This was the anti-theft badge.
Sanada frowned and adjusted her hat.
She stared at Prince Ren with a serious expression. "He has done it before.
It looks like a 'tempered to the extreme' move. "
"We can't be sure if he has entered the state of selflessness.
After all, we still don't know enough about this level. "Liu thought about it and said.
Yukimura glanced at Prince Ren and felt that this was not the state of selflessness.
However, he couldn't tell what it was from just one match.
He could tell.
It was just that Prince Ren's reading and understanding of the game was stronger than he thought.
Where was this guy's bottom line?
He thought he was a reserve doubles player.
Did he underestimate him?
"At least from the looks of it.
His individual ability is stronger than the other three, "Yukimura said.
He smiled and turned to look at Sanada. "You think so too, right?"
Sanada, who had been teased about the apparent contradiction between the two, pressed down the brim of her hat.
She coughed and didn't say anything.
Jiyuan, who wasn't listening to the three seniors' conversation, leaned against the net to recover his strength. (Damn it, are these people monsters? Their legs aren't weak after so long of physical training?!)
He watched the game absent-mindedly.
As a freshman, he didn't really understand the charm of doubles.
He thought that only singles were a game for the brave.
But when it came to teamwork …
Ha, how could anyone keep up with his footsteps?
If Prince Ren knew about this,
He would probably rub the head of the freshman team for a while.
Unfortunately, the freshman didn't learn from his mistakes.
Even if he was pressed to the ground, he might not know who the culprit was. Prince Ren could use his position to take revenge and cheat.
What was doubles?
To Prince Ren, doubles wasn't just about becoming comrades-in-arms and sharing the same battlefield as he told Yanagi.
There was more, and it was more interesting. It was about cultivating an enemy who knew him best and whose strength was closest to his.
Only when a person has an enemy can they continue to improve, and a partner in doubles is the guide of a competitive spirit and the motivation to move forward.
Although he had missed the process of "nurturing" a partner.
Prince Ren licked his lips and lowered his body.
He stared at Marui on the other side of the net.
They were very close to each other.
They were closer to each other than they should be in a regular formation.
This was a very dangerous distance.
Once the battle began, there was no room for defense or relaxation. The only thing one could do was to use the fastest rhythm to disrupt the opponent's footsteps.
Prince Ren knew that intercepting was Marui's forte, especially intercepting in front of the net.
However, at this moment, he was full of confidence.
It was not only because of Marui's apparent lack of physical strength, but also because of the changes in "Qi" that his eyes could see and his body could feel.
People could be deceived by their eyes, but all five senses plus intuition (also known as the sixth sense) pointed to what he believed to be the "truth".
He moved before he spoke, but this time he didn't open his mouth to indicate a direction.
But when he swung the racket, his eyes and movements were clear. "If you want to play intercepting, why don't you start with me?"
Marui, who had not fully recovered his physical strength, gritted his teeth and couldn't even blow a bubble. But in the face of Prince Ren's "provocation", he still swung the racket. His confidence in intercepting would not decrease because of his condition.
I'm a genius!
His red hair was drenched in sweat, and the ends of his hair flew in the air as he moved at high speed. The angle of his wrist and elbow rotation was still exquisite.
This was a precise and beautiful intercepting technique that could be praised with dozens of lines of words. Combined with the red-haired boy's physical condition, it achieved a lethality that was difficult to achieve in front of the net.
Speed, strength, angle, rotation.
Despite being in a tired state, Marui's intercepting still retained the level of his self-proclaimed "genius".
And Prince Ren, who had taken a step half a beat earlier, still accurately arrived at the spot where the ball would land. This gave him more time to prepare to return the ball, which was difficult to return in theory.
His movements were much simpler and cruder than Marui's. Even when he intercepted, the angle of his wrist and elbow were clean and neat. Compared to rotation, he pursued the speed brought by strength more. Compared to Marui, his poor stamina and strength were actually considered strong points.
A tug-of-war of intercepting unfolded in a situation where one was intentional and the other was unintentional. The shadow of the ball was captured before the sound. What the eyes saw and what the ears heard were not in the same rhythm.
Yanagi stared at the front of the court, sweat oozing from his forehead. He was almost dizzy because of the shadow of the ball.
Compared to the people in the court, the three powerhouses outside the court were more aware of the strangeness of this duel.
"The rhythm of their footwork doesn't match." Willow opened his eyes slightly and sighed. "Prince Ren's rhythm is too smooth."
The silver-haired teenager's running and swinging of the racket stepped on a subtle node. It looked like he was entertaining himself, but he was able to step on the timing of Marui's return every time. He was even able to catch Marui's occasional lapses in rhythm through the appropriate timing of the racket.
This made this duel look like a feeding game.
But in fact, this was not the case. If one looked carefully at the movements of the two people, one would find that Marui's return skills were more exquisite.
Then what was going on?
Was it to control the court?
Or was it the rhythm?
"This shouldn't be simple control of the court.
Simple control of the court is not like Prince Ren's, "Willow said.
Yukimura slightly restrained his smile and said to himself, "Spiritual power …?"
"Essence?"
"I think I know what it is."
Yukimura smiled again. "To be able to do this, Prince Ren has improved a lot recently."
"Or rather, he has found a direction to develop." Willow guessed Yukimura's words and concluded.
They looked at each other for a few seconds and tacitly decided to change the training list for Prince Ren.
On the other side, the intercepting duel was about to end.
Marui had almost exhausted the last of his strength. His swinging of the racket became slower and slower.
Prince Ren, on the other hand, was the opposite.
He should have been tired, but he was not.
There was something uncontrollable deep in his body that spread throughout his body.
He seemed to be burning up because of it, but also as if his whole body was soaked in cold water.
But in fact, these feelings were illusory. He could feel that every swing of his racket was stronger than the previous one, and every breath he took was easier than the previous one.
Slap — Hiss —
The crisp sound of the ball hitting the racket.
The tennis ball landed on the post and slid along the net for more than ten centimeters before landing lightly on the ground.
Marui, who was breathing with his hands on his knees, raised his head in disbelief. "You actually copied this genius' move?!"
"It's mine once I learn it."
Prince Ren shrugged. "Don't expect me to shout 'Next is the great genius Marui's tightrope walk' when I use the move."
"… Damn it, when did you learn it?!"
Marui gasped angrily. His voice was hoarse due to his heavy breathing, which made his voice weak. "I only used it once in the Kanto Tournament!"
"You learned it after watching it." Prince Ren blinked and spread his hands at Marui. "Puri ~"
Marui was speechless.
He really wanted to cut ties with him.
After this ball, there was almost no suspense in the game.
Whether it was Prince Ren's prediction and personal strength, or Yanagi's precise and neat movements, they were all better than his teammates thought.
In fact, these two players, who were teaming up for the first time, did show a commendable tacit understanding during the game.
No, no, no, it wasn't that they acted according to one command. It was more of a psychological pressure move.
It was just that Prince Ren didn't say that Yanagi also understood Prince Ren's intentions. In the second half of the game, the two had some classic doubles cooperation.
"You played well." Yukimura concluded.
He glanced at Marui, who sat on the ground with a pale face and drenched body after the game ended, and at Kuwabara and Yanagi, who were also a little out of breath but were much better than Marui. He then looked at Prince Ren, who was also a little embarrassed, but the light in his eyes was particularly obvious.
His smile deepened. "Let me say a few words."
"Bunta, your problem is very obvious. You know it yourself, right?" Yukimura said.
Marui wiped his sweat with his hand and nodded.
"Find a way to improve your physical fitness.
Of course, physical fitness training needs to be done step by step. You can't rush it. "
Yukimura thought for a moment and said, "You can consider other methods, such as replenishing your physical strength in the middle of the game."
"Bananas?"
"Chocolate cake?"
Prince Ren and Marui spoke together.
Then they stood and sat down and looked at each other.
Marui said righteously, "Bananas aren't as delicious as chocolate cake.
I'll be super energetic with cake! "
Prince Ren was speechless.
"It's fine as long as you think it's good. After all, everyone's physique is different.
But don't eat until you get sick. "
Yukimura finished speaking and turned to Kuwabara. "Kuwabara, your physical strength and defensive ability are above average, but only above average.
You can choose to further improve your ability in these areas, or you can make up for your other shortcomings.
This will be decided based on your position.
My suggestion is to make up for your shortcomings and develop into an all-around player. "
Kuwabara nodded.
"Yanagi, you still have a lot of room for growth.
But this also means that you have to have a better concept of your development direction, and you have to do targeted practice with a purpose.
You know that, right?
You lack time more than any of them. "
Yanagi nodded.
Yukimura continued, "My suggestion is that your whipping is good, and you can consider developing more offensive moves in this area.
Also, the ability to read the game.
There's no other way except to play more games. "
"And then Prince Ren." Yukimura paused for a moment. "Prince Ren, you … your recent progress has been …"
"Xuanhuan?" Prince Ren answered.
Xingcun couldn't help but laugh. "If you think so yourself.
I think you already have a basic concept of your tennis. I don't think I need to say more, right? "
"About this … I want to make an appointment first." Prince Ren was a little hesitant. "There are some things I don't understand yet, but …"
"If you don't know how to say it, you can put it aside first.
You're not that anxious, are you? "
"You're right." Prince Ren breathed a sigh of relief. "It's not that urgent."
Maybe.
Yukimura couldn't tell what Prince Ren was worried about. In his eyes, although Prince Ren's development direction was a little confusing, his progress was very gratifying. "If you have any worries, you can talk to me."
"I will, minister." Prince Ren lowered his voice and said the word "minister", and then smiled.
He licked his lips. "Is it the minister's special psychology classroom?"
"It's a discussion of worries." Yukimura curved his eyebrows. "A discussion of the worries of teenagers."
"But the effect is very similar to the 'Extreme of Overflowing Talent.'" Liu muttered.
Sanada frowned and tidied her hat. She stared at Prince Ren with a serious expression. "He has done it before. It looks like the 'Extreme of Over and Over' move."
"We can't be sure if he has entered the state of selflessness. After all, our understanding of this level is still too little." Liu thought about it and said.
Yukimura glanced at Prince Ren and felt that it was not the state of selflessness.
However, he couldn't tell what it was from just one game.
He could only tell that Prince Ren's reading and understanding of the game was better than what he remembered.
Where was this guy's bottom line?
Did he underestimate him by thinking that he was just a reserve doubles player?
"At least from the looks of it, his individual ability is stronger than the other three," Yukimura said.
He smiled and turned his head to look at Sanada. "You think so too, don't you?"
It was not the first time that Sanada was teased about the apparent conflict between the two of them. She pressed the brim of her hat down and coughed without saying anything.
Jiyuan, who was not listening to the conversation between the three seniors, leaned against the net and recovered his strength. (Damn it! Are these people monsters? Their legs aren't weak after doing so much physical training?!)
He looked at the game absent-mindedly.
As a freshman, he did not understand the charm of doubles. He thought that singles was a game for the brave.
But when it came to teamwork …
Ha, how could anyone keep up with my footsteps?
If Prince Ren knew about this kind of view, he would probably rub the head of the first year students, who was the favorite of the group, for a while.
Unfortunately, the freshman did not learn from his mistakes. Even if he was beaten to the ground, he might not know who the culprit was. It would not be difficult for Prince Ren to take revenge on him.
What was doubles?
For King Ren, the double fight was not just about becoming comrades-in-arms and sharing the same battlefield as he had told Liu Sheng.
There was more to it, and it was more interesting. It was about cultivating an enemy who understood him the best and whose strength was closest to his.
Only when a person has an enemy can they continue to improve, and a partner in doubles is the guide of a competitive spirit and the motivation to move forward.
Although he missed the process of "cultivating" a partner.
Prince Ren licked his lips, lowered his body, and stared at Marui on the other side of the net.
They were very close to each other, closer than they should be in a regular formation.
This was a very dangerous distance. Once intercepting began, there was no room for defense or relaxation. He could only use the fastest rhythm to disrupt the opponent's footsteps.
Prince Ren knew that intercepting was Marui's strength, especially in front of the net.
But he was very confident.
Not only because of Marui's obvious lack of stamina, but also because of the changes in "Qi" that he could see and feel with his eyes.
People could be deceived by their eyes, but his five senses and intuition (also known as his sixth sense) all pointed to what he believed to be the "truth."
He moved before he made a sound, but this time he did not open his mouth to indicate a direction.
But his eyes and movements were clear when he swung the racket. "If you want to play intercepting, why don't you start with me?"
Marui, who had not fully recovered his stamina, gritted his teeth and could not even blow bubbles. But in the face of Prince Ren's "provocation," he still swung the racket. His confidence in intercepting would not decrease because of his condition.
I'm a genius!
His red hair was drenched in sweat. The ends of his hair flew in the air as he moved at high speed. The angle of his wrist and elbow were still exquisite.
This was a precise and beautiful intercepting technique that could be praised with dozens of lines of words. Combined with the red-haired boy's physical condition, it achieved a lethality that was difficult to achieve in front of the net.
Speed, strength, angle, rotation.
Although he was in a tired state, Marui's intercepting still retained his self-proclaimed "genius" level.
Prince Ren moved half a beat ahead of time, but still accurately arrived at the landing point of the ball. He also had more time to prepare to return the ball, which was theoretically difficult to return.
His movements were much simpler and cruder than Marui's. The angle of his wrist and elbow were clean and neat. Compared to rotation, he pursued speed brought about by strength. Compared to Marui, his poor stamina and strength were actually his strong points.
A tug-of-war of intercepting unfolded in a situation where one person had the intention and the other person had the intention. The shadow of the ball was captured before the sound. What the eyes saw and what the ears heard were not in the same rhythm.
Yanagi stared at the front of the court. Sweat oozed from his forehead. He was almost dizzy because of the shadow of the ball.
Compared to the people in the court, the three giants outside the court were more aware of the strangeness of this duel.
"The rhythm of the two of them doesn't match." Willow opened his eyes slightly and sighed. "Prince Ren's rhythm is too smooth."
The silver-haired teenager's running and swinging of the racket stepped on a subtle node. It looked like he was entertaining himself, but he was able to step on the timing of Marui's return every time. He was even able to catch Marui's occasional lapses in rhythm through the appropriate timing of the racket.
This made this duel look like a feeding game.
But in fact, this was not the case. If one looked carefully at the movements of the two people, one would find that Marui's return skills were more exquisite.
Then what was going on?
Was it to control the court?
Or was it the rhythm?
"This shouldn't be a simple control of the court.
Simple control of the court is not like Prince Ren's, "Willow said.
Yukimura slightly restrained his smile and said to himself, "Spiritual power …?"
"Essence?"
"I almost know what it is."
Yukimura smiled again. "To be able to do this, Prince Ren has improved a lot recently."
"Or rather, he has found the direction of development." Willow guessed Yukimura's words and concluded.
They looked at each other for a few seconds and tacitly decided to change the training list for Prince Ren.
On the other side, the intercepting duel was about to end.
Marui had almost exhausted the last of his strength. His swinging of the racket became slower and slower.
Prince Ren, on the other hand, was the opposite.
He should be tired, but in fact, he was not.
There was something uncontrollable deep in his body that spread throughout his whole body.
He seemed to be hot because of it, but also as if his whole body was soaked in cold water.
But in fact, these feelings were illusory. He could feel that every swing of his racket was stronger than the previous one, and every breath was lighter than the previous one.
Slap — Hiss —
The crisp sound of the racket.
The tennis ball landed on the goalpost and slid along the net for more than ten centimeters before landing lightly on the ground.
Marui, who was breathing with his hands on his knees, raised his head in disbelief. "You actually copied this genius' move?!"
"It's mine after I learned it."
Prince Ren shrugged. "Don't expect me to shout 'Next is the great genius Marui's tightrope walk' when I use the move."
"… Damn it, when did you learn it?!"
Marui gasped in anger. His voice was hoarse from the violent breathing, making his voice weak. "I only used it once in the Kanto Tournament!"
"Just watch and you'll learn." Prince Ren blinked and spread his hands at Marui. "Puri ~"
Marui was speechless.
He really wanted to cut ties with him.
After this ball, there was almost no suspense in the game.
Whether it was Prince Ren's prediction and personal strength, or Yanagi's precise and nimble movements, they were all better than his teammates thought.
These two players, who were teaming up for the first time, did show a commendable tacit understanding during the game.
No, no, no, it wasn't that they acted according to one command. It was more of a psychological pressure move.
It was just that Prince Ren didn't say that Yanagi also understood Prince Ren's intentions. In the second half of the game, the two had some classic doubles cooperation.
"You played well." Yukimura concluded.
He glanced at Marui, who sat on the ground with a pale face and drenched body after the game ended, and at Kuwabara and Yanagi, who were also a little out of breath but were much better than Marui. He then looked at Prince Ren, who was also a little embarrassed, but the light in his eyes was particularly obvious.
His smile deepened. "Let me say a few words."
"Bunta, your problem is very obvious. You know it yourself, right?" Yukimura said.
Marui wiped his sweat with his hand and nodded.
"Find a way to improve your physical fitness.
Of course, physical fitness training needs to be done step by step. You can't rush it. "
Yukimura thought for a moment and said, "You can consider other methods, such as replenishing your physical strength in the middle of the game."
"Bananas?"
"Chocolate cake?"
Prince Ren and Marui spoke together.
Then they stood and sat down and looked at each other.
Marui said righteously, "Bananas aren't as delicious as chocolate cake.
I'll be super energetic with cake! "
Prince Ren was speechless.
"It's fine as long as you think it's good. After all, everyone's physique is different.
But don't eat too much. "
Yukimura finished speaking and turned to Kuwabara. "Kuwabara, your physical strength and defensive ability are above average, but only above average.
You can choose to further improve your ability in these areas, or you can make up for your other shortcomings.
This will be decided based on your position.
My suggestion is to make up for your shortcomings and develop into an all-around player. "
Kuwabara nodded.
"Yanagi, you still have a lot of room for growth.
But this also means that you have to have a better concept of your development direction and do targeted practice with a purpose.
You know that, right?
You lack time more than any of them. "
Yanagi nodded.
Yukimura continued, "My suggestion is that your whipping is good. You can consider developing more offensive moves based on this.
Also, the ability to read the game.
There's no other way except to play more games. "
"And then there's King Ren." Xing Cun paused for a moment. "King Ren, you … recently, your progress has been …"
"Xuanhuan?" Prince Ren answered.
Xingcun couldn't help but laugh. "If you think so yourself.
I think you already have a basic concept of your tennis. I don't think I need to say more, right? "
"About this … I want to make an appointment first." Prince Ren hesitated. "I still don't understand some things, but …"
"If you don't know how to say it, you can put it aside first.
You shouldn't be in such a hurry, right? "
"You're right." Prince Ren breathed a sigh of relief. "It's not that urgent."
Maybe.
Yukimura couldn't see what Prince Ren was worried about. In his eyes, although Prince Ren's development direction was a little confusing, his progress was very gratifying. "If you have any worries, you can talk to me."
"I will, minister." Prince Ren lowered his voice and said the word minister, then smiled.
He licked his lips. "Minister's special psychology classroom?"
"It's a discussion of worries." Yukimura smiled. "A discussion of worries among teenagers."