Net King: Shuji Tanejima

France, U-17.

After the real Ao Ren came out of the mountain, his face showed a hint of amazement, but he still quickly reined in.

"Let's go again tomorrow. "

In my memory, the doppelganger had already gone to see the master.

.......

Coach in the room.

In France, the blonde head coach stared blankly at the computer screen.

Bell bell.

At this time, the mobile phone screen on the table lit up.

Honk~

The blonde head coach looked at the number and remarks on the screen, looked slightly cold, picked it up, and said coldly: "Why, didn't you answer my phone today?"

There was silence over there, but he didn't expect the head coach's tone to be so impulsive, and he immediately replied: "I played against that person in Germany, and I was too tired to come back, so I found a place to rest." "

"The man?"

The blonde head coach's face was moved, and he hurriedly asked, "What was the result?"

Unexpectedly.

The leader of their French team was so bold as to go head-to-head with the German player.

"Tie. "

The chief on the other side of the phone said in a faint voice: "But... He didn't give it his all. "

......

The next day, the French U-17.

With more advanced facilities than the Japanese training camp and more central areas of the course, the players are training hard, and the movement and quality alone are to beat the Japanese U-17 players in seconds.

Everyone in the running training was like seeing Hades, gritting their teeth and running as hard as they could.

France U-17, twenty-four stadiums, the competition is life-and-death.

The higher you go, the more status you can get, and the more resources you can obtain, on the contrary, if you fall, you can only use the pitiful resources of the low court to climb up desperately.

"The Chief is back!"

At this time, there were players who were resting with sharp eyes and shouting.

Well?

Running, swinging, and sparring, all stopped.

Their eyes were focused on the black-haired young man who was close to the most mysterious hut.

The young man is about 1.85 meters tall, with an even figure, long black hair draped over his shoulders, an angular and attractive face, and a serious look.

The French chief didn't look at the players below, but walked towards the hut.

But the pace alone makes everyone's thinking disconnected.

The crowd came to their senses.

"It feels like the chief is even more terrifying. "

"yes!"

The feeling just now was like freezing my mind, and I didn't even have the ability to think.

.....

Hut.

The French chief looked in front of him and slowly knocked on the door, and walked in, and there was only one French coach in the seat, who pressed the mechanism and closed the door.

"Sorry for the delay on the German side!"

The French chief voice was cold, with a hint of apology on the angular lines of his face, but his voice was extremely serious, giving people a sense of sharpness that pierced through everything.

"You've already said on the other side of the phone, apologize again. "

The blonde head coach said in a deep voice and got up, "You come with me." "

The words fell, and he walked out of the hut.

Behind him, the chief followed.

.......

The French head coach and the chief manager came together to yesterday's forbidden place, where the head coach lives.

"Why are you here? "

The blonde head coach's handsome face had surprise, and in front of him, there were three people.

The three are dragon generals, tiger generals, and lion generals.

"When I heard that the Chief was back, I knew you were going to bring him, so I came. "

The fourth-ranked lion general, with blonde hair, looks like a male lion king with mutated hair, his face is slightly rough, and his body faintly reveals a powerful lion king momentum. The lion will be in a low voice.

"Same. "

The tiger general's eyes were cold, like a knife. He looks very much like an outstanding person of the Russian fighting family, with a national face, a tall and mighty figure, standing like a mountain, and in a low voice, there seems to be a low roar of the king of tigers.

Finally, there is the dragon general, the second-ranked player. He was thin and handsome, with a faint calmness on his handsome face, but if you looked closely, you could see arrogance between his eyebrows.

Momentum, but also very proud.

The dragon general nodded, and gave the same answer as the tiger general and the lion general in a wordless manner.

The blonde head coach looked at the three generals and his mind turned.

"All three of them seem to have gotten stronger. "

The expression on his face remained unchanged, and the blonde head coach was about to speak when he heard footsteps behind him.

The chief, the head coach, and the three generals looked at the entrance, and Okushinobi, who was dressed in black, walked over.

"Okushinobi..."

The blonde head coach nodded, the chief eyes were light, and his momentum had a secret change in an instant, and the three generals glanced at Ao Ren lightly.

"Guys, long time no see. "

Okuren said hello.

Hearing this, the chief nodded slowly, but the three generals only nodded lightly in response.

The chief angular face had a ripple and said, "How is the head coach's situation now?"

"It's not good, just come in and see. "

The blonde head coach raised his eyebrows, and the look between his eyebrows was much heavier.

As he spoke, he opened the door of the hut and walked in with five main forces.

On the bed, the old man's skin was rough and cracked, like the bark of a tree, and his hair was gray, as unmistakable as an old man, but the French coach and the main players noticed that his spirit was at a very low value.

Calculating the age, the head coach is almost an old man in Jiuxun, and the reason why his appearance is similar to that of an old man over sixty years old is all due to the foundation laid down when he was young.

But it is also a systemic aftermath, and his eyes have been seriously injured. It's normal, which professional player is not injured. It's just that the French head coach has suffered more injuries.

Back then, he was too sharp.

"Ahem, ahem..."

As if sensing the breath of a person, the head coach moved his mood, coughed violently, and slowly opened his eyes.

No focus!

The six of them were startled, and Ao Ren's face changed slightly, "Master!"

Old man, he can't see anymore. Okuren hurriedly walked over, leaning down on the side of the bed, his face sinking like water.

The old man was short of breath, but there was a faint black gas coming out of his body.

Seems to be some kind of ability.

"My time... Not much...."

As he finished speaking, he raised his trembling hand, which was as dry as tree bark. The old man's head coach picked up a pen in front of the bedside table with his hand and typed on the paper.

It's just that... may be the reason why it is difficult to even write, he writes very slowly, and the six people look at it with complicated faces.

The head coach's birthday has arrived, and there are not many days left, but more often than not, the aftermath suddenly erupted, affecting the anger, and the king of Hades came to see him in advance, holding a sword through half of his heart.

Now, with this ability, I'm afraid I'm going to leave today.

Okuren opened his mouth, but finally asked the master to write it down. It's just that when he saw the words written by the master, his eyebrows raised, and he felt that this word was somewhat familiar.

"This is..."

Okuren whispered in his heart. This name seems to be somewhat consistent with the name of the person said by his doppelganger.

The blonde head coach looked at the words written by the head coach and frowned.

Is this a personal name?

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and when he saw that the head coach had finished writing a word and was about to write a word, his fingers suddenly stopped and fell on the paper. The head coach looked at the old man sharply, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face was incredulous.

The chief and the three major generals all slowly closed their eyes, and the momentum that they usually controlled freely fluctuated a little.

Old man, there is no life left.

Okuren clenched the head coach's hand hard, the other party was so kind to him, and all his achievements were taught by the other party. Now, seeing the other party leaving, he didn't shed tears, just closed his eyes and felt the feeling of colic.

Soon he opened his eyes and looked at the words on the paper.

Repair!_

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