oreki Yu wanted to help him, since it was someone's kindness, he might as well accept it and express his gratitude later.

He was never one to hesitate, and immediately responded loudly:

"dare!"

"Well, that's some courage."

Nanjiro's eyes flickered slightly.

Oreki Yu had already shown him the genius of the younger generation, and he had thought that he was a rare prodigy, but now it seemed that the young man in front of him was not bad either.

"Let me give you a test. I won't use any skills or tricks, just basic tennis. If you can catch a ball from me, you will be the president of the Youth Academy. Is that ok, old lady?"

Nanjiro carried the racket and said, then turned to look at Ryuzaki Jin.

Long Qi Jin nodded in agreement.

There is no more authoritative way than having his most satisfied student set the minister's assessment.

He unconditionally believed in Nanjiro's vision and means.

Tezuka remained calm and nodded with a firm gaze.

Although Nanjiro did not use any moves, one could imagine how difficult it was to get a ball from this legendary player.

"No tricks or techniques, just basic tennis? You are really worthy of being Nanjiro-senpai. Only he dares to make such a statement..."

Yukimura was somewhat surprised at Nanjiro's confidence.

Generally speaking, if you want to score, you have to rely on skills and tactics, but when Nanjiro said this, it meant that he gave up all the means that were beneficial to him and only used basic skills.

This is equivalent to a warrior crippling his own arms and legs. What can he use to fight?

“If he doesn’t use his skills, then how is he going to score?”

Bu Er looked thoughtful.

At this time, Oreki Yu grinned and said:

“Do you have to use ball skills to score?”

Both of them were slightly surprised when they heard this.

Fuji Shusuke frowned and said:

"But Nanjiro-senpai also said that he won't use any tricks."

Oreki Yu smiled and said nothing.

Yukimura seemed to have realized something, and he spoke with a somewhat surprised tone:

"Could it be that... Mr. Nanjiro's tennis has reached the state of returning to its original simplicity?"

.......

on the field.

Tezuka looked solemn.

He has been playing tennis for so many years, but this is the first time he has faced such a legendary player.

Even he had to concentrate fully on dealing with the overwhelming pressure.

"Senior, let's begin!"

"Just let the horses come over here."

Tezuka took a deep breath, concentrated all his energy and strength, and threw the tennis ball.

boom!

With a precise swing of the racket, the ball flew out instantly, turning into a long rainbow and flying towards the baseline!

"Is this... a close-angle haircut?"

Yukimura instantly saw the truth behind Tezuka's shot.

The so-called close-angle serve is to hit the ball accurately to the corner of the court. If ordinary people cannot react in time, it will be difficult to catch this ball.

"Not only that, Tezuka also increased the speed of the ball, using his familiar ace serve."

Fuji Shusuke's face looked solemn.

He knew that Tezuka was very serious now.

Because just with this one serve, he used two of the techniques he usually uses!

This is the intention to go all out right from the start!

only......

On the court, Nanjiro grinned, and with a seemingly ordinary swing of the racket, he actually directly received the serve!

"The speed and technique are both very good. It seems that Oreki brat was not lying!"