The Legendary Era of Miracle Players Chapter 7

The day always goes by very quickly, especially when there is something to do.

For those busy students, going to school and going home from school is just like having a meal.

"Classmate, are you really not considering joining the basketball club?"

"Based on your performance, you will most likely become a regular in your first year."

The manager of the basketball team looked at the handsome blond freshman in front of him and said expectantly.

This freshman named Kise Ryota was clearly new to basketball, but he seemed to have learned the techniques of the seniors just by watching on the sidelines and was able to reproduce them.

She had never seen such an amazing person, a true genius.

"Sorry, I'm tired of playing."

Even though the basketball team has the strength to be a national champion, to be honest, Kise isn't very interested in it. He can easily imitate the movements that group of people do. Although there is still a slight difference in speed, strength and body flexibility, that is just a sign that his physical fitness is not up to standard.

Once he grows up, those difficult movements will be as easy as breathing.

Therefore, Huang Lai does not plan to waste time in the basketball club. After all, there will always be a day when he will lose interest, so it is better to leave early.

"etc!!"

Without any fascination, Kise left the basketball club without stopping to listen to others' advice.

"Crash!"

After washing his slightly sweaty body in the sink, Kise's eyes were filled with boredom.

"Is there no sport that will catch people's eyes?"

Wiping the water droplets with a towel, Huang Lai sighed. Because of his talent, he could learn anything very quickly, especially imitating others.

Therefore, he had wanted to pursue some difficult challenges for a long time, but he had not encountered any decent sports so far.

"By the way, did you know that the tennis club has been rebuilt?"

"I know. It seems that the third-year seniors were forced to withdraw from the club, and the new freshmen reorganized the tennis club."

"It's really funny, it's full of first-year students."

Two students passed by in the corridor, and Kise listened to their conversation quietly.

"Tennis?"

"It seems I've never played it before."

"But the kind of sports that involve swinging a racket and chasing after a ball shouldn't be very difficult, just like table tennis."

Huang Lai found that he had never played tennis before, but his impression was that it didn't seem to be much different from table tennis.

With a bored look on his face, Huang Lai prepared to go to the classroom, pack his bag and leave.

Year 1, Class 9...

This is the classroom where he is.

"Well, I remember there was a classmate named Qingfeng who also played tennis in our class?"

Looking out the window, if Huang Lai remembered correctly, it seemed that he could directly see the tennis court behind the teaching building from this classroom on the second floor.

And there was also a weird guy in their class who was keen on playing tennis.

Picking up the schoolbag, turning it over his shoulder and holding it with his backhand, Kise approached the window and looked towards the tennis court.

"Whoosh!"

"Snapped!"

(What a fast speed... and that movement?)

Kise immediately recognized Damon Cole who was playing tennis on the court and was surprised by his performance.

In the sight, Qingfeng was returning the ball in a completely irregular posture, but even with that awkward posture he was still able to easily hit the ball back into the opponent's court.

But this strange running movement makes it hard to believe that it is a sport that involves swinging a racket.

"It looks a bit interesting..."

It was rare that Kise was a little fascinated by what he saw. Just as he witnessed the white-haired man swinging the racket, something incredible happened.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!"

...

"boom!"

The schoolbag hit the ground, and Kise showed an expression of confusion.

"what happened?"

He leaned his hands on the windowsill excitedly, staring at the ball on the tennis court with wide eyes in shock.

At that moment just now, the white-haired guy swung the racket, and the tennis ball actually made a shrill bird sound, as if many birds were singing together.

What was even more surprising was that Kise seemed to see blue lightning.

Is this tennis?

However, what was beyond his expectation was that although Qingfeng did not catch the mysterious return ball this time, he touched it the next time.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!"

"Over there?"

Facing the "Chidori" that was attacking again, Qingfeng quickly turned around and ran, holding out his racket.

"Snapped!"

But unfortunately, the scratches on the top of the racket showed that the distance was just a hair's breadth away.

"Hey, another one, Adrian Cross!"

"You are a monster, right? What have you been doing recently that doesn't rely on your eyes but purely on your senses? You are not even a human anymore, have you evolved into a wild animal?"

"Hit! Hit!"

...

Listening to the conversation between Damon Cole and Shirako, Kise's arms began to tremble, and his fingers on the windowsill unconsciously began to contract and exert force.

"Oops..."

"I can't stop shaking."

"Isn't this available?"

It was a completely excessive expression of excitement, and Kise couldn't control the shaking all over his body.

Baseball? Basketball? Swimming? Track and field? Table tennis? Badminton?

Nothing could make Kise feel so shocked and excited.

The white-haired man's swing and hitting of the ball was beyond Kise's imagination.

A flash of lightning?

It seemed that this was the only way he could describe it. In the blink of an eye, the ball had already fallen into the opponent's court.

He couldn't even catch the trajectory of the ball with his eyes.

Forget about catching the ball. He tried to imitate the opponent's mediocre racket swing, but this time he didn't feel like he had learned anything.

As a result, he seemed to have been injected with hormones, and his whole body became "hot-blooded".

"Finally found!"

"A sport that keeps me going!"

His lips couldn't help but curl into a curve, his eyes widened, and Huang Lai finally made up his mind.

he...!

Want to play tennis!

Thinking of this, Huang Lai did not rush to leave the school, but stood on the second floor and observed the game between Baimao and Qingfeng until it was over. He left the classroom with unfulfilled desire.

On the way home, he went into a bookstore and picked out a book called "Introduction to Tennis Basics".

He had never played tennis before, although he had played table tennis, but it was completely different.

Therefore, it is necessary to understand the rules and basic gestures and how to hold the racket.

Imitation also requires the most basic foundation. It is not enough to just copy a tiger and draw a cat.

"I still have to get a tennis racket..."

"Okay! Let's go to the shopping street and join the tennis club tomorrow!"

Already feeling a bit "hungry and thirsty", Kise couldn't wait to run towards the shopping street.

(Tomorrow is really exciting...)

There has never been a day that made Huang Lai look forward to the arrival of tomorrow so much.

As a result, his excitement led him to spend a sleepless night in bed, but that is another story.