The Strongest Player in Sports

U-17 training camp.

A group of players are training in full swing.

However, as a burst of noise rang out, the players who were training on the field stopped their movements one after another.

"Is this the Japanese U-17 training camp?"

"It doesn't look great, all the facilities are behind us!"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is U-17 training camp!"

The discussion sounded.

I saw a team coming from outside the court and appeared in front of the players.

"who are they?"

The players who were training were taken aback.

After taking a closer look, it was found that the members of this team were not very old.

They all seem to be middle school students.

"How can these little ghosts appear in the training camp?"

"I don't know, but Coach Kurobe is on the sidelines. Should the coach bring him?"

"This is the American team, right?"

The players started talking.

At the same time, I saw the American flag on the clothes of this team.

"Be quiet!"

The instructor suddenly yelled when he saw this.

The players who had originally discussed were startled, and quickly retracted their gazes and continued training.

"coach?'

"Who are these people?"

A lazy voice sounded.

Kurobe Yukio turned his head and saw Mōri Juzaburō sitting in the shade of the tree.

"Maori, you ran away from training again!"

He couldn't help sighing.

Maori's talent is very strong, but there is a very bad disadvantage, that is, he likes to avoid training.

As soon as the training arrives, no one is seen.

In the original work, Maori trained hard only after experiencing a blow.

Now that the plot has changed, naturally it still looks like that.

"Ha ha!"

"It's all small things."

Mōri Juzaburō smiled awkwardly.

Then he stood up, patted his butt and strode.

When I came to a group of American players, they looked at them curiously.

"They are the U.S. youth representative team. This time they will represent the U.S. to participate in a friendly match in Japan!"

Kurobe Yukio explained.

In fact, a month ago, coach Baker of this team contacted the Nets Association.

I hope the two countries can hold a friendly match.

However, during the summer vacation, middle school students wanted to represent the team in the qualifying rounds, so they refused Coach Baker's request.

But I didn't expect the other party to give up yet.

I bypassed the Internet Association and contacted Mifune to enter the road.

Where did Mifune enter the road to take care of this kind of mess, hung up the phone, and ignored it.

In the end, the opponent could only contact Kurobe Yukio.

After thinking about it, Kurobe Yukio finally agreed.

After some discussion.

It was decided to let the U.S. youth representative team come to visit U-17 first.

The friendly match will be held after the national competition.

"Just right",!"

"I want to report this incident to the coach, so you will take them for a tour.

Kurobe Yukio chuckled lightly.

He originally wanted to hand this matter over to the staff.

However, seeing Maori escape from training again, he was caught directly as a strong man.

"Ugh?"

Mōri Juzaburō was taken aback.

Before he refused, Kurobe waved his hand and turned to leave.

Seeing the coach leave, he scratched his head helplessly.

Then he looked at the members of the U.S. team and said in English: "My name is Mōri Juzaburō, a member of the U-17 court. Next, I will show you the training camp!"

"By the way, who of you is the captain?"

"I am the captain!"

A teenager with blond hair and a pair of sunglasses came out: "My name is Kevin Smith, the captain of the American youth team."

"Are you the captain?"

Mōri Juzaburō was a little surprised.

Because Kaibin's face is immature, he is the first grade of junior high school at first glance.

"Any questions?"

A smile was drawn from the corner of Kaibin's mouth.

He knew why Mōri Juzaburō was surprised.

Because it is rare in the whole world to be the captain of the national team at this age.

"nothing!"

"Okay, everyone follow me."

Mōri Juzaburō waved his hand, but added: "Don't run around when you visit, otherwise I won't be responsible for what happened!"

There are a bunch of unruly players in U-17.

It's the same for middle school students in their own country.

Seeing the middle school students of the U.S. national team, they might not do anything yet.

"clear!"

Kaibin nodded.

Although very confident in his own strength.

But he knew this was the Japanese U-17 training camp.

The players inside are all high school students, and it is inevitable that there are some strong players.

Under the leadership of Maori, the Kaibins watched the training camp silently, and their faces were also surprised.

When I first came to the training camp.

Seeing that U-17's equipment is no better than the U.S. team, they were a little bit disdainful.

But now after seeing the training of the players.

A few people know that they underestimated U-17.

Between stop and go, a group of people came to Court No. 1.

See the match on the field.

Except for Kaibin, everyone else was shocked.

"1 Is this the strength of high school students?"

Griffith whispered to the beautiful Terry.

They can become members of the U.S. Youth National Team, and their strength is naturally not weak.

You can see the match of high school students.

Only then did I know the gap between myself and high school students.

"Don't be discouraged!"

"They are all high school students, so naturally they have this kind of strength, but middle school students are not necessarily anymore!"

Kaibin whispered.

"Um!"

A group of players nodded and continued to watch the match.

"Maori, who are they?"

A cold voice came.

I saw Qiuting Hongye coming over, looking at the Kaibins with cold eyes.

"Members of the U.S. Youth National Team will have a friendly match with middle school students in a while."

Mōri Juzaburō replied casually.

"U.S. Youth National Team?"

The autumn leaves were taken aback for a moment.

After a glance, there was no interest at all.

To him, it was just a group of junior high school kids.

If it weren't for watching from the side, he wouldn't ask more at all.

(Good Nuoli)

"Maori, you are escaping from training again, and Coach Saito will surely let you make it up later."

The ping-good stranger not far away cried.

"I didn't escape from training, isn't this a visit with the American team?"

Maori smiled disapprovingly.

"Coach Saito doesn't care so much!"

Yuan Zhe on the side also smiled, and then pointed to the north: "An army member is training there. You'd better not show them around. You should know the tempers of the Byodoin members."

"Got it~~"

Maori replied lazily.

Then he held the back of his head and walked in the direction of Court No. 2.

The Kaibin on the side had bright eyes.

Although the Maori people speak Japanese.

But he was influenced by his father since he was a child, and he learned this language specially.

Although I can't speak, but I can understand.

"Is the Japanese army training in the north?"

Kaibin's eyes flashed.

Looking in that direction, there is more curiosity. .

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