Net King: Shuji Tanejima

Shuji and Tono return to the entrance of the corridor and see the ghost coming calmly.

"Hell, you're still alive?"

Shuji was surprised.

The other party, surrounded by several aunts, is still like no one?

Awesome!

“..."

A few black lines appeared on the ghost's forehead, but he also noticed that something was wrong with the aura on Shuji and Tono's bodies, raised his eyebrows, and said, "You guys fought with someone?"

"Hmm. "

Shuji restrained his smile and said softly: "Tono and Duketoichi got into a fight, and at that time, Watanabe and Okushinobu were also present, so I had no choice but to take action. "

Hearing this, the ghost restores all the content behind this sentence.

Atsukyo Tono, for some reason, clashed with Dukedu, but was defeated, and Shuji saw this and came to help.

Shuji's move was naturally a big victory, which also caused Watanabe or that person to make a move.

"That ninja didn't make a move. "

Shuji shook his head, his smile still the same, but he could see that his eyes seemed to have a rippling pool of clear water.

Wataichi and Watanabe are not his opponents, but that Okushinobu is a great enemy.

After all, the other side has a two-year advantage.

This is also the weakness of their Japanese team.

They are all freshmen in high school, and there is a serious lack of combat power in the sophomore and third years of high school.

As a country with a deep heritage, France, whether it is a freshman, a sophomore, or a junior in high school, has the top level in the world of its peers, but compared with it, the Japanese team is far behind.

It's no wonder that they always say that Japan is a desert land.

Similarly, the lack of strength in the second and third years of high school also made Xiu Er and others much more courageous.

Even if Shuji has confidence in himself, he feels a heaviness.

No... There are no sophomores on their team, only two juniors.

"Really!"

Jingle bells.

As soon as the ghost answered, his pants shook, and then he heard the text message ringing on his mobile phone.

More than.

Shuji, Tono's also sounded.

Such a coincidence?

The three of them frowned slightly, and picked up their phones in their pockets.

In the screen, there is a mobile phone message sent by Mifune Entry, and the content is to gather in Room 302 on the third floor.

"Let's go!"

Shuji put his phone in his pocket, said to the two of them, and took the initiative to leave.

Oni and Tono raised their feet and followed.

.......

Third floor.

Room 302.

Shuji opened the door and squinted slightly.

Golden lights.

Ghost and Tono adjusted to the slight light in their field of vision, and looked into the room, where there were already all the people, and other than that, the whole room was in that brilliant and dazzling setting.

"Sit down. "

Mifune seated three people.

Xiu Er and the three looked at the empty seat next to them and sat down directly.

On the far left, a gleam flashed in Byodoin's eyes.

"Tono and him... It seems that he has fought with someone. "

His mind turned, and Byodoin calmly looked at Mifune's approach, and said in a deep voice: "Coach Mifune, just say what you have!"

Everyone also looked at Mifune, who was sitting cross-legged in his seat, and his voice was low: "This time, I gathered you here to talk about the rules of the tournament in a few days. "

Yijun and the others sat up straight.

Mifune had told them that the rules were in their favor for the Japanese team, but he didn't say it explicitly.

"You may not believe it, but the rules are a bit child's play. When Mifune said this, his tone became much more violent, "The rule is that there are no rules, the players voluntarily shoot, and the total number of singles matches is fifteen. "

"So casual?"

Byodoin frowned.

The corners of Shuji's mouth are slightly hooked, he is No.0, and his power is above the Equality Temple, so he has already learned the rules from Mifune.

At the same time, there was a slight discoloration in the eyes of others.

It's the first time they've seen it, so casual rules.

It's also hard to imagine... It's going to be a world level competition.

"That's what the expedition is, it's not an official competition. Mifune Norimichi shrugged, and he smirked, "And... It's good for us, because the federation judges the national rankings based on the overall performance of all the players, and we know the French team, they don't know us. "

The masters of the French team's sophomore and junior high school are not simple characters.

They often take action, and the information has long been thoroughly known to the world.

As for the players in the first year of high school, they are also known to the world.

After all.

To be able to win one of the twenty places of the world's great powers at the age of a freshman, no matter how poor the European territory is, it is also a rare genius.

Such a genius cannot be low-key.

Their information was also taken by scouts from various countries and handed over to the U-17 coaches, Tezuka, for a reasonable analysis.

In addition to Camus and Duke Watanabe, the few people in the French team who are one day ahead have been analyzed to be at least 96% strong.

The Japanese team is no exception.

And their Japanese team, all of them are freshman players in high school, in the eyes of the world, they are very unfamiliar, this is an advantage, when the time comes, they can observe the players sent by the French team, and send the right players to face them accordingly.

That's why it's good for Japan to play against France.

They just have... Not shooting blindly is an advantage.

Because when the time comes, the French team will take the initiative to attack when they see that they are slow to send people up.

That's as it should be.

As a strong side, France naturally has to put on an attitude of defending the ring.

Otherwise, it will be looked down upon.

"No doubles?"

At this time, Kimishima Ikuto asked.

"Doubles?"

Mifune's cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a hint of coldness, "Are you sure you want to play doubles?"

Well?

What do you mean?

Everyone was stunned.

Mifune said in a deep voice: "There is no doubles, but it can be opened by any country, doubles... Probably only three fights!"

"Three, so little?"

Irie's expression was slightly condensed.

In the face of a powerful country like France, he thought about it for a long time, and still planned to hide himself, but he did not plan to paddle, which could be regarded as a reward for the training of U-17 for him.

Doubles, too, suits him.

But three games, but a little less.

Moreover, it will also make the doubles competition much bigger.

It's not right, there were at least a dozen singles before.

Wait a minute!

Irie's eyes trembled slightly.

Three games, six people, combined with three singles games mentioned before entering the Tao, isn't that... Twenty-one?

"Those who have played singles before can also team up in doubles!"

Mifune announces this final rule.

PS: A lot of games skipped. _

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