Hearing this, Tezuka fell into silence.
Why play tennis?
It started because I liked it.
Later, he became the pillar of Qingxue.
He promised Minister Yamato that he would lead Seigaku to advance to the national competition!
Has this love gone bad without realizing it?
Until now, even he himself can't tell whether he really gambled his arm for Qingxue, or whether he gambled his arm because he purely likes tennis and wants to challenge Jindai.
Or maybe it's both.
Tezuka's expression was a little dazed.
"Being the pillar of Qingxue is not your responsibility alone. Look at your partners. If you don't even dare to entrust your responsibilities to your partners, how can you become stronger?"
"How can you challenge me?!" Jindai Lan changed the topic and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
Tachibana: "Tezuka limited his own development by being stuck in a small area like Seigaku."
"Now Tezuka needs to remove this shackles, he should be free." Chitose nodded.
Qian: "It's really arrogant. I thought Jindai was talking about trusting your partners, but I didn't expect that he regarded himself as the ultimate target that we need to challenge."
"He is such a confident man who has been walking on this invincible road." Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes and said solemnly.
At this moment, he finally understood why Shendailan was so powerful, because from the beginning, he was not standing at a height that they could look up to.
"Damn it, Minister, Qingxue and us, let's give it a try!!" Takeshi Momoro looked like he was generous and sacrificed, and shouted loudly: "Let this guy see your strength!"
"Tezuka." Oishi looked complicated.
As the deputy minister, he was with Tezuka from beginning to end and witnessed the injury and healing of Tezuka's elbow.
It also witnessed Tezuka’s mental journey along the way.
At first, Tezuka loved tennis more than anyone else.
But since he became the so-called "pillar", he has shouldered more responsibilities than everyone else.
When the third graders graduate and Tezuka and the others are promoted to the second grade, it means that they need to take on the responsibilities of the game.
Those in Qingxue who have some ability have graduated, and the remaining third-year students are basically rubbish.
In this case, the situation of the Qingxue Tennis Club is undoubtedly getting worse.
As the director, Tezuka gathered the tennis club together, selected talented players, discussed each person's training plan and development direction with his predecessors, and finally, after hard work, formed the current main team.
Oishi clearly knew what Tezuka was carrying along the way.
He couldn't remember the last time he saw Tezuka's smile.
"Tezuka." Oishi clenched the railing tightly and shouted: "Tezuka, concentrate on the ground!!"
Just like Tezuka likes to encourage everyone before every game.
Focus on the ground!
Tezuka Kunimitsu felt his body's blood boiling, and the way he looked at Kamishiro Ai completely changed.
"Kamidai, this time, I am playing tennis to defeat you." Tezuka said to himself.
In the fifth game, Tezuka Kunimitsu served.
"Huh." Tezuka threw the tennis ball with his racket and stared at it intently. At this moment, the only thing in his world was tennis.
Bend your knees, stand on tiptoes, and buckle down.
A set of movements was completed in one go, with no trace of sluggishness at all.
The tennis ball passed through half the court like a sharp arrow and landed at the feet of Jindai Lan.
When it bounced up, Jindailan took a step back and swung it like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.
"Bang." The tennis ball flew back at a faster speed and directly hit Tezuka's racket.
"30-0."
Tezuka remained undaunted and continued to serve.
"You haven't given up yet? It's a pity that your will is out of proportion to your strength." Jindailan took a step forward, and invisible airflow seemed to be lingering on the racket.
With the explosion, the tennis ball carried a shock wave, passed Tezuka's side, and flew out of bounds. The air flow it brought up even rolled up Tezuka's bangs, revealing a pair of slightly shocked brown eyes.
Has the speed increased?
Tezuka subconsciously tightened the racket in his hand, and his heart sank a little again.
Even if I turn on selflessness now, it will be difficult to return a ball like that due to the influence of my arm.
but.
But he became more and more excited.
This feeling is like facing the God of Blue two years ago.
They are both unable to defeat each other, but they are surprisingly addictive.
At this moment, Tezuka Kunimitsu suddenly realized.
It turns out that this feeling has always been what I was looking for.
In the past, it was never external factors that limited ourselves, but ourselves.
"Incredible, is this the strength of Kamidai Blue?" Kandai, who was watching the game, said with a bitter look on his face: "Kamidai didn't use any ball skills at all in this game, but the power and speed of the ball made it impossible for even Tezuka to hit back. This What a terrifying foundation. In terms of physical fitness alone, he has already left all of us far behind. He is definitely the strongest in the junior high school."
"How terrible would it be if he were applying his skills?" Gan muttered to himself, frustration showing in his eyes.
Others' average A is greater than your own ultimate move. This gap is already big enough.
Qian Qingming knew that even if he practiced hard for a few more years, he might not be the opponent of the current Gods.
For a tennis player, this is hopeless.
"Tezuka must find a way to regain feeling in his left hand, otherwise he will not be able to score a point. This is destined to be a painful game."
"Pain? Gan, look at Tezuka, he actually enjoys it." It was obviously a very tense competition atmosphere, but Fuji Shusuke said with a smile.
Qian looked over and found that Tezuka had a smile on his face.
Their jaws suddenly dropped.
Is this really the Minister Iceberg they know?
"Kamidai, you are really strong. Just like two years ago, all I feel in you is the unknown." Tezuka looked at Jindai and said every word.
"I want to thank you for letting me know how weak I am without my left hand, and for letting me see that tennis is such an interesting sport."
A more dazzling light suddenly bloomed from Tezuka's body. Even passers-by outside the stadium could see the light rising into the sky. Everyone except Kamishiro Ai covered their eyes.
"Buzz." The shadow behind Jindailan moved.
"Oh? Can't wait to join the game with your left arm? Tezuka Kunimitsu's flawless and fully healed arm may be able to relieve my boredom." Kamishiro Blue patted Shizuku's mouth.
"Old man, are you ready for a big fight?"
The meat beast squirmed in its esophagus, and finally spat out an arm. In the frightened eyes of everyone, the arm flew towards Tezuka and merged into the shadow.
My left hand regained consciousness!
Tezuka Kunimitsu concentrated and tentatively raised his left arm.
Shockingly, my left arm felt more comfortable than ever before.
It seemed like all the pain was gone.
Although the left arm was healed before, I always feel that there will be some sequelae.
Whether it's daily life or practice, I still feel a little uncomfortable.
But now, his left arm feels as flexible and comfortable as it did before the injury.
"So that's it. It turns out that your Shijie is healing me and my opponent. What a respectable move this is. Are you still as confident as ever, firmly convinced that I can't defeat you even in my heyday?"
"I think I understand you somewhat. It's lonely at high places."
Tezuka's lips curled up.
"I'm happy to be playing on the same court as you two years later."
(End of chapter)
