GBP Chapter 115 Jing Shi, have you heard of U17?
Chapter 115 Jing Shi, have you heard of U17?
Wang Yueling, having watched the spectacle to her heart's content, shook her head with a smile, took out the coach's whistle from her pocket, and blew it once.
"Beep~"
The crisp whistle echoed across the field.
The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent. Everyone instinctively stood in two neat rows, one for Hyotei and one for Rikkai, moving as quickly as well-trained soldiers.
Yukimura watched this scene with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Especially when he saw that Sanada hadn't even had time to adjust the brim of his hat before he stood up straight, his smile deepened.
Wang Yueling walked to the front of the group, her azure eyes sweeping over everyone, her voice steady and powerful.
"The two assessments have now come to a successful conclusion."
He looked in the direction of Atobe and Sanada and smiled.
"The first match, Atobe versus Sanada, showed us a clash between top fighters, a testament to patience and perseverance. The second match, Kirihara versus Kabaji, showcased the growth and breakthroughs of two younger players."
"Everyone watched the whole game, and I hope you can learn something from it. Don't just look at the wins and losses; look at the strengths of others and reflect on your own shortcomings."
"From now on, you can choose to begin the inter-school challenge."
"As I said before, be responsible for yourself."
"Don't do it half-heartedly, that will only waste your own time."
At this point, Mochizuki Ryo turned to look at Yukimura beside her, a gentle smile curving her lips.
"It just so happens that the Rikkai coach is here today. So, let's invite Coach Yukimura to say a few words to everyone."
Mochizuki Ryo was the first to clap, and then the students from Hyotei and Rikkai followed suit.
A thunderous applause erupted, echoing across the empty stadium.
Yukimura looked at Mochizuki Ryo with a smile in his eyes. He slowly walked to Mochizuki Ryo's side and stopped.
In that instant, his aura completely changed. The gentle, smiling boy from before was gone, replaced by the composure and authority of the captain of Rikkai University's tennis club.
The smile was gone from his violet-blue eyes, replaced only by the calm and sharpness of a king.
His gaze slowly swept over everyone at Rikkai University, from Sanada to Yanagi, from Niou to Kirihara.
Everyone he saw instinctively straightened their backs.
Then, he turned his gaze to the Hyotei team and nodded slightly to Atobe. Atobe also raised his chin in response.
Finally, his gaze fell on Mochizuki Ryo. Their eyes met in mid-air, and a hint of tenderness flashed in Yukimura's eyes, but it quickly returned to its calm.
"Hello everyone, I am Yukimura Seiichi, captain of the Rikkai University tennis club."
His voice was clear and crisp, like the tinkling of a spring, yet it carried an undeniable power.
"During this week's training camp, I followed up on everyone's training progress every day via video. Coach Ling's training plan is very scientific and effective. I have seen everyone's progress, whether it is the Hyotei team members or the Rikkai team members, they have all grown a lot since a week ago."
He turned his head slightly, glanced at Wang Yueling, and looked at her with sincere gratitude in his eyes.
Wang Yueling stood next to him, hands in her pockets, a smirk on her lips, her expression perfectly smug.
"Here, I would like to express my special thanks to Coach Ling. Thank you for your meticulous guidance to the Rikkai team members, and thank you for everything you have done for this training camp."
Wang Yueling smiled at him and winked.
Yukimura withdrew his gaze and looked at the members of Hyotei.
"At the same time, I would also like to thank all the members of Hyotei. Thank you for your cooperation and understanding this week, and thank you for bringing so many exciting matches to the Rikkai team."
"The Kanto Tournament is starting in less than a week."
"I hope everyone can translate what they've learned from this training camp into strength on the field. And achieve results that satisfy you at the Kanto Tournament."
His gaze fell on Sanada and lingered for a moment.
Sanada stood ramrod straight, his eyes beneath the brim of his hat looking at him, and he nodded slightly.
Yukimura's gaze then shifted to Atobe.
Atobe crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, met his gaze with his icy blue eyes, and curled the corners of his mouth into a slight smile.
Yukimura's lips curved into a slight smile.
"I also hope that our two schools will have the opportunity to conduct such joint training camps again in the future, so that we can learn from each other and make progress together."
"I've finished speaking."
As soon as he finished speaking, applause erupted again, even more enthusiastic than before.
The Rikkai students looked at Yukimura standing at the front of the line, and a complex emotion welled up in their hearts.
There was excitement, emotion, and the relief of having it all back.
Their minister, the "Son of God" who led them to two consecutive championships.
He's finally going to stand on the court again and create his miracle.
Ryou Mochizuki stood beside Yukimura, gazing at his profile. The setting sun cast its golden rays upon Yukimura's face, softening his features. His eyes were resolute and confident, radiating a dazzling light.
He liked Yukimura the way he was.
Standing before the crowd, he was neither arrogant nor humble, neither impatient nor agitated, speaking gently and confidently, drawing everyone's attention. It wasn't because he was so strong, nor because he was the "son of God," but because his mere presence brought a sense of peace.
Looking at Yukimura was like looking at the most dazzling star in the world. The pride welling up from the bottom of his heart made him unable to help but smile.
Yukimura seemed to notice his gaze, turned his head, and smiled at him.
A clear smile shone in his purplish-blue eyes.
Wang Yueling's cheeks flushed, and he quickly turned his head away and cleared his throat.
"Alright, dismissed!"
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone quickly dispersed and headed to their respective fields.
Some went to prepare for the challenge against their schoolmates, some went to be referees, and some stayed on the sidelines to watch the game.
Summer nights come early.
It was just past five o'clock, and the orange-red sunset had already sunk behind the mountains, leaving only a faint ray of light on the horizon.
The lights on the field came on one by one, illuminating the entire field as if it were daytime.
The evening breeze, carrying the dampness of the lake, blew gently, bringing a touch of coolness.
Mochizuki Ryo pulled Yukimura's wrist and walked towards the edge of the court.
"Come on, I'll take you to see the other players' matches." His tone was excited. "Everyone has improved a lot this week; you'll be amazed."
Yukimura let him pull her along, walking briskly beside him.
"it is good."
The two walked side by side under the lamplight, their shadows stretched long and close together.
The stadium was bustling with activity.
Ryo Mochizuki led Yukimura through the various sports fields, quietly discussing each person's progress and shortcomings with him.
"Look over there, Liuhepu Mountain."
"Liu has improved a lot during this period, not only in teaching younger players, but also in his own tennis skills."
"Pu Shan is a promising first-year student with good potential and talent. He can be groomed for next year's starting lineup. Liu's choice of him as his opponent must also have this in mind."
Yukimura listened attentively, nodding occasionally. He looked at the boys sweating on the court with earnest eyes.
The two walked to the edge of the court where Marui and Kuwabara were playing.
Marui stood at the net, leaping nimbly and hitting beautiful volleys. Kuwamoto ran back and forth along the baseline, steadily catching every ball.
"Look at Bunta."
Mochizuki Ryo leaned close to Yukimura's ear and whispered, "His reaction time at the net is 0.2 seconds faster than before, and his volleys are at more difficult angles. However, his stamina is still the same; he can't play long games."
Yukimura nodded, his gaze falling on Marui on the field.
"Yes, he has definitely improved," Yukimura said softly. "His touch is still as good as ever."
"Kuwabara's stamina has also improved."
Mochizuki Ryo continued, "He used to only be able to play three games at most, but now he can play five without any problem. However, his offense is still too weak; he only knows how to defend."
The two walked to the side, to the arena where Niou and Yagyu were competing.
Niou is disguised as Yanagi, playing data tennis. Yanagi stands at the baseline, elegantly swinging his racket and hitting precise laser balls.
"Yaji's deception skills are getting more and more sophisticated."
Watching the match, Mochizuki Ryo remarked, "He can even mimic Liu's stats so perfectly. But he's still too playful; sometimes he loses matches because of his pranks."
"Hirou's laser ball is also more powerful now." Yukimura was very satisfied with their progress. "And his defense is much more solid than before."
Wang Yueling waved to the butler, Yuanye, who was not far away. Yuanye immediately understood and brought over two rattan chairs and a light cashmere blanket.
"It's windy by the lake tonight, wear this on so you don't catch a cold."
Yukimura pulled the blanket around him closer; it smelled faintly of lavender, which was very pleasant. A warm feeling filled his heart, and he looked up and smiled at Mochizuki Ryo.
"Thanks."
"Why are you being so polite with me?" Wang Yueling sat down next to him, her azure eyes curving into crescents.
The two sat side by side on wicker chairs, watching the intense match on the field. A gentle evening breeze blew, ruffling Yukimura's purplish-blue hair and Mochizuki Ryo's golden hair.
For a moment, no one spoke. A quiet and warm atmosphere filled the air.
After a while, the smile on Wang Yueling's face gradually faded.
He looked at the two doubles pairs playing on the court and asked softly, "Seiichi, have you ever thought that these two doubles pairs might one day split up and play separately?"
Upon hearing this, Yukimura turned his head with some confusion and looked at Mochizuki Ryo.
Why do you say that?
Ryo Mochizuki shifted her gaze from the court to Yukimura's face.
"Marui finishes off the attacks in the frontcourt, Kuwabara can cover the backcourt and absorb the physical strain. Niou is responsible for psychological warfare and tactical leadership, while Yagyu is responsible for solid defense and filling in the gaps in front."
He paused for a moment.
"These two pairs are complementary doubles, not evenly matched doubles. They're entertaining and can win matches, but their individual talent levels are simply not on the same level."
"If one person is strong and the other is weak, they can cover it up in the short term by cooperating, but in the long term, the weakness will definitely be exposed."
"As I said before the assessment this afternoon, if the weaker party stagnates and its growth rate cannot keep up with the stronger party, it will inevitably be left behind halfway up the mountain and will never be able to catch up again."
Yukimura watched the game on the field without speaking immediately.
He understood what Wang Yueling meant.
In the pairing of Marui and Kuwabara, Marui's talent was clearly superior to Kuwabara's. In the pairing of Niou and Yagyu, Niou's intuition and creativity far surpassed Yagyu's.
In the short term, cooperation can mask the gap, but what about in the long term?
Yukimura remained silent for a moment.
The national competition is a team event, but Mochizuki Ryo's words at this time must have a deeper meaning.
He turned his head to look at Wang Yueling, his eyes becoming serious. "Do you know some other information that's why you're telling me all this?"
Ryo Mochizuki smiled, her azure eyes crinkling into crescents, her tone filled with undisguised admiration, "Seiichi is really smart. You can't hide anything from him."
"Recently, the Japan Tennis Association announced that they will hold a selection process for junior high school students after the national tournament."
Have you heard of the U17 training camp?