Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! That stinky brat!"

Get points from yourself who turns on the light of restraint.

Seyfried was furious.

I have mastered these moves after going through all kinds of hardships.

How could this be...

Severide's fists clenched until they made a crackling sound.

Seyfried cursed through gritted teeth.

Bismarck walked over and hit Seyfried on the head with a knife.

it hurts!

But his pride wouldn't let him shout it out.

He lowered his head and covered his head.

Comfort yourself silently in your heart.

It doesn't hurt... No... No way! It hurts so much!

Seyfried looked up as if nothing had happened.

Put all your anger on your opponent, Little Kelp.

"Senior Bismarck, please allow me to have a one-on-one duel with the boy opposite."

It's a tacit understanding.

Xiao Haidai also said the same words to his predecessor Zhongdao.

"Senior Tanejima, please give me some time to fight the guy over there!"

The requests of the young players from the two countries' teams were reported to their superiors intact.

The two head coaches thought about it again and again.

Seeing that the two men were eager to fight.

They all nodded in agreement.

"Sure, this brat is really good at causing trouble. If you lose the game, you will be in big trouble."

Coach Mifune released the conditions.

He didn't even hear the whole sentence, but just ran into the court excitedly after hearing the first two words.

Coach Mifune's disdain was evident.

But he would not think of going back on his word after he had already agreed.

The German team's head coach saw that the other side agreed.

He also smiled and nodded in agreement.

We can't be accused by others of bullying the Japanese team.

"Go and defeat him, Severide, and accomplish your goal."

The German head coach has great confidence in Sefried's abilities.

How could an ordinary person survive among a group of monsters?

Just for Severide to improve his strength in a short period of time and complete his evolution.

He was willing to ask him to give it a try.

With the coach's approval, Seyfried returned to the court carrying his racket.

The two high school students were forced to stay on the sidelines and "watch the game."

The competition was handed over to the two juniors.

The two looked at each other and shrugged at the same time.

Zhongdao put his hands in his pockets, holding the racket under one arm, and chatted with Bismarck in a casual manner.

"Your coach is pretty good, actually allowing players to do this. I thought only our coach was so casual."

Bismarck had no choice but to put a hand into his hair and lift up one side of his bangs.

"Who says it's not? Never mind. For this kind of thing, as long as they are happy, that's all that matters."

Bismarck's casual personality made Zhongdao feel that the two would be a good match.

As the two chatted, the atmosphere on the court became tense.

Seyfried, with a reserved look on his face, sent out the second goal.

Seyfried's serve was extremely fast, thanks to his seamless performance.

But it still failed to break through the defense line of the small kelp.

Today, Xiao Haikai focuses all his attention on tennis.

He was imitating what Yukimura did.

Severide scoffed, trying to hit him back.

There's no way this will happen again!

But it was something that Seyfried considered impossible.

Little Kelp did it.

Not only did he catch up with the speed of the ball, but he even played back and forth with Seyfried, who was in perfect form.

That is not a coincidence, but the result of Xiao Haikai's long-term practice and persistence.

I remember that the night before the competition, Xiao Haidai pulled Long Ge to try to break through himself.

Even if you are covered in bruises, you must use up every last bit of your strength.

Until he fell to the ground.

Long Ge nodded with relief.

The speed of evolution of kelp is truly amazing.

The night before, he was knocked to the ground repeatedly by his own hands.

But today he is able to compete with his perfect opponent with ease.

He doesn't have Yukimura's sense of despair, but only has a strong focus on tennis.

This concentration has reached a state where it can compete seamlessly with the opponent.

Before Xiao Haikai could enjoy it for long, he suddenly felt weak.

Just when everyone was cheering for him, he suddenly knelt on one knee, barely supporting himself with his racket.

"1-0, Germany is leading!"

The movement suddenly stopped, and Xiao Haidai himself didn't understand what it meant.

After Liu's observation.

"Ten seconds. Kirihara's concentration time is only ten seconds. This is difficult."

I thought Kirihara's condition was developing steadily over a long period of time, but I didn't expect it to be time-sensitive.

The Japanese team immediately started to worry.

Is ten seconds really enough?

Zhongdao raised his hand, touched his head and yawned.

"Are we going on stage so soon? Ten seconds might not be enough."

Just when everyone wanted to see how Kirihara would react.

"Ten seconds, right, Senior Liu? That's enough. Senior Tanejima, just rest there in peace!"

Xiao Haidai smiled confidently and cast a reassuring look at his teammates behind him.

This time it was Xiao Haidai's turn to serve.

Little Haidai was already calculating the time for the score of a game in his mind.

Think about it.

Little Kelp looked up and smiled.

"Who cares about the time limit? Just finish the game within ten seconds!"

A little kelp with its own unique way of thinking.

He was asked to figure out how to use what moves and from what angle to kill his opponent within ten seconds.

It would be better to just use all your strength every time and finish it within ten seconds.

The little kelp who figured it out squeezed the tennis ball in his hand with his knuckles until the ball was deformed.

The next second he hit his signature serve, the knuckle serve.

If nothing else, there are always some bumps and bruises in every competition.

The fierce serve was no secret at all in Seyfried's eyes, who was so flawless.

As Seyfried chased the ball and hit it back, Kelp appeared in front of the net.

The reckless little kelp shot the ball straight into the opponent's face.

Seyfried was shot in the head and flew out instantly.

After scoring the ball, Xiao Haidai raised his racket and spoke confidently.

"Ten seconds is enough!"

As Xiao Haidai spoke confidently, there was endless applause and cheers from the audience.

Seyfried, who had just gotten up from the ground, looked at Little Kelp with cold eyes.

Completely enraged.

In the subsequent competitions, whether it is speed, strength or skills.

In ten seconds, a real man's little kelp will completely crush his opponent.

For every ball, Xiao Haikai made a quick decision and ended the battle within ten seconds.

The dazzling light on Seyfried made him look like a clown jumping around on the court.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Seyfried is completely consumed by self-doubt.

At this time, Bismarck leaned against the net and gave some pointers to his younger generation with a strange personality.

"Hey, little guy, how can you let your opponent disrupt your rhythm? Ten seconds, as long as you can hold on for ten seconds, you can win.

What do you think, Seyfried? Even if you lose, you’re still second, right? "

The following puzzling sentence unexpectedly calmed Seyfried down.