Net King: Shuji Tanejima

"Looking at all the players, it's a waste of time. "

Kurobe shook his head, but listening to him, he didn't seem to have any intention of refusing.

Xiu Er said: "Then shorten from a powerful player to Court 5 to one... No, to the First Army!"

"That's fine. "

Kurobe replied.

The U-17 has 16 courts, and those who can enter are not too weak among high school students, and there are many substitutes outside the stadium.

And the core is an army.

Shortened to the first army to the fifth court, it was only a few dozen people.

Cracking sound.

The slender white fingers of the black part are like the blind typing keyboard of a world-class pianist.

Meanwhile.

The players' profiles also appear on the screen.

Shuji's eyes flashed like a starry gaze, which was the bright light of the screen.

The images and materials of the players appeared in his mind.

Remember and record the pictures.

He still has the ability.

After Shuji watched more than a dozen players, he shouted to stop, and Kurobe's hand also stopped.

Then, Shuji closed his eyes.

Next to it, Saito was slightly curious.

What does this little guy want to do when he looks up the player's information?

After a long time, Shuji opened his eyes, revealing a hint of disappointment, "Coach Kurobe, go on." "

“... Good!"

Kurobe continued.

......

A few minutes later, the first army finally arrived.

"How's it going?, did you find what you need?" asked Kurobe, turning his chair and turning to the side.

"Not really... Please continue with the coach. "

Shuji shook his head and smiled, very patient.

"Yes. "

Kurobe's handsome face is very calm, but in his heart, there is a trace of curiosity.

As the head coach, he has to revise the data of the players every day, and he can't waste too much time, but, because the other party is the strongest, this face still has to be given, and... He was also curious about what Shuji wanted to do.

Crackling.

Kurobe continued typing and brought up the information of the bottom ten players of the first army.

This time, Shuji looked more seriously.

After all, it's an army.

Their five dimensions, special moves, growth potential, etc., and weaknesses all appeared in Shuji's eyes.

But nothing special.

At least, there is no point in this incident.

"Is there only one army left in the top ten..."

Shuji had a trace of helplessness in his heart.

After investigating the number five courts to the first court, he no longer had any hope for the remaining army.

After all, the First Army went out on an expedition.

Wait a minute!

Expedition?

Shuji seemed to think of a certain key point, and a light in his mind passed for a moment.

This light.

It's key!

"Coach Kurobe, are there any players from the First Army who haven't gone out on the expedition?"

Shuji fixed his mind and asked with a hint of anticipation.

"Players who didn't go on an expedition?"

Saito's eyes flashed with a hint of color, a smile flashed, and he said in a low voice: "I want to ask, what is the purpose of your access to the player's information?"

"Didn't I say that? "

Shuji smiled.

Kurobe's eyes narrowed slightly, there was indeed a player who didn't go on an expedition. "

"Did you finally find it..."

A trace of turmoil flashed in Shuji's heart, judging from the details in the mouth of the Equality Academy, the guy who pretended to be him at least had the strength of a giant.

Yijun, from the beginning, he didn't ignore it, but he wanted to check all the players, after all, it wasn't that kind of guy who hid on the low court and waited for an opportunity.

Now, the first-army player in Kurobe's mouth is probably the truth.

Thinking around, Shuji asked, "Who is he?"

"He's... Captain of the First Army!"

Kurobe frowned and said softly.

Oh?

Shuji's eyes lit up, he didn't expect it to be a giant shark, but he seemed very calm and smiled, "I want to know his information." "

Beside.

Saito's face flashed a trace of hesitation, he once said to Kurobe in the national competition that the strength of Shuji and Byodoin can beat Niohshi, but it is just a joke about his temperament, and the contribution made by the other party to Japan is there, and Shuji in front of him is obviously coming for Nioh.

This is also the reason why he hesitated to open his mouth to stop it.

"Don't worry, I just want to know the information, I won't do anything. "

Shuji saw that the two of them were hesitating, and even Kurobe, who had the impression of doing things without delay, fell into thought, so he said kindly.

Fart.

The two coaches complained in their hearts that if you really didn't do anything, you wouldn't have said twice before, 'You'll know tomorrow'.

"Well... I hope that you, the second student, don't mess around. "

Kurobe retrieved Nioh's information onto the screen.

Light cyan hair, fair complexion.

This is Shuji's first impression, seeing this person, the shallow smile in his eyes converged, it seemed... When he fought Foggy Hollow, he had this person.

When you look at the other party's information again.

"Interesting..."

After reading it, Shuji found several suspicious points, and two speculations appeared in his heart.

"Thank you. "

Shuji smiled, then turned to leave.

Seeing this, Kurobe and Saito looked at each other, but they didn't expect the other party to leave when they said to leave.

Saito's face was slightly gloomy, "What exactly is he going to do?"

The other party is obviously coming for Nioh.

"It's hard to say..."

Kurobe shook his head and said, indicating that he was also confused.

However, he turned his chair, pressed his chin against his chin, and narrowed his eyes slightly, the information in his eyes was carefully recorded by him, and he was also the most literate person in the army.

The other party is a giant crocodile-level character, and Kurobe naturally has a lot of intentions, but he has long been suspicious.

Because, sometimes Nioh's data is too biased.

Like what... Explosive.

This person is like having an aura, in some dangerous situations, he can burst out with huge potential, even if he still loses to the main players of those countries in the end and loses to the opponent's hands, but he can basically get out of the way afterwards.

But a few months ago, perhaps because the French captain was too serious, Nioh was eventually seriously injured.

"Tomorrow..."

Kurobe ignored Saito, who was heavy on his face, and said in a low voice.

......

Early the next morning.

The players got up early to participate in the qualifying matches arranged by the coach, and those who were not arranged were trained.

A young man with light cyan hair appears near Centre Court.

Niohshi.

"Those freshmen haven't come yet..."

There was a hint of confusion on his face, he had often come to see the freshmen practice since they came.

He didn't know why.

Temperament?

It should be, he has been supporting the Japanese team alone for about three years, he is already too tired, and he also hopes that some good seedlings can emerge among the freshmen.

This time, it did not disappoint Niohshi.

"Senpai?"

Hearing this, Nioh Zhizhi followed the prestige, revealing a hint of surprise.

It's him?

Yesterday he defeated the new student of Foggy Valley, Shuji Tanejima.

"Second student, do you have anything to do with me?"

Niohzhi's face stiffened slightly, and he said a little unnaturally.

Although he is No.1, in the past three years, he has long been smoothed out by that group of monsters, how can he have the momentum of the chief of a country.

Naturally, he was also a little afraid of this two-year-old young man.

Shuji chuckled.

When they met for the first time, the other party gave him the impression that he was the kind of person who did things in a proper manner, and he did not have the momentum of being a giant.

Maybe the strength is there.

The thought turned, and Shuji activated his perception to sense the power in the other party's body.

"Looks like you're the one who pretended to be me..."

Shuji put away his perception, narrowed his eyes, and said words that made Nioh Zhi inexplicable.

But there is an aura on him.

Ren Wangzhi's face was pale, and he felt a strong coercion in vain, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, crowding his body.

His face was hideous, he squeezed out beads of sweat as big as beans, and his breathing was not smooth.

"For... Why?"

"Why?"

"Heh... Goal field!"

With a chuckle, Shuji turned around abruptly, and a rolling momentum erupted from his body.

Rumble!

The surrounding fallen leaves were swept out in an instant, like a storm.

Pedal!

Nioh Zhi kept retreating, and after taking two or three steps back, he raised his head, and a pair of eyes appeared gloomy and cold. _

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