Shout~~

Call......

The sound of a huge engine came slowly, and I saw a plane landing at the international airport in Tokyo, Japan.

Didn't alarm anyone, and then soon saw ... A bus carrying more than a dozen high school students quietly left...

An hour or two later, another plane landed, and a middle-aged man who looked like a reporter ran out in a hurry, he was a reporter from a well-known Japanese tennis newspaper - Mamoru Inoue!

Inoue looked at the crowd around him and the flight information on the airport display,

Sighing in annoyance,

"Ugh... It's a pity..."

He didn't even come back in time to come back with the Japanese team, and now he doesn't even have the opportunity to interview.

......

When Mamoru Inoue regretted it,

Jing Zhiguang and others, who had already left, sat on the bus, or closed their eyes like Byodoin and Onijujiro, or operated the computer like Kimishima Ikuto and did their own things...

Oh~

Or like Atsukyo Tono, he silently 'recuperates' at the end...

Backbite! Tick Tick!

After several turnarounds, time passed slowly, and the bus drove into the mountains and appeared outside an iron gate!

Hmmm-

The car braked not far from the gate and stopped.

And then only heard,

Click!

呲~

There was a sound, and the door of the bus slowly opened, and it withdrew towards 040.

Da!

Da!

The sound of constant footsteps sounded, and the people inside also walked out one after another.

"Ha~ I'm finally back..."

Daqu Ryuji stretched his waist, rubbed his body and muttered, "I really envy Shuji and Irie and a few other guys... You can relax in the base..."

"yes!"

Jing Zhiguang also stretched out his arm, waved his hand, relieved the fatigue of his body, and responded with a smile.

On the side, the Phoenix of the Equality House couldn't hear such words, his face turned cold, he snorted coldly, and shouted:

"Hmph, alright... Let's go inside! "

“......"

......

......

And at this moment, out of sight of the First Army, the hidden surveillance cameras had already captured their figures.

"Come back, they..."

In a monitoring room full of display screens, a voice sounded, and a figure stood up,

Slightly curly long black hair shoulder-length, a strand sliding down against his forehead, wearing a white suit, looking personable...

It was Coach Yukio Kurobe, the tactical coach of Japan's U-17 representative!!

"Saito, he's training newcomers~ It's up to the two of us to greet our heroes... Ryuuji..."

I saw Kurobe say to Takuchi Ryuji beside him.

"Whew..."

The man who was doing one-handed (adaa) push-ups, with strong and tense muscles, stopped, exhaled softly,

wiped the sweat stains on his body, he is U17's - Takue Ryuji,

He is the U-17 coach who coaches the players directly. It is a strict training and a course that does not allow for the slightest neglect, and it is a coach who is responsible for strengthening the body and standing on top of the players and using his own body as a demonstration of training.

Takuzhi Ryuji changed into a set of clothes and said:

"Let's go, then!"

......

And at this time,

On a pitch in the U17 house, a lot of people have gathered here, and all of them are new faces...

"First of all, welcome to this co-dormitory, you are all elites of high school students from various schools..."

Saito, Japan's U-17 spiritual coach, was standing on a high place and said to the group of high school students below.

Japan U-17 is a training camp for national team representatives under the age of 17, an elite gathering place, and a training base for Japan's top tennis players.

At different times of the year, generally in the months of October or later,

U17 will select some elite high school students from various schools across the country to join this training base, not only to supplement the U17 team's own strength, but also to train tennis players to improve the level of tennis in Japan...

It's just that this year it's early, and now it's only mid-July!

......

And at this moment under Saito to,

It was this U-17 cohabitation call-up that came... Fresh blood to replenish - elite high school students selected from various schools in China.

And among these high school students, there are high school students from Qingxue, and there are people from the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple,

Of course, there are... !! from Makinoto

......

......

"I'm sure you've heard something about the U17s before..."

Coach Saito said with a smile on it.

And these high school students were a little excited and nodded unconsciously.

In the first half a year or so, the Japanese U-17 was already famous, and they did not expect ... Now there is also a chance to enter this legendary training camp!!

“...... There are 16 pitches in the U17 camp, and you will all be on pitch 16, and there will be individual qualifying matches every day, and the winner will advance to the next pitch..."

"Until you get to Court One..."

Saito is introducing some information about U17 to new high school students.

He has a smile on his face and a soft voice that makes the new high school student feel a 'feeling'... This coach has a very good personality~

"Huh? We're all the lowest courts..."

Listening to Saito's words, some high school students below couldn't help but mutter,

Maybe they didn't mean anything else, after all, for many people it was a great honor in itself to enter this training camp.

However, these words were still heard by Saito, and I saw that the smile on his face became even brighter,

"Haha..."

Saito said with a smile,

"I can also give you a chance to challenge here... It's up to you to take it. "

Swish!

The eyes of the high school students were all staring, but Saito Zhi did not panic at all,

Sticking out a finger and pointing to the side, it seems boring, but it seems to be used to it... At this moment, a dark-skinned high school student with his arm supporting his chin and supporting his head,

Spoken:

"As long as anyone can beat these players in front of you, you can directly enter the top three courts..."

"Ahh?!!!h

Shuji Tanejima, who was watching a good show on the side, looked at Qi Shushu's gaze and was directly stunned.

"It seems... We've got something to do~"

Beside Tanejima, Irie Kanta's fingers tapped the frame of the glasses, and said with a flash of a smile.

“......"

Next to Irie, Tokugawa Kazuya, who had a cold face like a piece of ice and exuded an aura of inaccessibility, did not change in the slightest, and was still silent.

"Oops!"

Shuji Tanejima straightened his arm, then shook it back and forth, as if moving his body,

"The coach thinks we're an eyesore and is looking for something for us to do..."

......

The high school student looked at these three people with fiery eyes,

Although many people know in their hearts that the U17 is hidden in the dragon and the tiger,

And I also understand that the strength of the players pointed out by the coach must not be simple.

But...... No one will give up this opportunity, this is a direct step to 'ascend to the sky',

And after all, they are all high school elites who are somewhat confident in their own strength!

"Those two guys..."

In this group of high school students, there are several figures who remain calm,

One of them, a high school student with braided hair and eyes that seemed to radiate an eerie light, looked at the faces of Shuji Tanejima and Irie Sota, and felt inexplicably familiar,

"It's kind of familiar... Seems to have seen it somewhere..."

Beside him, a player also spoke softly to him.

Where the hell have you seen it...

If Tanejima and Irie could hear their words, they would definitely lament that the U17 World Cup champion team ~ the guys who didn't show their faces much for half a year would be forgotten~

......

At this moment, Jing Zhiguang is here, and he will know that these two people talking in this group of high school students are,

The unbroken iron man from Makinoto, and Jiro Rukawa!! _

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