Net King: Shuji Tanejima

“... Head Coach!"

Saito asked, puzzled, "I don't understand... Why are you doing this?"

Mifune took a slight step barefoot, his hands in his pockets, his eagle-like gaze, revealing a hint of madness, and a little vicious in his smile, "Of course it is... They're a good stepping stone!"

A stepping stone?

When Saito Zhi and Takuchi Ryuji heard this, the confusion on their faces was even worse.

"Hmph... With our current strength, we can't improve too much, so it's better to take a gamble and fight against a strong enemy like France. "

Mifune said coldly.

Hearing this, Saito and the two finally understood.

The country is too weak, that is, the country that is ranked above the Japanese team, may be able to give some pressure, but in the end it can not give much improvement.

Fighting against a medium-sized country is always a little worse.

But if the opponent is France, which is third in the world, it will be a good whetstone.

The two also remembered the rules of this year's expedition.

The rules of the expedition change every two or four years.

And the rules of this year's expedition are in their favor for Japan.

Mifune's plan is just right.

It's also a good opportunity to test the strength of their Japanese team right now.

"France....."

Shuji looked at the silent few people, he remembered the previous Nioh Zhi illusion Camus, and raised his eyebrows, this person was the main player of the French team in the original book, a man who claimed to be able to change the tennis pattern, and the strength of the other party did not show much at all in the original book.

"Speaking of which, there are two translations of his name, Camus and Camus, and I don't know that he is in this world... Which name is it. "

In this regard, Shuji is not interested.

It's just a name, after all.

In addition to this, the French team has another person who is impressive, and that is Duke Watanabe.

And now these two are just as high as them.

As for France.

Honestly, it's impossible to be without pressure, but that's okay too... Compared to the Han team, which doesn't have much information in the original book, Shuji prefers France that he understands.

"By the way, Japan is about seven hours ahead of France. So Kurobe, remember to tell those boys to adjust to the jet lag and get a good night's sleep. "

Mifune left this sentence and turned to leave.

"I see, head coach!"

Kurobe stood up and bowed to the other party.

France, the third in the world, is not so easy to apply, and it must be approved by the other party to successfully apply, and France has always been arrogant, how could it easily agree to a small place like Japan.

Among them, there is no reason for the head coach, and I don't believe it when I kill Kurobe.

.......

Two days later.

Paris, the capital of France, is the capital city of the French Republic, and is also the political, economic, cultural and commercial center of France, one of the world's five international metropolises, the other four are, London, Tokyo, Hong Kong, and is rated as an Alpha+ world first-tier city by GaWC.

Swish!

A plane landed on the taxiway.

As the door opened, Mifune walked out first, Shuji walked out side by side with Byodoin, and then went to Oni and Irie.

There were twenty-two people in total.

Shuji walked to the ground, slowed his head, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"This is France..."

French tennis has its own charm, which is more passionate and romantic.

And their overall strength is beyond doubt.

Along the way, there were many players in the first army who wanted to look left and right, and were very curious about the beautiful city of Paris, but because of the loss of face, they didn't dare to look at it.

"Coach Mifune, where are we going to rest?"

Byodoin said in a deep voice.

The crowd pricked up their ears.

"Of course it's the pheasant hotel....."

Mifune irrichi picked out his ears and chuckled.

"Uh. "

Xiu Er was stunned, "Head coach, are you joking?"

"That's right. "

Hearing this, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and the expression of the Equality House froze, "Coach Mifune, this joke is not funny!"

"We went to stay at the Ritore Hotel. "

Mifune grinned.

"This hotel... Is it famous?"

In the first army, Igarashi Okayichi asked expectantly.

"It's ok... It is one of the 5 star hotels in Paris. "

Mifune did not elaborate.

"The Hotel Ritoll, built between 1898 and 1899 and designed by Alexander Bernadazzi and Adolf Minkus, is a mix of Renaissance and Baroque styles, with Baroque classical statues and white marble columns facing the street. "

Hearing this, even the eyelids of the Equality House jumped lightly.

"┗O┛嗷~~"

Shuji smiled.

Both of them were so surprised, let alone others, and many people in the army opened their mouths wide like dirt buns.

They are very rich when they can play tennis, but this is the first time they have stayed in this kind of hotel.

Suddenly, many people became a little cordial to this old drunkard who didn't know much about him.

It turns out that this head coach is quite generous.

"Huh!"

At this time, Mifune Norimichi chuckled, "The important thing is... The French player also stayed at that hotel. "

U-17 is a base like a world away, and naturally, it is far away from the city.

Therefore, the players of the French team also have to stay in hotels.

And the Hotel Ritole is exactly what France aims to do every year.

The players of the French team?

In the first army, many people's expressions were a little tight, not everyone had the courage to cultivate two.

That... Not afraid of the courage of the French team.

Right now... It's no wonder they're nervous when they reach out to each other before they even start.

"How many days does the game start?"

Shuji asked curiously.

"Three days later!

Mifune Irimichi narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, "You're not going to start the game tomorrow, are you?"

"Not really. "

Shuji shook his head, smiling rather than smiling, "But... In case you meet a player from the French team in the hotel and there is a conflict, do you say to bear it or not?"

After saying that, he smiled even deeper, wondering Mifune's attitude.

"Of course it's a hit!!"

Mifune snapped.

"Then you're welcome..."

In this regard, Shuji just smiled, and suddenly... He froze.

Not far from the street court, a familiar figure appeared. _

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