Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"Don't be so naive to think you can get the data this way."

Liu's calmness and composure made Jonal, whose personality had suddenly changed, very angry.

He pointed the racket at Liu and spoke provocatively.

"You're challenging me, I accept!"

Liu rarely smiled.

Then give it a try.

Maori, who was in a deep sleep, took advantage of the free time when the two were bickering to lie on the ground and sleep.

Mao Li: It’s more comfortable to sleep lying down~

"Ah! That French team representative has painted something weird on his face again. Uh—it's a huge change. I wonder if Senior Liu and the others can handle it."

Xiao Haidai was a little worried about Liu and Maori's situation when he saw Jonal's sudden change of style.

Such discouraging words were naturally met with a critical blow from Senior Niou next to him.

"Stop saying those depressing things, poof."

Forced to take a beating, the sugar-roasted chestnut finally became obedient, covering his red forehead and muttering in a rather aggrieved manner.

"It hurts! Senior Niou, you're too harsh!"

"Kirihara, what's all this noise about? You're so lax!"

Sanada, who was standing with Yukimura and the others, heard the little kelp's chattering and started scolding him.

The little kelp, who was still grumbling with some dissatisfaction, now stopped talking completely.

He just looked at Senior Liu who was playing in the field with a wronged look on his face.

"Senior Liu..."

Long Ge held his chin with both hands and watched Xiao Haidai being scolded with a smile.

He turned his gaze towards the court again.

"These guys are playing like different people, but there are unknowns on both sides, and now it's back to the balance point."

Many people nodded when they heard this, except Qian.

"Balance point? I don't think so. No matter what state the opponent is in, there is no data that Liu can't collect."

Qian watched the game intently, he had full confidence in his friend.

Although Liu's performance on the field was not outstanding, Qian understood that Liu had his own plan.

With the change of his personality, Jonal's ball path has also become very different from before. As the patterns drawn by Edgar are different, Jonal in each state also shows different styles and ball paths.

The two French representatives fought evenly with Maori, who was in a sleeping state, and neither of them gained any advantage, so they competed with each other.

Liu frowned slightly.

It turns out that there are so many states that can be switched. That’s a bit tricky and will take more time.

But he's almost there.

No matter how he changes his style and ball path, the long-term training has shaped him and cannot fundamentally change him.

Liu looked at Maori, who was standing but snoring slightly.

In order to defeat the Japanese team, Edgar kept changing the graffiti on Jonal's face.

Thanks to Jonaldo's changing style and ball path, they reached match point early.

"That's about it, Maori-senpai."

Mao Li, who was in a deep sleep, seemed to sense the call of his junior.

He smacked his lips and yawned as he woke up from his sleep.

"Phew~ Such a comfortable sleep~"

Suddenly, fatigue washed over him. Mao Li stretched and asked his partner.

"How's it going, Liu? Have you collected all the information? We must win the next point!"

Liu was calm and composed: "There is no data that I, Liu Renji, cannot collect."

The opponent saw that Maori had broken his sleeping state, but he could not ignore it and changed the graffiti on Jonal's face again.

"It's not that easy to get Jonal's data. I can change Jonal into any personality."

Maori said with a smile at this time.

"I don't think we ever said we were going to collect your intelligence. He's only been getting my data."

Maori smiled and winked.

Liu calmly returned to the hitting point.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started."

Upon hearing this, Jonal, who was in another state, showed an expression that was not what he should have in his current state.

Jonal stood there in a daze, which shocked him greatly.

how come!

How could anyone collect data on a person who is sleeping?

It was not until he was called by his senior that Jonal came to his senses and hurried back.

Off the court.

"Liu's data has finally been collected. We are about to start our formal counterattack."

Qian pushed the frame on his nose.

I still feel a little emotional.

"Collecting data on Maori-senpai? Can you collect data on someone who's asleep?"

Long Ge doesn't know much about data tennis.

I just feel incredible.

"Of course. No matter what state they're in, athletes who have been solidified by long-term training can't change the habits that have been ingrained in their bones for a long time."

Qian patiently explained to Long Ge.

"That's it."

I didn't understand, but I nodded.

"But, Maori-senpai said that we're not collecting information on our opponents, but on Maori-senpai. How can we fight without collecting information on our opponents?"

Little Haikai’s little brain couldn’t figure it out.

"Well, isn't it obvious about this?"

Qian pointed to the field and saw Mao Li falling into a sleeping state again.

After Liu's arrangement, he hit a ball that the opponent had no chance of returning.

Such tacit cooperation makes it difficult to remind people of the opening scene.

And Jonal's attack was also calculated accurately by Liu.

At this moment, the French team representative was like a chess piece on the chessboard, held in Liu's palm.

While sleeping, Maori did a backflip and scored a point with a difficult move.

But at this time Liu came over with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Mori-san, 4.06mm further forward is the optimal return position."

Mao Li wakes up from his sleeping state and smiles.

"Sorry, sorry, I'll definitely do it next time."

Faced with such a scene, the two French team representatives were powerless to fight back.

Edgar gasped.

"I underestimated that guy. That database kid was able to control his high school partner in that state. It's really amazing."

At this time, Jonal, whose graffiti had disappeared, became timid again and apologized to Edgar.

"I'm sorry, Senior Edgar, it's all my fault for being so useless."

The finishing touch.

Jonal covered his red forehead and heard his respected senior Edgar encouraging him.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is a doubles match. Don't take everything on yourself. Don't stop until the last moment."

Jonal was deeply moved.

"Yes! Senior Edgar!"

Jonal also wants to fight back with the data he collected.

They were all resolved by Liu one by one.

"Do you think I, Yanagi Renji, would let you collect my data so easily?"

After hearing these words, Jonal felt despair.

With the tacit cooperation between Mao Li and Liu, the French team was at the end of its rope.

The Japanese team soon overtook them.

One accurately calculates the landing point of the tennis ball, and the other uses various strange postures to hit back at the opponent.

From a certain perspective, it can be said that the cooperation is seamless.

After the French representative struggled in vain, the Japanese team won the game with a score of 7-5.