Tennis: I have inherited the king's legacy and I am invincible

The two days passed by as if by an invisible hand, and in the blink of an eye, the much-anticipated Kanto Conference officially kicked off.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and onto the field, casting a golden glow on this land that is about to witness the interweaving of glory and sweat.

As fate would have it, the two teams, Hyotei Gakuen and Jounari Shonan, finally met head-on in the Kanto Tournament.

At this moment, the air was filled with an indescribable tension and anticipation, as if even the wind was holding its breath, waiting for the showdown to begin.

Shonan Johsei's coach, Aoi Hanamura, had already learned about the incident at the draw.

However, there was no trace of hesitation or regret in her deep and determined eyes.

To her, there was nothing wrong with Ruo Renhong's behavior, because under her "training", Ruo Renhong was a strong man, and the strong had privileges.

Of course, she is probably the only one who thinks that those ugly guys in Cheng Cheng Xiangnan are strong.

In Hanamura Aoi's heart, every player of Shonan Johsei is a work of art that she has carefully crafted. It is their sweat that has earned them their current strength. (Tianyu said that the sweat was in vain)

She believes that as long as these young people are given a stage, they will have a place in the national competition.

Therefore, facing the upcoming challenges, Aoi Hanamura not only did not show any fear or retreat, but instead strengthened his belief.

……

However, when she stepped into the competition venue and glanced at the contestants standing in line, an indescribable shock instantly swept over her whole body.

As one of the "top" coaches in Japan, she felt that she was quite capable.

But at this moment, facing Hyotei's regular players, even she felt an unprecedented challenge and pressure.

Her eyes lingered on every Hyotei player, and she keenly realized that each of these people was extraordinary.

She had to admit that every member of the opposing team far exceeded her original expectations in terms of strength, skills and even psychological quality. It was as if every player was a carefully carved gem, shining with dazzling brilliance.

Among these players, the aura of the three Hyotei giants, Atobe Keigo, Ameyu Rin, and Akutsu Jin, are even more powerful. Just standing there, without saying much, the powerful aura emanating from their bones is enough to make people feel the insurmountable gap between them and other players.

Their presence seems to divide the playing field into two completely different dimensions: one is ordinary, and the other is extraordinary.

At this moment, she deeply realized the truth that "there is always someone better than you".

But she still had some illusions about Shonan Cheng, after all, it was the team she had trained herself.

……

However, on the eve of the tense and anticipated game, the air was filled not only with the smell of gunpowder of the upcoming decisive battle, but also with the uncontrollable "desire" quietly rising deep in Hanamura Aoi's heart.

Her gaze was like a torch, as if it could penetrate all obstacles. It was fixed on Tianyu's resolute figure, her eyes full of possessiveness.

"Tianyu-san," her voice was low and magnetic, and every word seemed to carry some kind of magic, slowly flowing in the air.

"Have you ever thought about letting your talents blossom on a wider stage? Josei Shonan, a place where you can realize all your dreams. I, Hanamura Aoi, am willing to be the guide who leads you to the top. I promise that this place will be the cradle of your growth, and I will carve you into the most dazzling star in the tennis world, the most perfect work."

After she finished speaking, she curled up the corners of her mouth into a charming smile, her eyes flashing with confidence and expectation, as if she had already foreseen the future of Tianyu's brilliant performance under her leadership.

However, this sudden "invitation" made Tianyu feel uncomfortable for a moment, as if an invisible force had touched a sensitive corner of his heart, causing him to shiver and get goose bumps all over his body.

At the same time, Keigo Atobe, who was standing aside, had a face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out.

He never expected that at this critical moment, someone would so blatantly try to poach his team members.

Anger and unwillingness intertwined in his chest, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to deal a fatal blow to the opponent at any time.

But just as Atobe was about to speak and respond to Hanamura Aoi's provocation, Tianyu took the initiative and interrupted the awkward and subtle atmosphere.

"Coach Huacun, your invitation is a testament to my recognition. However, I'm determined to compete nationally. I refuse the offer of starting over at a 'half-baked' school."

Although Aoi Huacun still had a smile on her face, a hint of imperceptible loss and regret flashed across her deep eyes.

She bit her lower lip lightly, burying the sudden anger and humiliation deep in her heart, her eyes still firmly fixed on Akutsu Jin's slightly unruly figure.

In the tennis world, players who have both strength and personality often have huge potential, and Jin Akutsu is such a person that she cannot ignore.

"Get out! Old woman!" These words were like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting the tranquility of the air and hurting her self-esteem as a mature woman.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again.

"Just wait, I will make you into a perfect work sooner or later." Huacun Aoi thought to herself.

In the Shonan camp, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, as if even the air had frozen.

A subtle chill crept across Kamishiro Reiji's face, and a cold light flickered in his deep eyes. He wouldn't allow anyone to insult the coach he had always admired.

Reiji Kamishiro's eyes were like two sharp swords, fixed on Jin Akutsu. If they met in a match, he would definitely destroy this so-called "tyrant".

"The coach's most perfect creation," Kamishiro Reiji's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to burst out from the depths of his heart, "There can only be one of them!" At this moment, Kamishiro Reiji only had Hanamura Aoi in his mind.

Tianyu had to stand up at this time because the atmosphere was too tense.

"How about this, Coach Hanamura, if your Shonan Johsuke wins this game, I will bring Akutsu to join your Shonan Johsuke, but if our Hyotei wins, you will be asked to join Hyotei, how about that?" Tianyu said with a smile.

Atobe, who was standing by, was about to say something, but was stopped by Tianyu, who shook his head.