The Legend of Net King

The next day, as Jing Zhiguang expected, the coach still arranged a shuffle battle between junior high school students and high school students.

"Do you want to give junior high school students a dismount?"

Jing Zhiguang thought secretly.

After all, the junior high school students were a little showy yesterday and eliminated so many high school players.

For the sake of the coaches, in order to avoid junior high school students from despising the training camp, and to let them recognize the power of the U-17, this duel is imperative.

"But what a coincidence? It's still Takeshi Momojo and the ghost seniors..."

Looking at the arrangement of the battle, Jing Zhi just smiled and shook his head.

I really don't know if it's creation or what? It seems that Takeshi Momojo can't avoid the same fate as the original book.

......

When Keichi and Tanejima came to the sixteen-sided center court,

Takeshi Momojo's hands were already trembling, the racket fell to the ground, and he couldn't pick up the racket at all.

Oni Jujiro's "center of gravity vertical jump play" directly abolished Takeshi Momojo's hands.

"Really, they haven't known who the ghost predecessors are?"

Looking at the appearance of Takeshi Momojo on the court, as well as the solemn and somewhat incredible expressions of the junior high school students outside the court,

Jing Zhiguang just covered his face with his hands, shook his head and sighed lightly.

You know, in their first army this year, there are many players who shine in the world.

But in the junior high school world in China... It doesn't seem to be too well-known.

Many junior high school students have heard of U-17 at all, and some members are limited to knowing the name~

As for recognition, enmm... Maybe Tezuka and a few others will think that a few guys are familiar, but they don't think about it in this way.

......

"You can't hold the racket in your hands anymore, it's over!"

Looking at Takeshi Momojo on the other side, Onijujiro said lightly, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Swish!

"Wait... Wait a minute..."

However, before Oni Jujiro left, Takeshi Momojo's voice sounded from behind.

Oni Jujiro turned his head and saw the guy named Takeshi Momojo, biting the handle of the tennis racket with his teeth, and then clamping it between his two arms,

Cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, his hands were still shaking, and a sharp pain struck.

"The game... It's not over yet..."

I saw Takeshi Momojo gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to escape..."

Takeshi Momojo squeezed out a smile on his face and said defiantly.

It's just that posture, everyone knows that he is reluctant.

"Humph! As you wish! "

Looking at Takeshi Momoshiro's appearance, Onijujiro didn't blink his eyes, just snorted faintly, and returned to the court, holding a cross racket with only two strings in his hand and continuing to play.

......

Bang!

Bang –

Bang –

Although he didn't use his real strength, the vertical jump style of the center of gravity is still too terrifying for today's Momojo Takeshi.

Boom!

"Uh..."

Knocked away by the tennis ball again and again, with unimaginable strength,

It made Takeshi Momojo feel that from the palm of his hand to his arm, it was because he was paralyzed.

On the side of the court, the Qingxue players looked at the game on the field, and their expressions were worried.

"Senior Tao..."

Echizen Ryoma also muttered softly.

"It's a little unlucky, Taocheng, who is good at the center of gravity vertical jump play, just met the master of the center of gravity vertical jump play!"

Liu Lian Er squinted her eyes and said softly.

On the side, Chitose and others of Makinoto heard it, and they were all silent.

"No, it's not luck..."

At this time, Yukimura Seiichi said suddenly.

"If they knew us well early on, then the game was arranged..."

Yukimura glanced at the monitoring room that could be seen everywhere and said lightly.

“......"

The junior high school students are all nervous.

At the same time, I know, this is the dismount that the U-17 gave them!

And I have to say, it really worked!

......

In the end, 6-0!

Takeshi Momojo was defeated.

Even in the end, Momojo showed amazing perseverance, gritted his teeth and held the racket with both hands, and hit the tennis ball back.

But Onijujiro still fought back mercilessly.

And, unlike the original book, Takeshi Momojo didn't break the ghost's racket string at all.

However, out of a certain state of mind, Onijujiro was still a little touched by Takeshi Momoshiro's performance,

In the end, I encouraged him, "Let's climb up!" "

......

And when the shuffle battle is over, it's normal training.

The junior high school students are doing some training with the high school students, and there are members of the coaching staff in black uniforms helping to correct the movements0...

——

The sun is slowly setting in the west,

"Whew... Whew..."

After a long day of training, the junior high school students felt tired and gasped loudly.

And at this moment,

Jing Zhiguang also finished his training, and after separating from Tanejima, he came to the training ground for junior high school students.

It's just that as soon as he came, he saw thirty or forty junior high school players lying on the training ground.

"Why, can't you stand it like this?"

Looking at this scene, he just said lightly.

"Ah, it's the minister!"

Seeing Jing Zhiguang again, the players of Muzhito were a little happy.

"Whew... Minister, I now know that the training plan you made for us came from here! "

Chirihara also gasped slightly, and said to Jing Zhiguang.

"That's right!"

Jing Zhiguang nodded.

Some of Makinoto's training plans, he developed according to the U-17 training method, and the training volume was very large.

However, it is precisely because of this that the players of Makinoto feel that they can adapt to this day's training.

"Whew... Originally...... You Munoto train so much every day..."

When the players from other schools heard this, they all said with shocked faces.

"In contrast... We...... It's so lax..."

Sanada Koichiro's chest rose and fell sharply, and he gasped a little,

But he still roared. 0.0

"Ichiro String..."

Yukimura Seiichi exhaled and called a friend.

Yukimura's strength is very strong, and his own training is also very large, and he is also one of the dozen or so junior high school students who are still standing at this time.

Tezuka Kunimitsu also slowly calmed his breathing and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Jing Zhiguang looked at the junior high school students who were still standing, the eight of Munoto, the three of Lihai University, the three of Qingxue, the white stone of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, the orange and the flat of Fudo Peak, and the traces of the Ice Emperor...

It's all a national existence.

"Hehe, don't be too happy, your real training hasn't started yet!"

Jing Zhi knew that the junior high school students would only be divided into two groups after Coach Saito's spiritual training to truly integrate into the U-17, and at that time they would receive customized training from Coach Takue Ryuji. _

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