Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 114 Yukimura Seiichi 38

"How arrogant!" Echizen Ryoma walked to the net: "Heads or tails?"

"I'll rebel!" She was determined to rebel, and she refused to believe she wouldn't succeed at least once!

Seeing that Ryoma Echizen had gotten himself into a good position, Qingyue rubbed her cheeks, thinking that her luck was absolutely terrible.

Yukimura Seiichi, watching from the sidelines, chuckled to himself. Was Tsukishiro just unlucky, or just plain unlucky?

Hearing the laughter, Qingyue glared at him from outside the arena.

"What's wrong, Yukimura?" Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't understand why he was laughing.

Isn't it supposed to be a heads or tails toss? What's the hidden joke here?

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something interesting." Yukimura Seiichi wasn't planning to bring up certain things.

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded; sometimes such fleeting thoughts would cross his mind.

Ryoma Echizen served first with an outside spin serve.

Qingyue dodged to the side and bent slightly to pat back.

Seeing her fight back in the first game, Ryoma Echizen felt excited, knowing that another strong player was ready to compete.

After Echizen Ryoma used most of his special moves and had them all countered by her, she scored the points.

It directly unlocked the ultimate in seamless perfection.

Qingyue raised an eyebrow. He could even glow on his own. Was he covered in fluorescent powder?

Why is it white and not green?

His hair was so flowing, did he use Pantene?

Ryoma Echizen continued serving, but the power and speed of the ball were completely different from before.

It was just a death throes.

Qingyue's eyes were sharp, and she ran quickly to the point where the ball landed, swinging it towards it.

Under the perfect technique, all of Echizen Ryoma's special moves have been greatly enhanced.

Qingyue: "They're all just fancy attacks, easily defeated."

Everyone has their own special moves. Different wind directions, different spins, and different swinging postures will change the trajectory of the ball. But you also know that changing the trajectory won't make the ball's path disappear completely. All balls have a trajectory, so you can always return them.

Ryoma Echizen's perfect timing has ended, and he can only unleash his strongest light hit.

"That's it, fall!" Qingyue swung the last ball.

Ryoma Echizen had seen her use this move before and knew that the ball was in the opposite direction, so he simply ran over the ball to the opposite direction.

With a flick of the wrist, the ball missed, passing through on the other side and falling.

Upon seeing this, Qingyue smiled.

Who says the ball is always on the opposite side? If you don't clear your mind and just swing based on your own instincts, you'll never touch the ball; it could be anywhere.

Tezuka Kunimitsu: "0:6, Echizen, you lost."

Ryoma Echizen bit his lower lip. This was the first time he had lost so miserably, just like when he used to compete against the old man.

"I will keep my promise and ask the old man to compete against you."

He also wanted to see who would win between this senior student and the old man.

Qingyue: "Okay, I'll let you know in advance when I have time."

"Thank you for your guidance." Echizen Ryoma extended his hand.

Qingyue pinched it with her fingertips for two seconds as usual and then released it.

Now Ryoma Echizen understands how Keigo Atobe felt back then; it was truly awful.

Whether it's during a match or when shaking hands.

The two most self-centered people were frustrated by the same person.

Tezuka Kunimitsu bid farewell to Echizen Ryoma, saying, "Then we'll take our leave."

"See you in a few days." Yukimura Seiichi waved to Qingyue.

The two nodded, turned and left Rikkai University's training camp area, returning to Seigaku's training camp location.

On the way, Ryoma Echizen asked, "Captain, if it were you, could you beat her?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu silently shook his head.

During Ryoma Echizen's match, he also imagined himself as her opponent and wondered if he could have taken her tennis ball.

The answer is no.

It's not that her skills are particularly outstanding; anyone could go toe-to-toe with her. It's just that she can't score points at the most crucial moments.

They are people who have witnessed the world; no one else could score like that.

Ryoma Echizen remained silent. No wonder they were targeting the old man; there was probably no one here who could fight her anymore.

Rikkai University training camp tennis courts.

Qingyue stretched her muscles and bones. She didn't want to have to experience playing matches so early in the morning for two consecutive days.

"I didn't expect that little brother to be in such a hurry. He probably came to bother Tezuka as soon as he woke up."

When Yukimura Seiichi saw them, he was also a little surprised because it was so early, only 7 o'clock.

Qingyue: "What an impatient junior."

Yukimura Seiichi handed her a towel: "You rest for a bit, I'll go catch up with Sanada and the others."

"it is good."

Yukimura Seiichi ran towards the planned route.

Her training is different from theirs; she doesn't often need to train with them.

Each time Liu Lianji showed her the day's training results, she would offer some suggestions and address their technical issues. After the competition, there was nothing more for her to do.

She said she was there to supervise them, but they didn't need her supervision at all. They were incredibly self-disciplined, and sometimes they even wished for extra training.

Compared to when they first met, their five attributes have improved significantly. Although they haven't developed any stronger special moves yet, their speed, strength, mental power, and physical strength have all increased.

While I'm resting now, I'm thinking about what to eat for lunch.

She took the lead in making some preparations, and they would help with the work, which wouldn't take long.

...

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door.

Qingyue looked towards the door. It was around 11 p.m. Who could be looking for her so late at night?

I walked over and opened the door. There stood a tall, slender figure. His hair was blue-purple, and he wasn't wearing the usual sweat towel on his head. He was dressed casually, with his jacket draped over his shoulders as usual.

"Yukimura?"

What could he possibly be up to so late at night?

"Moon City, I'd like to take you somewhere. Is now a good time?"

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes flickered; no matter how calm he appeared on the surface, he couldn't suppress the tension in his heart.

Although it's true that nighttime is not the most appropriate time, it doesn't mean that nighttime is meaningless.

Qingyue glanced at herself and said, "It's convenient. Wait a moment while I change."

"Okay, I'll wait for you under the tree next to the tennis court downstairs."

Qingyue watched his departing figure and closed the door.

I opened my backpack and thought to myself, "I should have known better than to bring a small backpack. If I had brought a small suitcase, I could have picked out a couple more clothes to look at."

I don't know where we're going. The weather here is nice, and the temperature difference between night and night isn't too great.

Put on tights, a sleeveless turtleneck sweater and fleece shorts, then a deep V-neck trench coat and belt, and finally knee-high boots. Done! Time to go out.

I opened the door and carefully peeked outside to see if anyone was there. Everyone was probably asleep.

I tiptoed out of the house; it felt a bit like I was stealing.

Reaching the tennis court, I saw Yukimura Seiichi patiently waiting under a tree, and I walked towards him with cheerful steps.

Hearing the noise, Yukimura Seiichi, who was leaning against the tree, opened his dark purple eyes and looked at her clothes. They were pretty, but climbing a mountain in that outfit would be tiring.