Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 111 Yukimura Seiichi 35

"My cousin is really good at tennis. None of us can beat her. We'd gladly call her our coach, hmph."

"Oh?"

Atobe Keigo raised an eyebrow, glancing in the direction of Yukimura and Sanada, as if asking whether Akaya Kihara's words were an exaggeration.

Yukimura and the others all nodded in unison.

"Yes."

Atobe Keigo looked at Qing Yue: "Want to play a game?"

Yukimura Seiichi: "If you don't want to fight, then refuse."

They would admit that they didn't want her to be looked down upon by others, and that she could refuse even if others tried to provoke her, without having to consider anything else.

"Sure," Qingyue accepted the invitation.

The two groups of students arrived at the tennis courts in the backyard of Hyotei University, where there are three large tennis courts.

Qingyue pulled a set of sportswear out of her backpack; her current clothes were a dress, which was inconvenient.

Marui Bunta: "As long as Coach Tsukishiro performs normally, we'll beat him 6-0."

Niou Masaharu: "Hahaha, they'll cry when they hear that."

Yukimura Seiichi gave her his racket.

“Your stamina has improved a lot recently; a men’s racket should be able to last for a game.”

Men's and women's rackets have different weights, with men's rackets being heavier. If you haven't trained with men's rackets, you won't be able to tell the difference at first, and your wrist will struggle to support it later on.

Qingyue forgot to bring her tennis bag. She carried a backpack full of daily necessities, forgetting that she also had another backpack. Her tennis bag was still lying quietly on her sofa at home, and it wouldn't be delivered until the afternoon.

"That's enough. Shall I leave after I'm done?"

Yukimura Seiichi: "After the Seigaku team arrived, we had lunch and then left."

At this time of day, they no longer have time to cook lunch for themselves.

"Then I'll finish it quickly."

After saying that, Qingyue walked onto the tennis court.

Atobe Keigo tossed the ball over: "You serve first."

Qingyue caught the ball, bounced it twice on the ground, served it, and the blurry figure quickly scored a point.

Referee Takahiro Kabaji: "15:0".

Atobe Keigo looked at a dark patch in the arena.

Wow, she's really good at it, and she plays it exceptionally well. That serve could be considered an advanced technique.

"I'll be using this tactic in all my service games from now on. When will you be able to break it?"

After Qingyue finished speaking, she continued serving.

Atobe Keigo said confidently, "Don't worry, I'll show you how to break the game before the end of the service game."

off the field.

Kirihara Akaya covered his face with both hands: "Wow, my cousin is so cool!"

He'll learn it next time too. Just wait and see. Once he develops a new signature move, he'll say the same thing to his opponent.

Liu Lianji: "A vibrant and energetic competition."

Yuushi Oshitari asked, "Is she a student at Rikkai University?"

“Yes, also a senior in high school,” Jackal Kuwabara replied.

"How come you didn't notice her before?"

Could they be a new transferee?

Niou Masaharu: "Puri, Coach Tsukishiro is hiding very well. We are a treasure we discovered not long ago. Atobe can't beat her."

“Atobe will not lose,” Mukahi Gakuto retorted loudly.

Keigo Atobe is the head of the faith at Hyotei Academy; their emperor will not lose so easily.

"Let's see how it goes," Yukimura Seiichi said, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

They were convinced they wouldn't lose, but they were proven wrong too quickly.

By this time, the butler had already brought over all the regular members of Seigaku.

Genichiro Sanada turned his head: "Tezuka."

"Sanada, Yukimura," Tezuka Kunimitsu greeted them.

“Tezuka.” Yukimura Seiichi nodded to him, then turned back to watch the match.

"What? Who is Atobe competing against?" Kikumaru Eiji poked his head out.

Inui Sadaharu adjusted his glasses: "Tsukishiro Qingyue, a famous genius young investor, I didn't expect she could also play tennis. It's worth noting."

Takeshi Momoshiro exclaimed, "Wow, is that score Atobe's or hers?"

"Her".

Fuji Syusuke opened his eyes. Why was he so sure? Because she had scored another point. Atobe was extremely anxious. If it were Atobe's score, he wouldn't be in this state.

Ryoma Echizen stared intently at the tennis court, longing to play a match against her.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Kikumaru Eiji's pupils dilated.

Kabaji Takahiro: "Tsukishiro wins this game, 4-0."

The Hyotei regulars on the sidelines stared wide-eyed. After winning four innings in a row, Atobe hadn't scored a single point. Was she really that terrifying?

Atobe isn't playing a long game or having fun right now; he's playing extremely aggressive tennis. Is that why even he can't handle it?

"Atobe, do your best!"

"Minister, come on!"

"Hyotei is the winner!"

Shouting with all your might, as long as you have enough momentum, can greatly boost your confidence.

Yuushi Oshitari asked, "What's your score against her?"

“It was reduced to zero,” Genichiro Sanada answered honestly.

He didn't feel ashamed of being slashed by Yuecheng Qingyue; on the contrary, he was overjoyed to touch her ball.

Yuushi Oshitari's eyes widened: "Yukimura too?"

"Yeah, same."

Aside from scoring points on the first day when Qingyue wanted to experience the extinction of the five senses, Yukimura Seiichi never scored again in the subsequent matches.

"It seems that Atobe's defeat was not unjustified."

Yuushi Oshitari didn't doubt that they were lying. They could see with their own eyes that no matter how ordinary her fighting style was, it couldn't hide the fact that she was incredibly strong.

Seigaku and the others were shocked. The entire Rikkai team had been wiped out, something even Tezuka, currently considered the strongest, couldn't have done.

Ryoma Echizen said with a serious expression, "Minister, I want to compete against her."

"If she agrees, you can go."

Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes flashed with a glint of light. He wasn't the only one thinking about it; he was too. Such a match didn't happen every day.

Marui Bunta puffed out his cheeks: "We all have to wait in line!"

"I can wait until you're done fighting," Echizen Ryoma urged again.

Kirihara Akaya: "Then you won't be able to wait."

Coach Yuecheng's stamina isn't good, so she only plays two matches a day. They don't want her to do more than that. Two matches are enough. At a fast pace, it takes about half an hour, and at a slow pace, it takes about an hour. Playing two matches means that she is expected to exercise for two hours, which is long enough.

Besides, Coach Yuecheng is from Rikkai University, so why would she accept your invitation? She doesn't need to participate in any competitions or anything like that.

Atobe Keigo overheard the conversation outside the venue.

No wonder she became Rikkai's coach; without exceptional skills, how could she have won over the entire team?

Those people are even more arrogant than Hyotei.

Qingyue's eyes narrowed as she unleashed her final move.

"That's enough, fall now."

He had to catch the ball; he refused to accept his fate or admit defeat.

It was about to hit, but something was wrong. However, the sound of the ball cutting through the air and its shadow all indicated that it was real.

But all I ask is to pass through his other side.

Kabaji Takahiro: "Tsukishiro wins this game, 6-0, Tsukishiro wins."

"Hahaha, another zero-loss!" Marui Bunta and Kirihara Akaya jumped up with joy.