Tennis: as a scabbard! I am the sword bearer on the court!

0034 Neon U-17 Foursome!Headache Coaching Staff!

Training Pitch 5.

7-8 high school students are practicing against each other.

Only a muscular red-haired man sat in the rest area with a serious face and adjusted a special racket in his hand.

The peculiarity of this racket is that there are only two strings, the upper and lower strings.

"Ghost!".

I heard a shout from outside the stadium gate.

The man frowned slightly, got up and turned his head to look.

I saw a short boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking Sven standing at the gate of the stadium with his pockets in his pockets.

Oni Jujiro slowly walked in front of the other party and said in a deep voice: "Irie, isn't it time for daily training...... Don't tell me you're done!".

"You've been lazy a lot this month! Coach Takumi should have warned you, right?"

Irie smiled a lot, but apparently he didn't take it to heart.

"Oh yes, the training is always done! It's still early!".

"I found something interesting, would you be interested in going and seeing it together?".

Onijujiro immediately shook his head: "My training is not finished yet! Besides, I have to help Tokugawa train at night! I don't want to spend my time on meaningless things!".

With that, he turned around and went back to the training court.

But.

"What if I said that there was a junior high school student from the training camp who asked the Byodoin guy to call back and ask Coach Kurobe to open the door?".

Onijujiro, who had just taken a step, paused.

"Byodoin?Junior High School Students?".

Outside the No. 1 training pitch of the Second Army.

In addition to Irie Sota and Oni Jujiro, there are two more tall and thin figures around them.

One of them has a slightly darker complexion and short silver-white hair.

There is a balance bike under your feet.

The other is cold-faced and tall and thin.

A pair of eyes faintly flashed with unyielding fighting spirit.

A piece of gauze on his face, which seems to have been injured before.

The two are the same high school students who are now training at Training Pitch 1.

Shuji Tanejima and Kazuya Tokugawa!

"Irie, are you serious? That guy from Byodoin would personally arrange to open the door for a junior high school student, and when would he do such a thing?" Shuji Tanejima looked curious, and the balance bike under his feet slid back and forth, like a gossip.

When Tokugawa Kazuya heard "Byodoin", his face sank again.

Irie lifted his glasses and smiled mysteriously: "Of course it's true! I heard about it from the staff in the monitoring room!"

"Coach Kurobe, the three of them have already seen that junior high school student in the reception room before!".

"But I don't know what's wrong, but now it's said that I'm training for a ball game!".

"The junior high school student's opponent is a high school student on Court 11!"

"Let's go and have a good time, it won't take much time anyway!".

Regarding his proposal, since Onijujiro has already come out of the No. 5 court, he naturally has no objections.

It's the same with Shuji Tanejima, who's no less curious about these things than Irie Sota.

Tokugawa Kazuya said coldly: "Can you make that man pay attention to the middle school student...... Hope it doesn't disappoint too much!".

...

When the four of them came to the outside of the First Army Stadium.

They subconsciously glanced at a surveillance probe above their heads.

The expressions of Onijujiro and Kazuya Tokugawa remain unchanged.

Irie Sota and Tanejima Shuji raised their hands and said hello with a smile.

All four of them knew exactly who was watching behind the surveillance probe.

But when the attention of the four of them was on the training stadium of the First Army, their expressions couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's over?!".

"No, it won't...... I just got the news and came to you!

Irie Song leaned on the outer guardrail, and his tone was stunned.

Shuji Tanejima's gaze locked on Matsudaira Kio, who was kneeling on the ground.

The desperation and disbelief on the opponent's face is enough to show what kind of unacceptable situation the opponent is facing in this match.

"Such an embarrassment...... Even if it's a miscellaneous fish, it won't be beaten like this by a middle school student in a country, right?"

"Hell, Tokugawa, what do you think?".

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the two who had not spoken.

Kazuya Tokugawa's eyes narrowed: "It should be some strength, and the talent is not bad! The junior high school students have reached the national level and have the strength to enter the No. 10 court!".

Oni Jujiro clasped his hands around his chest and whispered in a deep voice: "Shame on you!".

...

And just as the four of them were evaluating each other.

Inside the stadium.

Northern Xinjiang, who won the game, didn't even look at Matsudaira who fell down after holding on for 5 minutes in his own hands.

Instead, he looked up at the nearest surveillance probe.

"It's over! So, can I take people?"

And after he said this, what he didn't know was that the three Yukio Kurobe in the monitoring room were still in a daze.

Yukio Kurobe, who was the first to react, had a complicated look on his face.

"This kid ......".

"Is the strength so exaggerated......

".

Takusho Ryuji frowned: "I can't be sure of his ceiling in terms of physical fitness! After all, every ball is a crushing score! Matsudaira and him are not on the same level at all!".

Saito Zhiya rubbed his temples and said with a serious face: "He didn't take this game seriously at all! The arrogance he showed before was not a flaw in his character, but that he did have the confidence in strength!".

"At least at the level of Court 5 or higher!, or even better!".

"We underestimated him!".

Yukio Kurobe has a headache.

This situation was something that the three of them did not expect.

It's a shame!!

It's not just about losing the game.

The key point is that this game represents the challenge of the U-17 of the United States!

"So what now, really let him take people away?" asked Takusho Ryuji tentatively.

Yukio Kurobe didn't think about it, and immediately shook his head: "No! If he really lets him take people away, the head coach will know...... How do we explain?".

Takusho Ryuji and Saito glanced at each other.

There was a look of helplessness in the eyes.

Suddenly.

Saito glanced at the surveillance screen and saw four familiar figures.

"They're here too?!".

"I think...... We may have another way!".

Yukio Kurobe and Ryuji Takusho followed each other's gaze and immediately understood what the other party's solution was.

PS: New books, new books!!Ask for a lot of support!!Update the guarantee of 10,000 words every day!!Ask for free flowers and evaluation votes in your hands~~ The amount is full!!Thank you!!